Pucking My Best Friend's Little Sister

Chapter Two

RILEY’S POV

Jax cursed under his breath, pulled me closer with one strong hand, and crushed his mouth against mine.

The kiss was nothing like I had imagined in all my years of obsessing over him. It was rough, hungry and almost angry.

His lips were hot and demanding, his tongue pushed into my mouth like he had been holding back for just as long as I had. I moaned into the kiss, as my hands flew up to grip his bare shoulders. His skin was still damp from the game, it felt warm and hard at the same time under my fingers.

He tasted like salt and victory and a darker element. My body reacted instantly, and heat flooded between my legs as he kissed me like he owned me. Which honestly he did.

Jax suddenly pulled back, breathing heavily and rested his forehead against mine. His eyes were full on wild and his pupils were blown wide.

“Riley… f**k,” he growled in a strained tone. “We can’t do this. Logan will kill me. He’ll kill both of us.”

I didn’t care. I had waited way too long for this. I pressed my body closer, feeling the hard ridge of his c**k against my stomach through his pants.

“I don’t care about Logan right now,” I whispered in his ears, my body was shaking with need. “I want you, Jax. I’ve always wanted you.”

He groaned like he was in pain, his hands gripped my waist so tight it almost hurt. For a second I thought he would push me away, then his control snapped.

“f**k it,” he muttered.

He lifted me like I weighed nothing and set me on the cold wooden bench in front of his locker. The wood was hard and chilled against the backs of my thighs. Jax shoved my legs apart with his knee and stepped between them, his big body crowded me completely.

His mouth came down on mine again, harder this time. One of his hands slid under my shirt, and his rough palm cupped my breast and squeezed. I gasped into his mouth as his thumb brushed over my n****e, making it harden instantly.

“You’re so f*****g soft,” he rasped against my lips. “I’ve been thinking about these t**s for longer than I should.”

He pushed my shirt up and over my head in one rough motion, tossing it aside. My bra followed quickly. The cold air of the locker room hit my bare skin, making my n*****s harden even more. Jax stared at my breasts like a starving man, then lowered his head and took one n****e into his warm mouth.

I cried out, and arched my back as he sucked hard, his tongue flicked over my sensitive bud. His other hand worked my other breast, pinching and rolling the n****e between his fingers. I could already feel my wetness soaking my panties between my legs.

“Jax… please…” I moaned, tangling my hands in his hair.

He released my n****e with a wet pop and moved lower, kissing and biting down my stomach. His hands were rough as he yanked my leggings and panties down my legs in one go, leaving me completely naked on the bench.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered in that dark, commanding voice.

I obeyed instantly, opening my thighs wide for him. Jax dropped to his knees on the concrete floor, his broad shoulders forcing my legs even wider. He stared at my p***y like it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

“You’re already so wet for me,” he growled. “This pretty little p***y is dripping.”

Before I could respond, his mouth was on me.

I cried out loudly as his tongue licked a long, slow stripe from my entrance to my c**t. He groaned against me, the vibration made me shake.

He wasn’t teasing me, he was devouring me. His tongue circled my c**t with firm pressure, then moved down to push inside me, f*****g me with it. Two thick fingers joined his tongue, stretching me open as he sucked hard on my c**t.

The pleasure was all too much for me to handle. My thighs started trembling around his head. I grabbed his hair with both hands, grinding against his face shamelessly.

“Jax—oh f**k—I’m gonna—”

He sucked my c**t harder and curled his fingers inside me, hitting a spot that made me experience another level of ecstacy. I came with a loud cry, my p***y clenched around his fingers as waves of intense pleasure crashed through me. He kept licking and sucking me through it, drawing out every last shudder until I was a shaking, whimpering mess.

Jax finally pulled back, his mouth and chin was shiny with my wetness. His eyes were dark with lust as he stood up and shoved his pants and boxers down. His c**k sprang free, and it was everything I had imagined—thick, long, and rock hard, the head already leaking with precum.

He stroked himself once, looking down at me like a predator.

“You sure you want this?” he asked roughly. “Once I’m inside you, there’s no going back, Riley.”

“I’m sure,” I breathed, spreading my legs wider for him. “I’ve been saving it for you. Take me, Jax. Please.”

He groaned and positioned the thick head of his c**k at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my soaked p***y, coating himself in my wetness, then pushed in slowly.

The stretch hurt in an instant. He was so big. I gasped and threw my hands to his shoulders as he worked his c**k into me inch by inch, slow but relentless.

“Breathe, baby,” he murmured, kissing my neck. “Relax for me. Let me in.”

I took deep breaths, trying to relax around the invasion. The pain mixed with intense pleasure as he finally bottomed out, his hips flushed against mine. He stayed still, letting me adjust, while his c**k was throbbing deep inside me.

“So f*****g tight,” he groaned against my ear. “Your p***y is squeezing me so good.”

After a moment, he started moving. Slow, deep thrusts at first, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in. Each stroke felt like it reached deeper inside me. The pain faded quickly and was replaced by pure, overwhelming pleasure.

“Faster,” I begged, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Please, Jax. f**k me harder.”

His control vanished completely.

He pulled back and slammed into me, hard. The bench creaked under us as he started f*****g me with long, powerful thrusts.

His skin slapped against mine and the wet sounds of my p***y taking his c**k filled the locker room. Jax f****d me like he was claiming me, his hips snapped forward, driving deeperer with every thrust.

I moaned loudly and my nails dug into his back even harder. “Jax—oh God—right there—”

“That’s it,” he growled, gripping my hips with one hand, while the other hand braced on the bench. “Take my c**k like a good girl. This p***y is mine now.”

He f****d me harder and faster, the gentle start was completely gone. His thrusts became savage and possessive. I felt every thick inch of him stretching me and filling me completely. My p***y clenched around him, dripping wet and making obscene sounds with every thrust.

I came again, harder than before. My walls squeezed his c**k as pleasure moved through me. I cried out his name as my whole body shook.

Jax didn’t stop. He kept pounding into me through my orgasm, chasing his own release. His breathing grew heavier and his thrusts became erratic.

“I’m close,” he growled. “f**k, Riley— I’m gonna fill you up.”

“c*m inside me,” I gasped, holding him tight. “Please, Jax. Give it to me.”

Then, with a deep, animalistic groan, Jax thrust deep one last time and came hard. I felt his c**k pulse inside me as hot spurts of c*m flooded my p***y. He stayed buried deep in, grinding against me as he emptied himself completely.

We stayed like that for a long moment, both of us breathing heavily, sweaty and trembling. Jax finally pulled out slowly, his c*m leaking out of me onto the bench.

He looked down at me and I could see the guilt already creep back into his eyes.

“Riley…” he started.

I sat up, still naked and dripping with his c*m, and looked at him with calm obsession.

Jax pulled back, breathing heavily, and ran a hand over his face.

“This never happened,” he said in a strained voice. “Stay away from me, Riley.”

I looked at him, forming a mischievous obsessed smile. “It already did…” I whispered softly. “And I want more.”