Page 115 of The Auction
Before I can fully catch my breath, his mouth is on me again.
It’s softer this time, a gentle sweep of his tongue that makes me twitch because I’m still so sensitive. I try to close my legs, but his hands keep me open, holding me exactly where he wants me.
“Easy, baby,” he murmurs, his lips brushing over me. “I’m not done tasting you yet.”
The slow, teasing licks start to build again, and I’m barely able to contain the sounds spilling from my mouth. My hands find his hair, tugging, and he groans against me like he loves it.
Then he pulls back just enough to speak, his voice low and dark. “I’m going to slide a finger in. Just a little.”
“Yes—please,” I breathe, my hips lifting in pure need.
He groans again, the sound vibrating through me, and then I feel it—his tongue circling my clit while one finger slowly presses inside, shallow, careful. He doesn’t go deep, just enough for me to feel the stretch, the delicious pressure mixing with the rhythm of his mouth.
“Holy shit, that feel’s so good.” My voice breaks as the pleasure coils tight, my body clenching around his finger.
“Keep your legs open for me, baby,” he growls against me. “Come for me again.”
I couldn’t stop it if I tried. A few more flicks on his tongue timed with the movements of his fingers is all it takes. My back arches, a sharp cry escaping as another orgasm crashes over me, pulsing through every nerve. My thighs shake against his hold, and I swear the world tilts for a second.
When it finally ebbs, I fall back against the bed, trembling, my chest heaving.
Jaxon lifts his head, his eyes locked on mine like I just gave him something priceless. “Three,” he says, voice thick. “You’ve got more in you.”
Jaxon sits back on his heels, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, grinning down at me like he just conquered the world.
“Fuck, you’re perfect, Cricket,” he says, voice still rough from the last thing he pulled out of me. “So… so good for me.”
He stands, and my eyes follow him up—up the lines of his abs, the curve of his shoulders—until his hands go to his waistband. He peels his pants and boxers down in one smooth motion, and suddenly, he’s as bare as I am.
My gaze drops, and my breath catches. He’s big. Thick. Hard enough that the tip glistens, and then he wraps his hand around himself and strokes slowly.
I can’t stop staring at that hand—how large it is. How easily it grips him. And all I can think is how that same length and thickness is supposed to fit inside me. My mouth goes dry.
He crooks his finger at me once. Twice. “Come here… crawl to me, Cricket.”
The sound of that name in his voice makes my whole body hum. I move toward him on my hands and knees, my pulse pounding in my ears. By the time I’m kneeling in front of him, my face is already hot.
“Now,” he says, looking down at me with something dark in his eyes, “get that smart mouth on my cock.”
I grin, full of mischief knowing he loves it when I push him.
I lean in and take him into my mouth, bolder than the first time—sinking down further, my hand wrapping around the base.
The taste of him hits my tongue, salt and heat, the slick of his pre-cum making it easier to glide my lips over him. My pussy clenches hard just from the feel of him against my tongue, from the groan that rumbles out of his chest.
“That’s it,” he rasps. “Look at you—on your knees for me. Getting my cock nice and wet so I can fuck that tight little virgin pussy.”
A whimper slips out before I can stop it, my thighs pressing together.
“You like that, baby? You like me telling you what I’m going to do to you?” His hand slides into my hair, not pushing, justholding me there while I swirl my tongue over him. “Mouth so pretty around me… getting ready to take me where I really want to be.”
I moan against him, and he hisses in a breath.
“Good girl. Deep as you can, Cricket. I want to see those lips stretch for me before I stretch your pretty cunt and make it mine.”
Every word sends another shiver through me, my core clenching tighter, the ache between my legs almost unbearable.
After another moment, Jaxon’s hand slides into my hair and tugs me off him.
