Page 76 of Badd B*tch

"Jax!" she whispered, scandalized. Shocked.

The taste of her on my tongue erased any caution or sense I may have had left. "Fuck it, we ball."

"Jax?"

Hissing through the ache, I spread myself on the ground prostrate between her strong, smooth, tan thighs, and I slowly dragged her panties down her strong, smooth thighs. Eyes wide and fraught, Tea panted and gulped as I wrapped my arms around her hips and pulled those beautiful legs apart, wedging my shoulders between them. The pain was a wash of white behind my eyes, but I hid the groan of it with a very real grumble of delight as I scented her pussy.

I nuzzled her with my nose. "You even fucking smell good."

"Jax!" she protested. "You're gonna—"

"Make you come," I cut in. "Right the fuck now."

I licked up her seam with the flat of my tongue, and she shook, shuddered, and then shrieked as I flicked her clit with my tongue-tip.

"Ohmyfuckinggod, Jax!" she wailed. "Jax! Oh my god, oh my god!"

I licked up her seam again, and then again, and then I slid my tongue in between her lips and gathered the sweet musky dew of her leaking desire, lapped it away as it dripped out of her until she was writhing and her thighs were clenching around my ears and her ass was lifting helplessly off the earth.

"Oh my fucking god," she cried again, and her hands flew to my head, cupped and cradled. “Oh god, oh god. Please, Jax. Please, I—"

"What?" I gasped, pausing to catch my breath and give my jaw a quick break.

Her fingers tightened in my hair. "Feels good," she breathed, as if even admitting that much was hard. "More. Please. If you—if you wanted to. Please."

I growled a laugh. "Oh, I want." I brought one hand up under my chin and slipped my middle finger into her channel, and then added my ring finger, and fuck me, she was so tight, already clenching around my fingers. "I want you to come. I want you to scream my name as loud as you can, Tea."

I lightly, quickly lapped and flicked her clit while slowly thrusting my fingers inside her spasming channel, curling them toward my mouth deep inside her, and then, when my fingers scraped past a certain place within her, she arched fully off the ground and her grip on my head turned desperate and her heels scrabbled at dirt. Her essence flooded my mouth as I fused my lips to her pussy and devoured her clit with all the hunger I possessed, and I fucked her with my fingers.

She broke.

Weeping, gasping, eyes shut and leaking sunlit tears like diamonds down her cheeks, Tea came for me with utter abandon. "JAX!" she screamed, loud enough to send a clutch of songbirds winging skyward in a fluttering burst. "JAX! Oh my fucking god, JAX!" My name, at the end, was a scream.

I growled against her skin, hard as a rock at the sacred wonder of her ecstasy, and I devoured her, fingered her, brought her past the climax and into shaking, spasming, uncontrolled delirium. She ground herself against my mouth and fingers wildly, and she held me against her pussy and fucked my face until she could come no more.

Abruptly, she jackknifed and rolled away to curl up on her side, spasming helplessly. Crying.

Shit.

I couldn’t suppress the breathless groan of pain as I followed her, my entire side a pulsating mass of agony I couldn't ignore much longer. But in this moment, she was all that mattered.

I leaned over her, spooned behind her. "Hey. Hey. Talk to me." I palmed her abs, pulled her back against me. "I'm here. I've got you."

She shook her head, her hand finding mine and crush-gripping it. "I didn't know," she breathed.

"Didn't know what?"

She rolled onto her back and gazed up at me. "That anything could feel like that."

I smiled at her, wiping under her eyes, kissing there, and then kissing her mouth gently, softly. "Now you know."

She reached up and cupped my jaw. "That was fucking magical, Jax. Thank you." Her thumb traced the wrinkles of tension on my brow, the elevens between my eyebrows. "You're in pain."

"I'm fine," I insisted, lying through my smile. "Getting to make you come is the best anesthetic there is."

She shook her head, craning her neck to get a look at my side, and promptly freaked. "Jax! Goddammit!"

She gently but insistently pushed me over to my back—I went begrudgingly, because moving at all, now, was brutally painful.