Chapter 4
Jax lifted his head from her chest, pressed a wet kiss between her breasts, then lower and then a trail to her navel where he paused and sat up. "Please what baby?"
Venus mewled as her hips hitched toward Jax's hand. A second later her lips formed a pout as Jax's hand skimmed along her thigh to find the well groomed strip of hair at the base of her cock. The pout then became a frown as she sat up on her elbows.
Jax didn't immediately notice the difference in Venus because he was caught up in his own head. Maybe the alcohol was wearing off, maybe he felt a little too desperate for comfort or for some kind of release, either way, he knew he was wading into new territory and he wasn't exactly sure if he was ready to make that decision. At that very moment, he was starting to doubt the direction things were heading...mainly his mouth.
A slightly calloused, but well manicured, hand slid over his and with a gentle tug Venus pulled it back up to her breast. "Jackson, baby..." Jax looked up in time to catch a mixture of sympathy, lust and possibly disappointment flicker across her face. It was lust and need that settled into her eyes when she added. "Just let me take care of you." Her other hand moved to cradle his cheek and a finger traced a trail down along his beard while her eyes searched his face. "Will you trust me? Let me make you feel good?"
Jax felt a rush of relief, he was hesitant, but he still wanted and desperately needed relief and right now he just wanted to lose himself in pleasure. So he pressed his face between her breasts and exhaled, "Oh god baby...please. Yes."
Venus smiled softly before she stood and held out her hand. "I highly suggest we move this to the bedroom then." She arched her eyebrow and waited for Jax to take her hand. When he did, she pulled him smoothly to his feet, and before he could do anything further she wrapped her arms around him and slid her fingers into his hair. "Mmm, I do love a man with hair to pull." She accentuated her words by tugging lightly and then letting her nails play lightly over his sensitized scalp. Her mouth teased at his ear and neck and she purred when his hands slid down to her ass and he pulled her closer.
Jax couldn't help but smile. Venus was the most playful partner he'd had for as long as he could remember. So far she hadn't let him get too deep inside his head, though he wondered if it was because he felt like he was in virgin territory and he was constantly unsure of what to do next. He chuckled and backed her up a step, moving her up the hall toward the bedroom. "You like hair pulling?"
Venus moved easily, catlike, she let him lead and didn't bother looking over her shoulder. "I like having something to hold on to when I need it, or something to use to guide a wayward lover back to where I want them." Her head fell back as Jax kissed along her jaw. "Mmm...do you know how hard it is to make a bald man's head go where you want it to go?" She gasped when she suddenly found herself pressed up against a wall and Jax's teeth dragged over her left nipple. The hand in Jax's hair opened and closed, her other reached for the bedroom door and gently pushed it shut. Jax bit down and then suckled and her hand tugged and then relaxed into his hair.
Jax lifted his head from her breast and smiled. "Do you need me to stop? Maybe I should shave my head?"
"Don't be a brat Jackson." She pivoted and moved her weight to other leg and then she had Jax under her on the bed. She straddled his thighs and smiled as she slid her hands up his arms, grabbing both his hands in one of hers. "Don't forget baby, I'm stronger than I look." She licked her lips like a hungry lion and traced a single finger down his chest. Her expression changed slightly as she paused over scars and the name of his son, but then her finger continued lower and she traced the dip of each hip only to circle his navel as she watched his cock grow from a semi-rigid state back to fully erect.
Jax didn't argue when she bent and started pressing kisses down his chest and over the same path she'd just traced with her hand. He heard her whisper, "Close your eyes baby," and did as she asked. His eyes slipped shut and his head fell back onto the bed as her hands and mouth stroked him back to life. He moaned, his hands gripped at the sheets and he didn't argue when she shoved one of his knees up to make more space between them. Her tongue surprised him as it slid over his sac and she pulled at the sensitized skin gently while her hand moved up and down his shaft.
Venus fondled his balls, her fingers teased and rolled them as her tongue stroked over and around. She purred and Jax felt it rumble through his entire body. His hands slid into her hair to hold her in place when she found a spot he liked, but she didn't follow his demands and had a plan of her own. Her tongue slid lower, under his sac and this time it was Jax who moved his legs. He knew where she was heading, and he didn't dare stop her. It wasn't like it would be his first rim job, he owned a porn studio after all and he wasn't above sampling the talent, but the feel of her hot, wet tongue sliding over his ass still made him growl and press his head into the sheets. Some half formed words made it out of his mouth when her tongue pressed against him firmly and then darted away to lick a path back up back his balls. He cursed when she giggled and her nails scored down the outside of his thigh and then her unrelenting mouth was back.
Her mouth settled initially on his cock, her tongue teased and then wrapped around the tip, her mouth followed until she had his full length in her throat. Her fingers never stopping their gentle massage on his testicles as she sucked and stroked him several times. Jax's thoughts were a jumble. Blowjobs were easy to come by, but he had a hard time remembering one like this. Venus knew exactly how and where to touch. He felt a single finger tease lower and he didn't protest when she pressed it against him, the tip sliding easily through the slick saliva running down his ass. She pressed slowly as she blew him, waited for him to relax and then pressed deeper, withdrew and then again.
Jax gasped, "Venus...baby..." and then her mouth followed her finger and her tongue was pressed along side it. Hot, wet and more insistent now, the finger slid in and out easily while her other hand fisted his cock, tugged and twisted. He was taut, his body tight and then Venus added a second finger. She took her time easing them inside, and even though this wasn't entirely new territory for him, he was thankful she was going slow. He breathed out, tried to keep himself relaxed, but when he felt her fingers curl to massage that deep bundle of nerves, he was forced to bite his tongue so he wouldn't scream. His hands found the sheets and he used his grip to anchor himself to the bed and some kind of reality, as she set a rhythm so natural he had a fleeting thought that it should always feel like this.
A hot, heavy stream of air gusted over his hip bone and then he heard Venus's voice break into his consciousness.
"Okay baby?"
He glanced down at her and wondered if his eyes were as desperate as his thoughts. He swallowed and nodded, words still a bit beyond his ability as her fingers slid and pressed inside, stretched him slowly while her fist gripped and tugged on his cock. He licked his lips and blinked to clear his vision. "Good...so good."
Her sexy laugh sent another ripple through him and she kissed his inner thigh as she moved. "Mmm, you're so fucking sexy Jackson..." She slid against him, moved up, her breasts dragging over his cock as she released it, but kept up the slide and twist with her fingers. "Can you take more? You want more? Can I make you feel really...really, good?" She accentuated each question with a change in the pressure or a twist of her fingers as her other hand danced over his chest and pinched playfully at his nipples. She pouted up at him, her lips swollen, her makeup mussed, "I need you...god, what you do to a girl..." Her voice trailed off in a hiss when she slid her thigh against his, her cock rock hard against his hip. "Mmm, I can make us both feel soooo good baby."
Jax gasped as she teased, he was close and needed the torture to end. Her fingers were keeping him on the edge, but not giving him quite what he needed to finish. Oh, but fuck he wasn't sure he wanted it to end because the sensations that shot through him as she slid her fingers back and forth, in and out, changing the pressure just so...He gasped at something else she did and nodded. "Fuck." His eyes shot wide. "I need to cum." He moaned as her fingers curled and pressed. "Shit, if you keep doing that though..."
Venus's laugh was full and throaty and she moved surely, kneeling between his legs as she reached back toward the bedside table. "Now, please tell me you keep the necessities in this drawer?" She smiled slyly as her hand hovered over the handle. She waited for permission and when Jax nodded she pulled it open. She arched a brow as she glanced into the drawer and then her hand disappeared inside, her nimble fingers searched, found and then drew out a small bottle and condoms. "Good boy."
Jax heard her flick open the cap and then her fingers withdrew. His eyes snapped to her face, then her hands and he watched as she measured out some of the thin liquid onto her fingers. He watched her spread it with her other hand and then he heard her murmur something reassuring as those fingers teased back over him again, only this time they were slick and cool. His eyes glazed as she pressed two fingers back inside. There was much less resistance now, she'd worked him open and the lube was doing the rest. His hands gripped the sheets again and his eyes fell shut as she increased her pace; less teasing, more fucking with her fingers. He felt the pressure of another finger, the slight burn and pull as she stretched him further, but now she stroked his cock and he thrust up against her palm, that motion a counter balance to the insistent fingers pressing deeper and harder.
He was so focused on sensation that he didn't hear her words and when he failed to acknowledge her question she leaned over him and her hands stilled. It was then that his eyes opened. He blinked, unfocused, vulnerable and confused. "Don't stop darlin...god, not now."
Venus bent lower and brushed her lips against his. She pulled back enough to speak, "Just want to make sure you're still with me." Her hand brushed through his beard, nails scored lightly down his jawline to his chest. "Need to know you're okay with the next step." Her brow rose and she sat back.
At first Jax didn't follow, his senses were so muddled that it actually took him a moment to figure out what she was asking, but as Venus sat back and her hand slid down over her breast to cup her own cock, he understood. He watched as she donned a condom and opened the little bottle again. This time her eyes were on his as she spread the slippery fluid over her cock and stroked herself hard with her hand. Jax swallowed and nodded, his own cock jumping in response to the visual tease of her hand moving up and down her length while she pulled at her nipple with the other. "Jesus..."
"A few men have complimented me on the religiosity of the experience I can provide, but I don't believe I've ever been confused with the good lord himself before." She winked as she gently shoved his knee to the side and grabbed his hips. She picked up the lube and added a few drops to her fingers, slid them over Jax's tight hole and lined herself up. "Though feel free to sing my praises to the heavens." She winked, leaned forward and pressed the tip of her cock slowly inside.
Jax was up on his elbows, but the pressure and stretch had him flat on his back in seconds. "Oh...for the love of..." his voice gave out with a hiss.
"Shh, breathe with it baby." Venus's voice was strained as she struggled for control.
"Fuck this..." He forced his words through clenched teeth as his erection faded. He started to wonder why he'd let things get this far. "Shit's easy...for...you to say." His words were clipped. He had his neck arched and eyes screwed shut. He felt anxious and tight.
"Jackson, look at me." A strong hand snaked up his chest to his shoulder and when he lifted his head she cocked her's to the side. "Come on baby, relax for me...it'll get good. I promise." She gave him a pouty smile. "Besides, if you don't love it, you can always fuck me later."
The thought spurred at him and had his blood heated again in seconds. The growl rumbled up from his throat and he canted his hips, rocking Venus and making her hips slide forward. He felt her cock inch deeper into his tight, stretched body and he tried not to gasp, but he wasn't able. He was pretty damn sure she caught the flash of pain that shadowed his face, but shit, her words had sent his mind reeling. His flagging cock jerked back to life against his taut belly as the blood rushed back in at the thought of pounding into her. He moaned as he reached for her, found her neck and pulled her down to kiss along her neck and jaw. He lifted his head, gave her a sinful smile and added. "I plan to either way, darlin'."
Then, his thoughts were gone. Her hand was back to his now half-hard cock and she stroked him, bent over his chest, bit at his nipple and then pulled her hips back. She withdrew all but the tip of her cock before she slid slowly, and completely back inside. She shivered when he moaned, "Fuck yes," under her and the timbre of it rocked through her.
Her moves were deliberate as she skillfully pressed forward to move deeper in a slow, steady slide only to withdraw just as slowly inch, by agonizing inch. She kept him off guard, her rhythm never quite regular, her movements never quite the same. Sometimes she drove straight in, yet other times she added a wicked little twist to her hips, the only constant was that the movements were never quick or hurried. Jax's breath rushed out with another gasp. His mouth found hers and his teeth tugged at her lower lip until his tongue slipped past to follow the rhythm of her invading cock. When she moaned into his mouth he wanted more, but he understood she was in control and this slow, steady pace was meant to tease and torture. That didn't mean he wasn't getting desperate, and the sounds he made were meant to encourage as much as beg, but he realized quickly that she wasn't in a rush; not yet anyway.
The in and out, the slow steady glide over his prostate, while she teased his cock with her hand drove him senseless. His head dropped back, the air left his lungs with a hiss and his teeth bit down on his lower lip as he gripped at her ass to pull her closer. He wasn't quite sure what it was what he wanted, but he knew he was drowning in sensation and he couldn't remember when he'd ever felt so much at the same time. The pressure built differently being fucked than it did when he was doing the fucking, and right then he would have admitted that he didn't know which he preferred, because he was about to beg for more.
Venus moved then and his eyes moved to her face, found her eyes and he saw his need echoed there. He didn't try to stop her when she sat up on her knees, reached for his legs and moved them up to rest on her shoulders. He knew instinctively that the position would provide her a different angle and allow for deeper penetration. Her hands slid to his hips and he grunted at the shift, and then again when her nails stung against his skin. He watched with hooded eyes as she licked her lips, her eyes moving over his body and he felt her cock thicken inside of him. Not surprised when his own cock jumped in response just before her hips shot forward with a snap so sharp and hard that it had her balls slapping against his ass. He felt her length slide deep, the head of her cock hitting him in just the right place. He moaned, squirmed against her, the bed, sensation and his eyes lost some focus. His neck arched back as he moved to meet her thrusts. He had no idea how to define the way he felt or the sounds he made, but it felt right; base, animalistic and honest.
She made a sound in her own throat and thrust forward again. "That feel good baby?" Her hips jerked rapidly against him, even as her hands grabbed at his legs and pulled him closer "You're so fucking beautiful Jackson and my god, you feel so amazing." She bit at his calf playfully between thrusts and another moan slipped past her swollen lips before she added. "Mmmm, I can die happy now..."
Noises fell from his throat, his head pressed into the mattress as he strained toward her wanting to get closer, needing more. He was so wrapped up in the way he felt that he almost missed her words.
"Touch yourself Jackson...let me watch you cum while I fuck you." Her words were low, thick with her own need, and Jax noticed that her voice had lost some of its usual breathiness. He released the sheet and his hand slid over his belly to slowly wrap around his seeping cock. It was still slightly slick from the lube Venus had used earlier, so it slid through his fist easily when he lifted his hips. He raised his head to watch and gasped at the dangerous look on Venus's face.
She hummed in her throat and nodded before she licked her lips and added. "Do it baby..." She pressed forward and smiled when he gasped. "Make yourself cum...so hot watching you..." Her hands left his hips and found her breasts. She pulled her nipples, eyes half lidded, but still on the man under her.
Jax didn't hesitate and his hand moved down his length, grip hard, strokes even and firm. He twisted on the way down, pulled a bit on the way up even as his hips matched each thrust of hers. His eyes stayed on Venus as she fucked him. He felt the heat and pressure build and coil. He knew he was almost there and his pace quickened, his hips hitched and stuttered as his need started to affect his rhythm. He bit his lip, gasped and then exploded over his hand. His hips kept moving, Venus kept thrusting and his hand moved with the rhythm until he'd emptied himself completely onto his belly and chest.
Venus purred and grinned over him, obviously satisfied with herself, but then her moves became quicker and harder as if she tried to get deeper. Each and every thrust had only one purpose and her breathing turned erratic, came in little gasping puffs as her hands left her breasts to press Jax's legs apart. She spread him wide and then pulled at his hips, moving him closer and sending her cock almost impossibly deeper. Her words were grunted out between thrusts. "Fuck yeah...so pretty...covered in...your cum baby." She slammed into him again and again. Her nails dug into his hips and ass with bruising intensity and then with a low sound she leaned over him, hips pressed hard against him as she came. Her hips moved twice more, her head fell forward as she released his legs and then she collapsed onto Jax's chest with a sigh.