Always Angel (The List #4)

by N. K. Love

  “That’s enough!”

  My mischievous eyes are drawn to his cock as he strokes it. He is so hard, I have to bite my tongue to stop myself from licking my lips. If this is the effect my little storytelling is having on him, I’m not about to cut it short. Jax uses my legs to flip me over. But I turn my face to the side so that he can still hear me clearly.

  “He reclined the chair back and undressed me, slowly, until I was naked and spread out for him.”

  “I said enough, Beth.” He cautions me, as he strokes his firm hand over my bottom.

  Grabbing a pillow, he slides it beneath me, raising my bottom up off the mattress. In this position, I start to feel my arousal trickling down over my clit. I think about how angry I was earlier and how cocky he was in his response. I’m turned on and my pussy is begging for him, but the opportunity to make him angrier is still there for the taking.

  “And then… he said he wanted to eat my pussy. His tongue fucked me like no other and he told me how good I tasted for him.” Jax rages, bringing his palm down hard against my left cheek, which causes me to gasp against my arm. “I came so hard he had to cover my mouth.”

  The second slap fills the room and leaves my right cheek tingling.

  “Keep talking and I’ll keep going.” He slides his fingers between my legs. “Or shut the fuck up and let me fuck you.” He uses his other hand to tenderly rub away the after sting. “We both know who’s gonna win.”

  Those last words resurrect my determination. I need to show him that he shouldn’t underestimate me.

  “His thick, veiny cock was so hard for me, your sweet little angel…. I sucked—aaah, fuck—” Strike three lands between my cheeks with a growl. My position has my pussy exposed. “—I gave him the best head I’ve ever given and swallowed his seed.”

  We continue our fiery battle for another round of three and after the sixth slap, the delicious jolting sensation has me panting and breathless. When he has slapped me in the past, it’s always felt good. But this is on a whole other level. Being thoroughly spanked by my domineering boyfriend, whilst goading him, is an addictive power trip.

  After sucking this imaginary dick, I spoke of being fucked in the ass and now my head’s spinning with confusion of what’s really happening to my body. Of course the whole time, I’m imagining Jax, not some random guy, but he doesn’t need to know that.

  My backside is throbbing, along with my clit and I’m enjoying every fucked up second of it.

  “Is this where you want me?” He slides his fingers with ease, straight through my soaking wet pussy and up to my tight hole, where he begins to circle. “You’re being a smart-ass so I’m going to fuck you in the ass.” His aggressive tone has me wishing I could see his face. Pressing his first finger inside of me, I push up to encourage him. “You’ve put those images in my head and now I’m going to fuck you until they’re gone again.” A second finger joins in and I bite onto my arm, trying in vain to rein in the pleasure and contain some control. “That’s it. Stop fighting now.”

  Bringing his second hand to my pussy, he curses when he spreads his fingers, enjoying how wet I am for him. Pushing his thumb into my pussy, deep and hard, I let go of my arm and whimper.

  “Oh God, Jax.” I muffle into the mattress. “That’s enough. Please.”

  “Enough? Did you listen to me when I said the same?” Opening and closing his two fingers, he stretches me out. If my wrists weren’t strapped, I’d be touching myself. One flick of my clit is all it’d take. “Now it’s my turn to fucking tease and frustrate you.”

  Replacing his thumb with his other two fingers he thrusts into me and I totally submit to the pleasure. He bites down on my cheek, sucks away the sting and then lowers his mouth to my pussy, replacing his fingers with his tongue. Giving my clit some much needed relief, he rubs away hypnotically and my orgasm shatters, hitting us both hard. Tightening around his mouth and his fingers, he rewards me by letting me enjoy the waves, whilst still filled by him. I’m surprised he’s let me come considering his tone.

  I close my eyes and try to clear my fuzzy mind. My head is still spinning when I realise he has slid away from me, ordering me not to move as he leaves the room. In my dazed state, I vaguely hear the water running in the bathroom. A minute or two later and Jax returns. I didn’t move. I don’t think I could even if I wanted to, plus I think my arms are numbly locked in this position.

  “Can you undo this belt now, please, Jax?”

  “No. I can’t.”

  “Why not? My arms are aching.”

  “Because, right now, I’ve still got visions of you sucking another man’s dick! So, you’re gonna stay put and grant me my fucking wish like a good girl.”

  Reaching into the drawer of my bedside table, he quickly sheaths himself and then grabs the lube, making sure I’m watching as he slowly smears it all over his hard length. Squirting more into his hand, he throws the tube on the bed and moves out of view behind me. I bring my hands more comfortably to the side of my face, feeling the leather digging into my wrists.

  Jax must’ve rubbed his hands together because the warmth of the lube feels heavenly against my sensitive skin. He applies an ample amount, but as greedy as I am to get him inside of me, I can’t help worrying.

  “Jax. Is it going to hurt?”

  “Yes.” Jax kisses the arch in my lower back and runs his kisses up my spine and then over to my ear. “Especially if you don’t relax.” As he directs his cock to stroke through my cheeks, he moans into my ear. “Don’t worry, B. I’ve got you.” Bringing his mouth to the fleshy part of my shoulder blade, he drags out a chunk of skin with his teeth, releasing it slowly—then repeats on the other side. I moan softly and push my backside up to press harder against him. “That’s it, B. Relax. I’m here. I’m all that matters and I’m gonna finally get to claim you here.”

  He slaps my cheek hard. Even though it’s harder than the other times, I’ve already adjusted and the flash of pain immediately fades, morphing into pleasure. I take a second to close my eyes and relax. Jax has somehow managed to banish Miss Sensible who’s been harping on about one-way streets, saying it’s wrong to enter an exit.

  Without question, I know that I want this. I really want this. My hips sink a little into the pillow, calming the tension I didn’t know was there. Jax rubs my bottom, my hips and my thighs. Slapping my skin sporadically, bringing my blood to the surface.

  “Jax—”

  “Unless you want me to stop or if I’ve asked you a question, I don’t want to hear you speak again until I’m done with you.”

  Spreading my cheeks out wide, Jax licks my pussy and continues straight up to circle around his target. It feels so good having his tongue there, where it’s never been. I relax more and he must feel it as I hear him mutter, “Good girl” against my skin.

  As he nudges my legs further apart, bending my knees, he settles down between my legs and I feel the head of his cock start edging into me. Between his earlier stretching, his tongue skills and the lube, I’m no longer nervous. In fact, I’m eager.

  He presses into me gently, stroking my thigh, urging me to let him in. Taking his sweet time, he allows my body to adapt and open up so that I’m able to accommodate his thickness. It’s a whole new sensation. My lame attempt at anal sex with Mike was nothing like this.

  It does feel uncomfortable, and if it was with anybody other than Jax, I’d be safewording the fuck out of here. But, it is Jax, nobody can make me feel at ease the way he does. I trust him. So I embrace the moment and relax, listening to everything my body’s telling me.

  “Fuuuck you’re so tight here, B.” The disbelief in his voice is arousing. I love that I’m making him feel this way. “So. Good. Keep going. Take. It. All.”

  Encouraging me, I begin to let go of the discomfort and appreciate the sheer feeling of fullness. There’s surely no way I could handle his huge cock all the way in on our first time. Jax rubs the lube around his girth where it meets my skin and begins his retrea
t. Pulling back slowly, he curses some more as he slides back inside. I’m amazed at how fluid the motion is. Lube really is my best friend right now.

  Jax starts thrusting gently, stretching me further and once my body tells him I want more, he picks up the pace.

  “Don’t ever… talk to me… like that… again! Do you hear me, Beth?”

  “Yes. Ahh. Yes.”

  Jax moves to plant one of his feet on the outside of my leg, leaving one knee between my legs. With the change in position, he grinds into me with a stretching circular motion, slowly. I turn my face to see him looking down watching the action intently, biting onto that goddam chain of his.

  “Just me… Only fucking me…” The way he looks, the raw desire, his glistening skin—all of this has me squeezing, pulling my skin tighter around him. “Shiiiit… Yeah. Squeeze me, B. Good girl… Just like that.”

  His fierce groans of pleasure, intensifies everything for me. Staying knelt on one knee, he switches back to thrusting, going a little deeper this time. I start to feel his balls clap against my clit, teasing it. How the fuck did he get balls deep without me knowing? I lift my foot between his legs and enjoy the ping-ponging of his balls between my clit and my heel, as he grunts in approval.

  “God, Jax. It feels incredible.”

  “Shhh!” He warns me.

  Jax wanted this rough and I aim to please. So I jostle my good girl out of the way and let my rebellious side, kick back in. Forget being muted, even though I’m disobeying him, again.

  “Harder. I can take it.”

  He moans between thrusts and reaches down to pin the side of my face to the bed with a fistful of my hair.

  “I told you. Stop. Talking.”

  “I fucking love you.”

  “Fuck sake.” Jax hisses then tugs my hair back, prickling my scalp. “So you want it rough?!”

  “Yes.”

  Reaching around, he grips my throat and squeezes, redirecting my thoughts back to my body. The relentless pounding pushes my weight up against his hand each time. The force of his thrusts intensifies with each squeeze of my throat, like a boa-constrictor, wringing out its victims last breath.

  Digging the fingers of his other hand into my hip, bruising me, he increases his pace again. This time he uses more of a rocking movement. He doesn’t pull back as far each time. The mixture of sensations has me feeling delirious. I can hardly breathe as he chokes me, but it definitely ignites the defiant part of me. There’s too much happening for me to focus on one thing. Soon enough, everything starts to blend together, snowballing into something intangible and confusing, but also magical.

  At some point, my gasping has caused him to ease up a little on my throat and I feel my sounds of pleasure vibrating against his palm. Moving his hand from my hip, he reaches beneath and plays with my pussy, rubbing my clit and it’s exactly what I need to take me there.

  “Nobody, except me, goes near you. Ever. Again.” I can hear in his tone that he is chasing his orgasm too. “This pussy is mine.”

  “Yesss.”

  “This tight fucking ass is mine.”

  “Mmm-huh. Yesss.”

  “You are fucking mine. Forever.”

  As I’m about to answer ‘Always’, he pulls his hand away, which takes my explosive orgasm with it. The feeling his cock is giving me is special, but he knows I needed that extra stimulation to come. I try to push my pussy down to rub my clit against the pillow, but he holds my hips up and fucks me with three more extra hard thrusts before climaxing and unloading himself into me.

  The primal growl that leaves his body is nearly enough on its own to make me come. I may not have come this time, but what he has done to my body has it humming and feeling heavenly.

  “Fuck.”

  I mumble out of frustration because I know he did it on purpose to teach me a lesson for playing with his head. Orgasm denial aside, this sexperience was something new and special and it’s so wonderful to share it with the man I trust and love.

  Easing himself out of me, I feel him reach over to pluck a tissue from the box beside my bed, presumably for the condom. He plants both hands on my backside and starts stroking and rubbing and kissing. He is so contrastingly gentle, I feel empty and tender, but I’m floating on a cloud. I clench my buttocks together to test the sensation and I’m sore. Not deliciously sore, like my pussy gets, this is different.

  “You did so well.” He flutters his hot breath against the arch of my back, licking the beads of sweat that I know have gathered there. Dancing his kisses quickly up my spine, he nuzzles into my hair at the crook of my neck. “Are you okay, Angel?”

  Jax

  “Mmm… Just getting my bearings.”

  “Hmm… Me too. We went a little off track, huh?”

  I reach around to undo the belt and wince when I see the strap marks from where the leather has been biting into her wrists. I turn her over and kiss the red marks.

  “It’s okay. It’s not that bad.”

  “Are you sure?”

  She nods and her beautiful, angelic face is the picture of innocence. I almost feel guilty for treating her like that, even though she met me at every twist and turn of our little game. I love her challenging feistiness and how she always keeps me on my toes.

  Beth is my breath of fresh air. She always has been. I shall never forget that when I didn’t join her in the light, without either of us realising, she’d dived into the darkness and walked those final steps with me.

  Okay, now I definitely feel guilty about denying her that second orgasm. I was caught up in the moment, but I’ll more than make it up to her whenever she’s ready…

  “You owe me an orgasm, Carter.”

  … which apparently is now.

  “Isn’t it 1-1?” I joke, but she looks unimpressed. “Okay, okay, I do. But, first, are you going to show me this new ink?”

  “Nope. We have unfinished business to attend to.” She pulls the pillow from under her knees and throws it back up to the top of the bed. “Lie down.”

  “Are you sure you don’t want to shower first?”

  “Oh. Erm. Sorry. Is that—should I?”

  “No, no. I mean so I can take care of you in another way. To soothe you… Don’t worry, Angel. You’re clean.”

  “Well, in that case, we can shower afterwards. Lie down, you’ve got some making up to do.”

  I kiss her lips softly until I reveal the smile that’s hiding behind her pout.

  Once on top, I finally get to reacquaint myself with these beautiful tits, bronzed and full. Her hard nipples are calling for my mouth. I’ve missed them. She gradually lowers herself down and I know her bottom must be sore. She feels my abs and I lean up, tensing them against her hands as I wrap my warm mouth around her nipples and suck long and hard. Pushing her tits together, I devour them and she moans with appreciation, gripping the back of my head, pulling me into her.

  Beth starts riding me at her own sensual pace. Making sure she’s pushing down hard, taking every inch, nice and deep. I ease myself back down to enjoy the ride, keeping my hands on her body at all times.

  Claiming her ass was raw and delectable, but nothing compares to how this sweet, wet pussy consumes my dick.

  “Fuck, B. I love watching your pussy swallow me.” I press my thumbs into her from either side of my dick and move with her, as she bounces rhythmically. She runs her fingers through her hair and holds onto her head, panting hard. “You like that, Angel?”

  “Mmm. Keep doing that.” In long, wet strokes, I watch her body, rippling, wave after wave, back and forth. She moves my hand until I’m rubbing her clit and her eyes flutter as her climax grows. I work on her clit, whilst my other hand spans across the top of her ass, stroking my fingers over those sexy dimples at the base of her back. “I’m gonna come… so hard for you, Jax… Then you’re gonna come for me, aren’t you?”

  “Yes. Bounce for me. Tell me what you want.”

  “Shiiit… I wanna feel your come inside me…. I’m gonna ma
ke you come so hard.”

  “Fuuuck, yes. Make me come, B.”

  Lost in the moment, she grasps my hands in the air and holds on tight. I listen to her words mixed in with the sound of our flesh clapping together. The sight of her tits bouncing freely is hypnotic.

  “Mmm. Shhhhit. Jax—your cock’s so…so, mmm, fuck, so good to me.”

  And on that note, Beth comes hard and loud and it’s a sight that never ceases to amaze me. Her beauty flows out of every part of her. She tries to maintain eye contact, but is forced to keep closing her eyes as she relishes every pulse of her climax. Pressing down firmer, she rocks her hips gently. The delicious contracting of her pussy walls, has my own climax hurtling towards the surface.