Spurned but not broken

chapter 6

Her eyes following the movements of his hands, landing on his belt. As he slowly unbuckled it and slid it off, Amelie slowly licked her lips, anticipating what was to come.

Jaxon chuckled deeply, throwing his belt aside as he undid the button of his jeans and lowered the zipper, sliding the crisp black jeans down his muscular legs, feeling Amelie watching his every move.

As he stood back up, Amelie slid herself off the bed, softly placing her hands on his toned chest and began to trace his chest, her hands lowering inch by agonizing inch. Jaxon hissed in pleasure, barely able to resist, wanting to touch her and taste every part of her.

Amelie lowered herself to the ground, kneeling in front of him as her fingers ran across the waistband of his boxers, teasingly lowering them until they were by his ankles. Her eyes hooded as she looked back up.

her seductive gaze meeting his hardened member, bulging to the point of looking painful. she licked her lips again as she turned her gaze upwards to meet his eyes looking back at her with the same fervent she felt.

whilst looking at him eye to eye, her hand grazed his thing as she gently reached around his shaft, licking the tip. Jaxon couldn't decide whether to close his eyes in ectasy or keep watching her as her lips and tongue continued their route of arousal and pleasure.

when she gradually reached the base, she licked the underside of his hard c**k all the way to the tip before parting her lips and sliding it into her mouth, not moving, just gliding her tongue around it.

Jaxon, allowing himself to be swept up by the sensation, hissed though clenched teeth in pleasure. His hands finding themselves wrapped up in her long, silky hair, as she slowly started sucking and licking, guiding him in and out of her wet mouth. She continued, alternating between taking him in deep and speeding up.

He could feel his end coming, and reluctantly pulled himself away from her wanting mouth, taking her hand and helping her to her feet. He quickly wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her into him, his mouth instantly finding hers and their tongues swirled together. His hands roaming her body, caressing every part of her he could reach.

As they continued, he unzipped the back of her dress and pulled it down, letting it slide to the floor, never once breaking contact from their steamy kiss until they were both gasping for breath.

His eyes drifting down her body, landing on her breasts as his hand reached around to grab her ass, and he devoured her lips again.

Pulling her closer to him as he lifted her up, she instinctively wrapped her legs round his waist, before laying her back on the edge of the bed. He knelt down in front of her as his hands traveled up her legs, caressing and kissing his way up her things until he reached her underwear.

he lean forward and licked her mound through her lace thong, before gently pulling it down her legs and throwing it across the room. Before Amelie could catch her breath, he placed his face between her legs and began licking and sucking her delicate bud. Soft moans flowing from her lips and she started to writhe on the bed, touching herself.

His tongue parting her folds, and it delved deeper inside, his hands reaching up, one pulling her bra aside, and he began to twist and pull at a n****e, the other rubbing her now moistened bud.

Feeling the pressure building in her stomach, Amelie moans started becoming breathier, louder.

Hearing her moans, feeling her squirm under his touch while tasting her, Jaxon couldn't help but let out a guttural growl, his own arousal reaching his peak and he couldn't wait any longer to feel himself inside her.

leaving kisses and nips as he worked his way up her body until he was facing her, a dark sultry smile on his lips.

"Are you ready princess?"

Breathing heavily, Amelie put her hands in his hair, giving it a firm tug as her answer. Smirking at her reply, in one swift, fast movement, Jaxon thrust himself inside her. Amelie gasped from the sensation, having never felt so full.

Her ex hadn't been the most impressive man in bed, and she'd always been left wanting, but just from simply entering her, Amelie felt more fulfilled than she ever had with him.

Waiting until she'd gotten used to his size and her breathing had steadied, Jaxon began moving, thrusting in and out, slowly increasing his speed as her moans became louder.

Both of them losing themselves in the passion of the moment, the sounds of moans and slapping ringing through the suite.

"f**k! You're so wet and tight!" Jaxon growled as he continued slamming into Amelie, her nails dragging down his back in response.

Feeling her walls begin to tighten, Jaxon knew she was close. He was as well, so he picked up his pace. Amelie, no longer able to control her voice was moaning louder than she'd ever known possible as she felt her climax washing over her. Jaxon, reaching his own peek, gave a few final deep, hard thrusts as his own waves of pleasure released inside her.

He collapsed next to her on the bed, both hazy-eyed, and they drifted into sleep.

The next morning, struggling to even open his eyes, Jaxon rolled over to find the back of a woman he didn't quite recognize asleep next to him. Slowly sitting up and rubbing his head in an attempt to soothe the pounding in his temples, he attempted to remember what had happened the previous night that had led to this morning. Fuzzy half-memories of a woman at the club, a drink, the back of his car, and even less clear images of what had happened in his room drifted through his mind. He quietly got out of ed and entered the bathroom, turning on the shower and letting the hot water wash over him.