Chapter 83: Pleaseeeeeee

ELIANA

“Jax…” I hiss, frustration rising up in me as I try to fight against the leather chair, trying to move my hips as though doing so would help ease the burning desire between my legs.

Please someone remind me how I ended up in this position. Jackson has my hands and legs tied to either arm of the leather chair with his necktie. Still in his jersey, my lower body is completely naked and exposed.

“What?” He asks with a raised eyebrow, playing dumb.

“I hate you for doing this to me! I swear to the heavens! I’ll never forgive you for this!” I say through gritted teeth, fighting to break free but the knot around my wrists and legs only tightens.

Jackson looks up at me before the leather chair, he’s on his knees between my wide spread legs, helpless, breathless, dripping wet for him and my swollen clit begging for his attention. Just a little bit of attention. However, he looks nonchalant, taking his sweet time and it only drives me insane. I want to shout, to scream to the top of my voice for someone to help me. Anyone.

However…he’s the only person that can help me at the moment. He knows damn well and that's why he's being an asshole right now.

His lips curls into one of those annoying smirks, “You don't hate me. You hate that you want me so bad. That you want my mouth on your dripping pussy.” He says, shifting his eyes on my centre and I grunt, trying to pull my legs together so that he wouldn't see how desperately I am wet for him but…my efforts are in vain.

“Just shut the fuck up and wrap that mouth around me!.” I groan, my pussy clenching in need.

“You want it wrapped around you that bad?” The smile on the corner of his lips stretches an inch more, “Ask me nicely. Beg me!” I swallow upon hearing his words, his eyes turning a few shades darker.

I can't believe Jax is really making me beg him to go down on me. For him to suck me. If only my hands were free, I wouldn't have begged him. I would have simply pulled him by the hair and slammed his face on my pussy. He knew I would do that and that's why he has my legs and hands tied up.

“Please?” I say sarcastically, almost rolling my eyes in the process because it sounds ridiculous to me.

“No! You have to mean it.” He says with a twist of his lips.

I take a deep breath, “Please? I’m going to die if you don't do something about it.” My voice comes out a little shaky, not quite how I had intended. Only adding to my frustration.

“Almost there. Trying again.” He says, tilting his head to the side slightly as if giving it a thought.

Damn it! I hate him so fucking much. I swear, he's going to pay for this. For making me beg him.

“Pleaseeeeee….” I stretch the word and collapse on the chair helplessly, the desire overwhelming me. I can't hold back anymore. If he doesn't give it to me, I think I might die. My mind is messed up. So messed up that I can't seem to think straight. All that I can think about at the moment is his stupid mouth locked around me.

“I think…that's better.” His voice is deep, making my stomach tighten in anticipation.

Jackson moves his face close to my clit and I take a sharp breath, “ Since you’ve asked nicely, I’m going to suck you dry.” He promises, not giving me time to respond to his words as his long, warm tongue connects with my wetness.

A whimper breaks through my lips as he licks me from the entrance all the way up to my overly swollen clit, groaning in the process and the vibration makes my toes curl, my back arch and my nails dig into the soft leather.

Jax repeats the same action again, and again, turning me into a moaning mess. He swirls his tongue on my clit teasingly, sucking on it hard and fucking me with his tongue.

My eyes roll back, my mouth parting in a scream but the voice doesn't come out. My chest is heaving up and down, breathless. God, I don't think I can take it anymore. It's driving me insane. It's too much. Too much to take. My body feels like I’m on fire, every pore and vein is burning.

I think I might explode.

“I can't. I can't…” I breathe out, fighting against the leather chair. The pleasure is too much that I want to run away. Very far away where nobody knows about all the sinful things that Jax’s tongue and mouth has done to me.

“Isn't this what you wanted? My mouth wrapped around your clit?” He says, chucking again at my clit and words sent a forbidden shiver down my spine. He gives me a long hard suck from the base way up to my clit and a moan escapes my lips.

Yes, this is what I wanted. His stupid mouth wrapped around my clit. However, I didn't expect it to be this intense. This is good. Making me feel all the forbidden things that I shouldn't.

“It's too much. Too good. I can't take it anymore.” I whimper, gritting my teeth.

“Come for me. Come all over my face.” He says against my clit, giving it a final suck and squeezing my thighs.

I feel that familiar tightness at the bottom of my belly,

“Heavens…” I moan, collapsing on the fluffy leather couch,panting, sweaty, a mess that Jackson has turned me into…

Slowly, I flutter my eyelashes softly open when I feel him over me, still trying to catch my breath. I take a sharp breath when my vision clears up and realisation dawns on me. He has droplets on his face and some of his dark locks are stuck on his forehead.

Did I just squirt on his face? Damn it! I want to hide my face because it feels more embarrassing. I didn't realise it because I was lost in pleasure. Everything was blurry.

“I’m sorry. It's…” He doesn't let me finish my statement as he smashes his lips on mine, kissing me passionately.

“It's perfect. Just perfect. I like it when I make you come all over my face. It’s evident that I did a good job.” He says cockily while looking deep into my eyes, the corner of his lips tipping up into a sinister smile. I roll my eyes at his cockinesss. He took well that he's good with his mouth and he's not even trying to hide it.

Jackson kisses me again but this time a little harder than before, passion, lust and desire tangled up into one. I kissed him back, already recovered my breath.

I thought maybe, just maybe…I would feel better after the mind-blowing release. However, I can still feel the burning desire raising deep inside me as Jackson and I continue to kiss. His hand sneaks beneath his jersey, cupping both of my boobs, caressing, squeezing and teasing my hardened nipples and a moan escapes my lips.

His lips shift from my mouth and down my jaw…stopping to that sensitive part of my neck. He sucks on my neck so hard that it makes me want to shout at the top of my voice but I bite down on my lips, afraid that our parents might hear us from downstairs. I can't let my mother hear my filthy moans, not when it's my Stepbrother’s doing. The walls are thick and it's possible they won't hear it. However, I can't trust my voice. Not when I can't think straight.

I can't tell exactly what happened, everything blurred between touching, kissing, sucking and now…he has my back turned against him, kneeling on the leather chair, my hands holding onto the armchair and the side of my face pressed against the back of the chair.

“Just put it inside me already!” I groan, my grip tightening on the armchair as my nails dig into the leather.

Jackson has been teasing me again with the damn cock, rubbing circles on my clit with the tip, pressing on my entrance and allowing the tip to slide inside then pulling it out, only to do it again-

“Not a good way to ask for it.” A smile tugs on the corner of his lips. That annoying smile that I want to slap away from his ridiculously face.

“Ask me nicely and I will give it to you. The whole of it.” My thighs shake a little when I hear his words…