Song- PLEASE, Ex Habit
What do I need?
To sink so deep inside her, claim her as mine, and never let her go. I don’t want her to ever forget how perfect we are together.
She needs to know how much life she breathes into me.
I just fucking need her to love me forever.
Holding her tightly against me, I take us to our bedroom and quietly close the door behind me.
I let out a groan as she rolls her hips, her soaking pussy smothering my shaft. She sensually nibbles on her bottom lip, enticing me.
“Is this what you need, baby?” She purrs and I nearly explode on her.
I stumble backwards, and my back collides with the solid door.
My grip on her waist tightens as she skillfully twists my chain around my neck, applying just the right amount of pressure.
“Choke me and call me your good boy.”
Her eyes light up, and everything else fades away. I love what that does to her. The feeling of her having control over me is fucking electrifying. This has and only ever will be for my sweet Sofia.
She slips her hand between our bodies, wraps her dainty fingers around my dick, and starts to move it up and down her pussy. Those soft little moans are turning me the fuck on.
“Use me, Sofia. Claim me.”
She licks her lips and uses the tip of my cock to press on her clit as her mouth falls open.
“Please, baby.” I trace her bottom lip, pulling it back.
She slides her legs down my thighs until she is on her feet. Her eyes are sparkling as she presses down on my shoulders and I drop to my knees before her.
With her fingers tangled in my hair, she lowers her gaze to meet mine, a small smile slowly spreading across her face.
“Is that what you want? To be used like my own personal fuck toy, Jax?”
Tilting my head back, I relish the sensation of running my hands along the softness of her calves.
“I don’t just want it. I’m down on my knees begging for it, baby.” I need this. I want to feel how much she loves me. Mark me as hers again. Bring me the fuck back to life.
“You haven’t really been a good boy though, have you?”
I swallow, I haven’t. Tonight, I murdered my brother in cold blood. With no remorse, or an ounce of sadness. I will never grieve for that bastard.
She grabs hold of my chin, directing my attention back into those big beautiful eyes.
“Maybe I should make you work for it,” she teases.
She releases her hold on my face and saunters away towards the bed. I watch the way her hips sway, that curve above her ass. Fuck, she is perfect.
She twirls around and perches on the edge of the mattress. Slowly and, oh, so fucking teasingly, parting her legs as she places her hands on her knees.
“Damn, baby,” I groan.
“You know what to do, Jax. Crawl to me and then you can fuck me as hard as you want.”
I clench my jaw to suppress the moan that’s trying to break free.
Holy shit.
Her swollen, soaking cunt is begging for me and I am just as desperate for her. To fill her with me, to watch as my cum spills down her thighs.
To make her mine.
“I’ll stay on my damn hands and knees for the rest of my life, sweetheart, if it means I can sink into that pretty pussy.”
Crawling silently, my eyes are fixed on her as I watch the blush slowly making its way up her neck. Reaching her feet, I indulge in the feel of her smooth skin as I sensually lick up the inside of her calf. Pulling myself up to climb on top of her, she tugs me closer and presses her lips to mine.
I flip us over onto my back, hooking my arm under her body and bring her hand to my neck.
“You wanna ride me, sweetheart?” I smirk.
She doesn’t answer with words, but by lifting herself up and guiding the tip of my dick into her. With a tight grip on my throat, she lowers herself. Her mouth makes the perfect little ‘o’ and her eyes flutter closed.
“Halfway, baby. Keep going,”
I slap her thigh to spur her on and her gaze locks onto mine. With my hands grabbing each ass cheek, I lift her up and down to ride my dick, pushing her down all the way to the base.
“Shit, Sof. You feel so good,” I grunt.
“Harder,” she cries out.
That turns me completely feral for her. I push my hips up and drive into her without stopping, feeling the tension build in every muscle of my body.
“I’m so close, so close, Jax.”
Sweat beads on my forehead, my head goes fuzzy as I surge towards my release.
“Squeeze my neck, now!” I grit out.
With the blood rushing in my ears, I seize the opportunity to wrap my fingers around her throat, so we can share the overwhelming sensation that consumes me. I keep fucking her until every drop of my soul has left my body.
She collapses against my chest. I wrap her in my arms, pressing a kiss to the top of her head as I try to regain my breath.
“I love you, Sofia. I love you so damn much,” I whisper.
I feel the soft stroke of her fingers on my cheek as she lifts herself up, her eyes meeting mine.
I hope she realizes one day how deep my love truly runs for her, and that I can show her just how special she is.
“I love you, Jax. More than life itself, always remember that.”
Softly, she kisses me, and I am completely absorbed in her touch, shutting out the world.
“You’re safe now, Jax. We got through the storm and now we live.”
Holding her tightly, I let her words resonate.
We have been dragged through hell, and she has seen me at my worst. She took my broken pieces and put them back together.
She loves me for who I am.
I am home.
