FORBIDDEN LUST: MY FATHER-IN-LAW

Chapter 6

Bella couldn’t stay in that bed another second. The weight of Julian’s sleeping body beside her felt suffocating now. Every soft snore reminded her of the messages she had read, the necklace, the way he had laughed about lasting for hours with someone else. Her heart was still raw, but underneath the pain something else had taken root. A decision.

She slipped out of bed quietly, her bare feet silent on the cool floor. She didn’t bother with a robe. She was still wearing the thin white nightdress she had put on earlier. Her hands trembled as she opened the bedroom door and stepped into the hallway.

The mansion was dark and quiet, but she knew where to go.

Jax’s study.

The door was slightly ajar, warm light spilling out into the corridor. She pushed it open without knocking.

Jax sat behind his desk, reading something on his laptop. He looked up the moment she entered. His eyes darkened instantly when he saw her standing there in the doorway, hair loose, cheeks still flushed from crying earlier.

“Bella,” he said, voice low and rough. He closed the laptop slowly. “You shouldn’t be here.”

She stepped inside and closed the door behind her, leaning against it for a moment. Her heart hammered so hard she could feel it in her throat.

“I know,” she whispered. “But I can’t stop thinking about you. I tried. God, I tried so hard.”

Jax stood up and rounded the desk. He stopped a few feet away from her, giving her space, but his gaze burned. “What changed?”

Bella’s eyes filled with tears again, but she blinked them back. She didn’t want to talk about Julian right now. Not the details. Not yet.

“He hurt me,” she said simply. “And I’m tired of hurting.”

For a long moment, Jax just looked at her. Then he closed the distance between them in two strides. His big hand cupped her face, thumb brushing away a stray tear.

“You’re sure?” he asked, voice rough with restraint. “Once we do this, there’s no going back.”

Bella nodded, her breath shaky. “I’m sure.”

That was all he needed.

Jax pulled her into a kiss that stole the air from her lungs. It wasn’t gentle. It was hungry, deep, claiming. His tongue swept into her mouth as he backed her against the door, one thick thigh pressing between her legs. Bella moaned into the kiss, her hands fisting in his shirt. She could feel how hard he already was against her stomach.

He broke the kiss only to trail his mouth down her neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” he growled against her throat. “How many nights I’ve stroked my c**k thinking about you moaning my name.”

Bella whimpered, her hips rocking against his thigh. The confession sent fresh heat flooding between her legs.

Jax’s hands moved down her body, sliding under her nightdress. He cupped her bare ass and lifted her effortlessly, wrapping her legs around his waist as he carried her to the large couch in the corner of the study.

He laid her down gently but his eyes were anything but. He stripped off his shirt, revealing the powerful chest and arms she had fantasized about for so long. Then he was on her again, kissing her deeply while his hand slipped between her thighs.

“Already so wet for me,” he murmured against her lips, sliding two thick fingers through her folds. “This p***y has been aching for Daddy, hasn’t it?”

Bella gasped at the word, nodding frantically. She didn’t care anymore. She wanted this. She needed this.

Jax pushed two fingers inside her, curling them perfectly. Bella cried out, back arching off the couch. He f****d her slowly with his fingers while his thumb circled her c**t, building her up with devastating precision. His mouth moved to her breasts, sucking hard on one n****e through the thin fabric before pulling the nightdress up and off completely.

When she was naked beneath him, he sat back for a moment, drinking in the sight of her.

“Look at you,” he said, voice thick. “So f*****g beautiful. And all mine tonight.”

He lowered his head between her thighs and licked a long, slow stripe up her p***y. Bella’s hands flew to his hair as he devoured her, tongue f*****g deep, then sucking hard on her c**t. He ate her like a man starved, groaning against her wetness. She came hard within minutes, thighs clamping around his head as she moaned his name loudly.

But Jax didn’t stop. He kept licking her through the orgasm, drawing it out until she was shaking and oversensitive.

Only then did he stand up and push his pants down. His c**k sprang free — thick, long, and rock hard. Bella’s eyes widened at the sight. He was much bigger than Julian.

Jax stroked himself slowly, watching her face. “You want this?”

“Yes,” she breathed. “Please, Jax.”

He positioned himself between her spread thighs and rubbed the thick head of his c**k against her entrance. Then he pushed inside, inch by inch, stretching her open. Bella gasped at the fullness, her nails digging into his shoulders.

“f**k, you’re tight,” he groaned, burying himself to the hilt. “So perfect for me.”

He started moving, slow deep thrusts at first, letting her adjust. But soon the pace quickened. He f****d her harder, one hand wrapping around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her head spin with pleasure. His other hand slapped her ass sharply as he drove into her.

Bella cried out with every thrust, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the study. She came again, clenching hard around his c**k, but he didn’t slow down.

He flipped her over suddenly, pulling her onto her hands and knees. He spanked her ass hard, leaving red marks as he slammed back inside her from behind. The new angle made her see stars.

“You’re mine now, Bella,” he growled, pounding into her. “This married p***y belongs to me.”

She moaned loudly, pushing back against him, lost in the overwhelming pleasure. He reached around and rubbed her c**t while f*****g her relentlessly. She came a third time, screaming into the couch cushion.

Only then did Jax let go. He buried himself deep and came with a low, guttural groan, filling her with hot, thick pulses of c*m. He kept thrusting through it, pushing it deeper, marking her completely.

They collapsed together on the couch, breathing hard. Jax pulled her against his chest, one big hand stroking her back gently.

Bella lay there, heart still racing, feeling full of him and completely changed.

She had crossed the line.

And she didn’t regret it.