Jax's hands slid down my hips and my legs, then wondered beneath my dress. My breath hitched in my throat as he dug his fingers into my skin. He still held me pressed against the wall, not allowing me to move an inch. I felt his erection between my legs, hard and ready.

His lips travelled down my neck, planting soft kisses along the way, causing me to squirm against him, needing more pressure.

"Patience, Odette." He whispered and lifted my dress up.

I've been patient enough. I've been patient for two years.

The thong I wore felt almost non-existent as he leaned his lower body against mine, the fabric of his jeans scratching my nakedness. His fingers hooked my panties and pulled them down roughly. The feel of the breeze against my pussy surprised me.

"Are you gonna fuck me here?" I asked, catching his earlobe with my teeth and wrapping my hands around his neck. "For all the world to see?"

"Maybe I want them to see." Jax growled against my neck, and his hands gripped my hips. "Maybe I want them to see you're mine."

"Fuck." I gasped as he grabbed my ass and lifted me off the ground.

Gosh, he felt so strong and solid against me. With my thong still around my legs, he put me down on the chaise lounge, and pulled up my dress. The thin material gathered around my chest, the straps slid down my shoulders, revealing my bra.

The cold winter air slammed into my body, and a shiver ran down my spine.

"Are you cold?"

Hell, no.

"No." I breathed as he settled over me, the bulge in his jeans probing at my exposed entrance.

Fuck, the friction would finish me off before he even managed to fuck me.

"You're not patient, babe." Jax took my hands and put them above my head.

Both of my wrists fit inside his one hand. My breath hitched at the thought of being trapped underneath him.

"No." I agreed, staring straight into his eyes. "I'm impatient by nature."

He moved against me, his jeans scratching my naked pussy. Pleasure licked my spine in the neediest, most satisfying way. It's been two years since someone touched me. And with Lucia in the living room, I couldn't even touch myself.

I tore at his hand, trying to set myself free so that I could touch him, but he held me down firmly.

"Jax-" I growled.

"Shh." He reached for the band of his jeans with his free hand and unclasped his belt, "I'll fuck you, Odette. I'll fuck you now and I'll fuck you later. On this chaise lounge, up against the wall, and in the damn shower. I'll fuck your pussy, your pretty mouth, and your ass. Just relax and you'll get everything you need and more."

I swallowed and braced myself, my heart hammering away, my pussy pulsating. His words shut up my complaints and I took in a steady breath.

"Keep your hands above your head." He commanded, then placed a kiss on my lower lip and let go of my wrists.

My heart settled into a steady rhythm, and I kept my hands above my head, even though I desperately wanted to run them through his hair, touch his chest, trail his tattoos with my fingers. Jax took off his hoodie, revealing the black tee underneath, and the tats climbing up his arms. He leaned over me then, and unclasped my bra. Cold air touched my nipples, making them hard.

Jax leaned his lower body against mine, and his erection, still tucked inside his boxers, pushed against my naked skin. I moaned shamelessly, grinding against him.

"Jax." My hands fought to stay above my head as he rolled his tongue around my nipple.

"Just let go." He whispered, his hot breath leaving cold trails where his tongue touched me.

His hand slid between my legs and he pinched my clit, trapping it between his thumb and forefinger without hesitation. I closed my eyes, my whole world narrowing to the sensation between my legs.

"Look at me." He commanded, then took my nipple between his teeth and nibbled lightly.

I opened my eyes immediately, only to catch his devilish gaze. My back arched, my hands moved on their own, ending in his soft hair.

He grunted, and in less than a second, a hand caught my wrists and put them above my head again.

"Fuck." I moaned as he slapped my pussy, then pushed two fingers inside roughly.

The sudden intrusion sent a jolt of pain through my spine, but quickly turned into bliss. God, it felt good to be full. It felt good to be touched. With everything I had, I tried not to come immediately all over his fingers.

"I told you to keep your hands above your head." Jax moved his fingers in and out, while his other hand moved from my wrists to my hair.

"I'm not good at impulse control." I moaned, squirming against his fingers.

"I'm gonna teach you how to be a good girl."

He retracted his fingers, leaving me feeling empty, and increasingly more hot and bothered. As he stood up and smirked at me, I wanted nothing more than to touch myself, but I kept my hands above my head.

Jax took his boxers off, letting his cock free. The sight of his tattooed body and his hard as rock length almost sent me over the edge on its own. I braced myself, my heart hammering away in my chest, and watched him intently as he put on the condom.

"Jax-" My voice sounded hoarse and needy, and I squirmed on the chaise lounge, needing to feel him against me again. "Please."

He nudged my legs apart with his knees and settled between them. His body hovered over me, and instead of feeling threatened and trapped, I felt free and alive. A twinge of fear dug its way to the surface through the excitement. I liked him too much, I wanted him too much.

"Please what?" He planted a small kiss on my lips. "Tell me."

His dark eyes stared into mine, aflame with desire and need, and something deeper, darker and more consuming. Fear clawed at the rational part of my brain, the part that knew this was a mistake and it wouldn't end good for anyone involved.

"Please." I moaned as he pressed his cock against my entrance, sliding up and down. "Please, fuck me."

"Are you gonna behave?" He kissed me again, his tongue pushing past my teeth.

I nodded as best as I could, keeping my hands firmly glued to the chair.

He pushed inside me slowly, just the tip. The stretching sensation made me gasp and grab the edge of the chair above me.

"That's it." He whispered in my ear, took my nipple between his fingers and twisted. "You can take it."

Another inch.

Goddammit, he was huge.

I gasped as he slid another inch inside.

Instead of shoving all the way in, he stilled inside me two thirds in, and his fingers reached between my legs, straight to my clitoris. He gazed at me as he began to rub. Electricity spiked through my pussy, up my spine, until I let out a loud, wanton moan, and my eyelids fluttered. With him inside me, and his fingers on my clit, I couldn't stop the orgasm building inside my core, ready to explode through me with vengeance for all the years of neglect.

"That's right, come for me, baby." Jax whispered, his words almost sending me over the edge.

Every nerve-ending in my body pulsated, reaching impossible heights, and right as my world slipped from the edge, Jax shoved his cock inside me completely, making me gasp, and claw, and cry out as all impulse control left me, and a world-shattering orgasm coursed through me.

Jax scooped me up with his cock still inside me, and me still recovering from the aftershocks of the orgasm, and carried me to the bedroom. I didn't care where we went, I just wanted him to fuck me, fuck me until I lose consciousness.

He put me down on the bed, and pulled out of me.

"Turn around." He commanded, and took his erection in his hand. "Now."

Fuck.

I licked my lips, my eyes trailing his chiselled chest, and the V-cut abs leading to his hard, veiny cock. Jax's eyes darkened considerably when he caught my gaze, and my heart thudded with anticipation at the thought of what he might do if I don't listen.

"Odette." He raised his eyebrow, his voice low and hoarse. "Turn around."

I chuckled, and lay down on my bed, on my back. At the sight of him looming over the bed, desire awakened inside me once more, and my hand travelled between my legs, to my wet, swollen clitoris.

"And what if I refuse?" I teased my clit with my fingers, and watched Jax's gaze waver to my pussy, along with his determination, and his jaw tensed for a moment.

Then, he leaned over the bed, grabbed both my hips, and flipped me around before I realised what was happening. I yelped once on my knees, and my heart raced with anticipation. Jax circled my waist with his long arm and pulled up my upper body, until his erection nestled safely between my butt cheeks, and his lips dragged across the nape of my neck.

My breaths became short and shallow as his cock slid from my wet slit all the way to the pucker between my butt cheeks.

"You're not ready for what I'd do to you." He took my earlobe between his teeth and nipped at the soft skin.

"Fuck." I moaned as one of his hands went straight between my legs, and the other squeezed my boob.

Jax's cock slipped inside me without warning, and I gasped once again, desire searing through me with relentless intensity. This time, however, he wasted no time. He held me tightly against his body as he fucked me from behind; quickly, harshly, wildly. Excitement licked my spine at the thought of being completely at his mercy, his cock pounding me, his hands roaming all over my body like he owned every inch of me.

Suddenly, he let go of my waist, and pushed me down into the pillows. Letting go completely, I moaned his name over and over again. Jax grabbed a fistful of my hair, his cock pulsating inside me, filling me, stretching me. His grunts filled my ears like a siren's song, like a melody that would always end up sending me straight to heaven, no matter how many times I heard it on repeat.

The mixture of pleasure and pain, and the sound of my name on his lips made me cum again, this time with even more freedom. Some primal desire for all the world to hear me came over me, and I shouted his name. Jax leaned over me, his hand sliding between my legs, and his fingers pinching my clitoris in the middle of an orgasm.

He throbbed inside me, and whispered my name in my ear, while his fingers relentlessly prolonged my orgasm. I came hard; my entire body shuddering, relieving stress, letting go of everything. Jax came right after me with one hard pound, his cock stilling.

As the aftermath of the orgasm still shimmered inside me, I thought I might finally fall asleep.