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Authors: Shelly Bell
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rather than reigning in my fears and being there for you when you needed me. I’m so sorry. Let me prove to you how much.”
A bubbly warmth swelled in her chest from learning he hadn’t rejected her. If she didn’t know better, she’d think he was in love with her.
The rope physically binding her was nothing compared to the strings tying her heart to his.
She nipped at his thumb. “Yes, Jax. Prove to me how sorry you are.”
He swiftly moved behind her and thrust himself inside, completely filling her. “God, you’re so hot and wet. I want you to come over and over. Each one is my apology to you.”
She tossed back her head in bliss. Her ass and thighs throbbed as they came into contact with Jax. It only drove her arousal higher, to feel the mix of pain with the pleasure of him stroking her pussy with his cock. His balls slapped against her as he pistoned harder, the tip of his cock bumping her cervix. He settled his hands on her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples. The pain from it darted down her belly to her clit.
The waves of contractions crashed into her like the sea in a hurricane, strong and violent. She bit down on her lip, the sensations bombarding her body and overwhelming her.
Jax squeezed her clit between his fingers. “Again.” He pinched and rubbed the sensitive bud as he continued moving inside her.
She hadn’t finished her first orgasm when the second one hit. Black stars danced in her eyes and her body quaked. She squirmed, trying to escape from Jax’s fingers, but he continued to manipulate her, wringing every last flutter from her climax.
His cock pulsed inside of her, and he threw back his head. “My Katerina.” He collapsed on top of her, kissing her as if he’d never get the chance again.
She sighed when he freed her arms and legs. Her muscles ached and burned as she straightened her legs and stretched her arms over her head to rest them in front of her.
Jax massaged her shoulders, digging his thumb into the muscle. “Any tingling or numbness?”
“No. I’m just sore . . . everywhere.”
He moved to her wrists. “Rest now. I’m going to massage all the kinks out of you and apply some arnica cream to prevent the bruises.”
“I happen to like the kink.” She smiled even though he wouldn’t be able to see it.
He pinched the side of her breast. “Smart ass.”
She laughed and melted into the bed, enjoying the way his large hands administered such care. Amazing they could be the source of both excruciating pain and glorious pleasure.
Minutes, hours, days later, he’d finished kneading every muscle of her body. She was completely boneless when he rolled her onto her back, threw her feet over his shoulders, and entered her, this time making love to her slowly. Softly. Intensely. Each purposeful swirl of his hips worked her clit until her entire body shook and he drove her to another orgasm. Then he cried her name as he followed her with his own climax.
Rolling over, he tugged her with him, bringing her to rest on his chest. They both breathed heavily, their bodies drenched in perspiration.
He caressed her spine with his hand. “Consider those orgasms a down payment on my apology.”
She perched her head on her hand. “I’ve already forgiven you, but I’m looking forward to collecting the rest of your apology.”
He kissed the top of her head. “Thank you. Your forgiveness means everything to me.
“I need to tell you something, and I want you to know this has nothing to do with you.” His eyes clouded as he pulled back. “I’m leaving tomorrow. I’m going away for a couple of months.”
The bottom dropped out from beneath her feet. How could he leave her now when they’d finally worked out their differences?
“Why? I don’t understand. It’s all over.” Her gaze fell on the framed picture on his nightstand. The same one she’d seen at Nick’s place of Alyssa in between Jaxon and Nick.
Something about the photo vexed Kate, but she
A bubbly warmth swelled in her chest from learning he hadn’t rejected her. If she didn’t know better, she’d think he was in love with her.
The rope physically binding her was nothing compared to the strings tying her heart to his.
She nipped at his thumb. “Yes, Jax. Prove to me how sorry you are.”
He swiftly moved behind her and thrust himself inside, completely filling her. “God, you’re so hot and wet. I want you to come over and over. Each one is my apology to you.”
She tossed back her head in bliss. Her ass and thighs throbbed as they came into contact with Jax. It only drove her arousal higher, to feel the mix of pain with the pleasure of him stroking her pussy with his cock. His balls slapped against her as he pistoned harder, the tip of his cock bumping her cervix. He settled his hands on her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples. The pain from it darted down her belly to her clit.
The waves of contractions crashed into her like the sea in a hurricane, strong and violent. She bit down on her lip, the sensations bombarding her body and overwhelming her.
Jax squeezed her clit between his fingers. “Again.” He pinched and rubbed the sensitive bud as he continued moving inside her.
She hadn’t finished her first orgasm when the second one hit. Black stars danced in her eyes and her body quaked. She squirmed, trying to escape from Jax’s fingers, but he continued to manipulate her, wringing every last flutter from her climax.
His cock pulsed inside of her, and he threw back his head. “My Katerina.” He collapsed on top of her, kissing her as if he’d never get the chance again.
She sighed when he freed her arms and legs. Her muscles ached and burned as she straightened her legs and stretched her arms over her head to rest them in front of her.
Jax massaged her shoulders, digging his thumb into the muscle. “Any tingling or numbness?”
“No. I’m just sore . . . everywhere.”
He moved to her wrists. “Rest now. I’m going to massage all the kinks out of you and apply some arnica cream to prevent the bruises.”
“I happen to like the kink.” She smiled even though he wouldn’t be able to see it.
He pinched the side of her breast. “Smart ass.”
She laughed and melted into the bed, enjoying the way his large hands administered such care. Amazing they could be the source of both excruciating pain and glorious pleasure.
Minutes, hours, days later, he’d finished kneading every muscle of her body. She was completely boneless when he rolled her onto her back, threw her feet over his shoulders, and entered her, this time making love to her slowly. Softly. Intensely. Each purposeful swirl of his hips worked her clit until her entire body shook and he drove her to another orgasm. Then he cried her name as he followed her with his own climax.
Rolling over, he tugged her with him, bringing her to rest on his chest. They both breathed heavily, their bodies drenched in perspiration.
He caressed her spine with his hand. “Consider those orgasms a down payment on my apology.”
She perched her head on her hand. “I’ve already forgiven you, but I’m looking forward to collecting the rest of your apology.”
He kissed the top of her head. “Thank you. Your forgiveness means everything to me.
“I need to tell you something, and I want you to know this has nothing to do with you.” His eyes clouded as he pulled back. “I’m leaving tomorrow. I’m going away for a couple of months.”
The bottom dropped out from beneath her feet. How could he leave her now when they’d finally worked out their differences?
“Why? I don’t understand. It’s all over.” Her gaze fell on the framed picture on his nightstand. The same one she’d seen at Nick’s place of Alyssa in between Jaxon and Nick.
Something about the photo vexed Kate, but she
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