Chapter 4: First Taste
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Jax pushed me down to my knees in the middle of the suite. The thick carpet bit into my skin. My tiny black dress rode up, leaving my dripping p***y completely exposed to both men.
“Time to worship a real c**k,” he growled.
My hands trembled as I pulled his zipper down. His massive, veiny c**k sprang free—thick, heavy, at least nine inches of pure dominance. Much bigger than Jimmy’s. My mouth watered. My core throbbed with shameful need.
I wrapped my lips around the fat head and moaned at the taste. Jax groaned, fisted my hair, and shoved deeper, forcing more of his length down my throat.
“That’s it… choke on it, married slut.”
Tears streamed down my face as he face-f****d me roughly. His heavy balls slapped my chin. Thick saliva dripped from my mouth onto my heaving t**s. Smeared red lipstick. Ruined makeup. I looked like a complete mess—and I’d never felt more alive.
From the corner, Jimmy moaned. “She looks so good sucking you…”
The words stung with humiliation, but my p***y clenched harder. This was my husband getting off on watching a dangerous stranger use me.
Jax suddenly pulled out and slapped his wet c**k across my face. “Beg for my d**k in your p***y, whore.”
“Please f**k me,” I gasped, voice hoarse. “Please ruin my married cunt with your big cock.”
He laughed darkly, yanked me up, and bent me over the back of the couch. He flipped my dress up and slammed every inch inside me in one brutal thrust.
“Fuuuuck!” I screamed. The stretch burned in the best way. He was so deep I felt him in my belly.
Jax pounded me like an animal—hips slamming against my ass, one hand choking my throat, the other spanking me red. “Tell your husband how much better I feel!”
“So much better!” I cried. “Your c**k is ruining me! Jimmy never made me feel like this!”
Jimmy whimpered and came hard onto his own stomach, eyes locked on us.
Jax didn’t stop. He f****d me straight through my first explosive orgasm. My p***y squirted around his thick c**k as I screamed.
He carried me to the bed, threw me onto my back, spread my legs wide, and drove back in with deep, punishing strokes.
“Look at your wife,” he taunted Jimmy. “She’s creaming all over my c**k like a desperate whore.”
I came again, harder, body shaking uncontrollably.
“Beg for my c*m,” Jax demanded, tightening his grip on my throat.
“Please c*m inside me! Fill my married p***y!”
With a low roar he buried himself deep and exploded. Thick, hot ropes flooded me—so much that it leaked out around his c**k as he kept thrusting.
He wasn’t finished.
He pulled out and forced my head down. “Clean your mess, whore.”
I sucked his c*m-covered c**k eagerly, tasting our mixed juices while Jimmy watched with devastated eyes.
As I licked him clean, a phone buzzed loudly on the floor. Jax glanced at the screen. His expression darkened.
“f**k,” he muttered.
He pulled free of my mouth and stood, still half-hard and glistening. “Change of plans. We’re not leaving this suite tonight.”
Jimmy sat up, still messy with his own c*m. “What do you mean?”
Jax looked at both of us, serious for the first time. “My crew’s in deep s**t with a rival gang. They’re looking for me. Hotel’s on lockdown—heavy snowstorm outside, and now security is crawling everywhere because of a threat. We’re stuck here until morning… at least.”
My heart raced. Trapped in this suite with my husband and the man who just destroyed me.
Jax’s smirk returned, but there was real danger in his eyes now. “Looks like your filthy New Year’s gift just became a lot more complicated, cuck.” He pointed at me, c*m still dripping down my thighs. “And you… you’re not done being shared tonight.”
Jimmy’s face twisted with leftover arousal and growing regret. “This wasn’t supposed to”
“Too late,” Jax cut him off, pulling me possessively against his chest. “She’s already addicted.”
I shivered, caught between the two menone I married, and one who had just claimed me in the most primal way.
Outside, the snow fell harder.
Inside, the real storm was only beginning.
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