Chapter 107 ...like The Way I Fuck You??
TRINA'S POV
“Fuckㅡ” My fingers dug in his shoulder as I held myself up and I picked up the pace, bouncing on his lap faster and harder, my breasts bouncing wildly now.
His hand left my hips where they had been gripping the flesh and instead, his hand reached for my shirt, pulling it open while his fingers reached for the clasp, deftly removing the straps and sliding it down.
My hips never stopped, the sound of skin snacking filling the air as I felt my stomach tighten in pleasure at the thought of one of his mates walking into the room.
“You like that?” He crooned. “Like the way I fuck you, doctor?”
My head tipped back, a groan ripping out of my throat as I continued to ride him.
He leaned forward to capture one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking and biting as I rode him. His hands squeezed my ass cheeks tightly as he helped lift me up and drop down onto him faster.
His head fell back against the bench as I rode him hard and fast now, my breasts slapping against his chest with each movement. He suddenly stood up abruptly with me wrapped around him, turning around to slam me against the lockers. He started fucking me hard and fast against them.
“Trina…” He rasped as he pinned me against the lockers, his movements slow and deliberate now. He pulled out almost all the way before sliding back in slowly, hitting that spot inside me that made my eyes roll back. His hands squeezed my thighs possessively, spreading me wider apart as he took me slowly and deeply.
Jaxon pushed inside me with agonizing slowness, his thick length filling me completely. I could feel every ridge and vein on his massive member as he moved in and out of me slowly. He pulled out almost all the way, leaving only the tip inside me, before sliding back in just as slowly.
“Oh god…” I groaned, nails digging into his skin.
He repeated the slow, deliberate movement again, watching as his length disappeared inside me, coated in my wetness. He spread my legs wider apart, changing the angle slightly so that each slow thrust hit my G-spot perfectly. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against mine with each slow movement.
His slow movements built a incredible slow burning pleasure inside me. Each deliberate thrust sent waves of sensation through my body. He lifted one of my legs higher, spreading me wider and going even deeper inside me with those slow, measured thrusts. His eyes never left mine, watching my reactions closely.
"God... you're tight... perfect..." He whispered huskily, still moving slowly inside me. His hands roamed my body possessively. "You like that? Like how slow and deep I'm going?"
He purposefully slowed down even more, dragging his length in and out of me. "You're so quiet... too quiet. Tell me... does it feel good when I slide inside you like this?" He demonstrated, pulling out almost all the way before pushing back in slowly, hitting my spot perfectly. "Does it make your pussy wetter?" He spread my thighs wider.