
His Merciless Queen
Latanya Bingham · Ongoing · 127.1k Words
Introduction
"Call me sick for getting off to my woman being fucked by another man, but you like it." Jaxon started in my direction, slowly stalking toward me. I involuntarily take a few steps back as he begins to speak.
"The thrill, the anticipation. You love the sheer pleasure we both give to you whenever your pussy is being penetrated by either of us."
"Do you dream about us, princess? Having both of us fucking and filling your tight holes with our cum,"
"I do." There was no point in lying anymore; he's already discovered my deepest, darkest fantasies just by staring at the expressions on my face.
"Your pussy is probably dripping wet at the mention of it." Jaxon had me trapped between him and the wall, his fingers tauntingly inching their way up my inner thigh. We both stiffened when he reached the sore-sensitive bundle of nerves- my slickness coating his fingers. He growled, roughly turning me around and pressing me into the wall.
"So wet, just as I fucking thought you would be." Excitement and lust had me tongue-tied with nipples so hard I could feel each bud pressing through my dress.
"I hope he had his fun with you, cause now it's my turn." Jaxon found the zipper on my dress and pulled it down. I dropped my hands, allowing him to easily remove the sleeves from my shoulders.
"I'm guessing you're sore." I nodded slightly.
"You'll give me your ass then." My eyes widened as Jaxon took a step closer, shifting his body weight onto me, and within seconds, I felt his erection pulsing against my bare ass.
Chapter 1
Upon leaving my room, I smirk tying the strings of the red short silk robe I'm wearing and with every step I take, slowly walking down the staircase you could hear the faltering CLICK of my stilettos.
I set foot into the kitchen going straight over to the mini bar pouring two glasses of the most expensive liquor from my collection.
Sitting by the island, I took a sip feeling the familiar burn of the Burban as it went down my throat and into my stomach. As expected the bing of the elevator was heard and I found myself bitting down on the corner of my lower lip, something I tend to do when I'm a bit nervous. My breath hitched when the doors of the elevator part revealing a very handsome man wearing a black Armani suit. Our eyes made contact and he nibbled on his lower lip raking his eyes over my body, I shivered beneath his scrutinizing gaze as my lace thong became damp.
Our eyes met once more and this was when he began making his way over to where I am whilst undoing his tie.
Getting off the stool I place the wine glass down and soon I was engulfed in a bone crushing hug.
"You look rather ravishing tonight darling." I melted in his arms resting my palms on either side of his broad shoulders. He pulled away and fingers were gently placed underneath my chin slightly tilting my head upwards as he was now capturing my lips in a passionate kiss.
My body melted into his once our mouths connected and I clutch onto his collar enclosing the little space that was left between us. His lips were warm and soft. They parted slightly, allowing me to explore his mouth as our tongues tangled and went to war in our locked mouths, battling for dominance. I brought my hands to cup his cheeks having the stubble of his beard tickling my palms. Moving my hands south I felt his rock-hard abs and from there on I wanted nothing more than to just rip his clothes off and have him fuck me until I could barely walk.
So God help me.
"God I've missed you," his breath fanned against my face and I look up seeing his black orbs beaming down at me, we were both panting. I couldn't help but smile hearing him say this, I missed him too he had been gone for a week and it has been the longest week of my life.
"Welcome home, darling." I whispered pecking him twice. Pulling away I saw that he was already untying my robe now having my lingerie on display.
"Fuck, is all this for me baby?" He breathed out licking his lips that were now swollen from our previous makeout session.
"Sure is." murmuring this I sit removing my heels. A low animalistic growl erupted from him and once my heels were off he wasted no time in fully removing the robe from my half-naked body.
"Very well..." I bit the inside of my cheek growing impatient watching him unbutton his dress shirt.
He got done taking his shirt off- fidgeting, I watched his every little move as he was now holding onto my thighs.
"Jump." clutching his biceps I jumped as he helped me up to sit on the counter.
"You look beautiful, darling." He smirk, placing both my long legs upon his muscular shoulders. I lean back propping myself on my elbows watching him as he eagerly undid his belt.
I felt his fingers sliding my thong to the side grazing my wet lips. His huge member soon came in contact with my sensitive nub slowly rubbing up and down causing goosebumps to rise all over my body. I gasp feeling his tip forcefully entering me as my walls begin to stretch around his thick length. My mouth fell agape and my muscles clenched around him when i felt him sliding deeper inside-already reaching my g-spot. He pulled out and my palms flattened against his chest as i lay my back flat on the counter top.
"Please..." I begged in desperation, bringing him closer with my legs around his torso. An evil smile curled at his lips seeing me this way.
"That's it baby, I want to hear you beg, tell me exactly what you want." Re-entering me our hips collided when he starts to harshly slam himself, having me reach my braking point as I felt my orgasm building up, Arching my back off the counters my hands went to tangle in my hair pulling, fighting the urge to scream out in pleasure.
Our eyes met and his head fell back, I twitched hearing him whisper a low "Fuck" before pealing the straps of my bra off my shoulders then pulling it down exposing my bare chest to him and the slightly chill air. Taking one of my erect nipples into his warm mouth, he closed his lips sucking and nibbling while massaging the other with his hand, I shuddered at the sensation and my eyes rolled to the back of my head feeling myself drown in ecstasy. His hand came to wrap tightly around my neck as he went imaginably deeper increasing his pace.
"You like that, don't you princess?" He growl and I look down seeing his cock sliding in and out of me as I was already creaming on his dick.
"I'm cuming!" My vision clouded with tears.
"Don't." he said sternly before his thrust became sloppier.
"Jaxon, p-please-" I begged clawing at his hands.
"Fucking hold it." he plunged his dick in me and with another hard slam my body jerked, I whimpered at the lost of friction when he pulls out cumming on my stomach. I-I didn't get to finish...
After being cleaned off with a paper towel, I was lifted and carried upstairs to our bedroom. Once we reached the bed I was tossed.
Repositioning onto my elbows, my movement seized when Jaxon pointed his index at me.
"Don't move." he went into the bathroom conjoint to our room and I took this time to strip my body from the remaining piece of garments leaving myself fully naked.
A few seconds later he was back wearing an evil smirk but what got me excited was the handcuff he had.
"Lay down, princess." I did as instructed waiting in anticipation of what's to happen next. I couldn't help but gasp feeling the cold metal as they were being placed securely around my ankles. Jaxon stared at me for a split second and I cleared my throat.
"They're um, a little cold." he then came up cuffing my wrists to our bed rail leaving a kiss on my forehead. I watched closely as the devil himself tighten the ones around my ankles.
"We don't want you running now, do we?" Shaking my head 'no' he started tracing his fingers down my inner thigh then between my folds feeling my wetness. Humming he sucked his fingers off, satisfied with the taste of my juice.
My breath hitched when he pulled both his pants and boxers down, displaying his member that had seemed to have gotten even bigger than a couple of minutes ago.
"Why look so scared? It's nothing you've never taken before" he gave a low chuckle coming between my legs.
"I'll manage." I was a panting moaning mess as I felt him run his tongue across my jawline going down and kissing between the valley of my breasts-i tugged at the cuffs wanting badly to roam my hands along his skin, Jaxon stopped to look at me and without breaking eye contact he slammed himself into pussy. My walls constrict feeling him grew harder inside me.
"Ah fuck!" With every thrust, he went faster and deeper. my legs begin to quiver when he continuously hit my G-spot. Jaxon quickly unceased my hands and they went to claw at his back piercing his skin with my freshly done acrylic nails. I'm pretty sure that's going to leave marks on him. Arching my back off the bed, I tugged at his messy hair.
"Ohh shit!" I yell filling the room with sounds of my loud screams along with his grunts.
"Is daddy making you feel good princess?"
"Yeah-" Moaning, my eyes rolled over and I didn't miss the smirk on Jaxon's face.
"Do you love me?" My brain was going haywire, I nodded unable to think straight while he was fucking the life out of me.
"Use your words, baby. I want to hear you say it." He was driving me crazy, my head felt light and my throat was starting to hurt from repeatedly screaming his name.
"FUCK! I-I LOVE YOU!! I love you so fucking much-oh J-Jaxon!" I cried out feeling a wave of pleasure cumming undone. He groans thrusting into me one last time before pulling out and shooting his thick warm sticky semen all over my stomach all while keeping eye contact.
"I love you too, baby girl." Hovering over my body it was then I realized how harshly we were both breathing.
Kissing my lips, I winced when he slowly removed his member from my soreness, he then use a damp washcloth he brought earlier cleaning his cum off my stomach. After doing so he proceeds to uncuff my feet before slumping his naked body next to mine. Using his hand to wipe the glistening sweat beads off his forehead, my eys got heavy so I closed them as I started drifting off.
"What are you doing?" I heard Jaxon's voice, I open my eyes looking at him to find him already staring at me with a sheepish grin.
"Sleeping?" I muttered unsure and in one fast movement he flipped me over now having me facing the pillow.
"I'm not done with you just yet." He hauled me up onto my hands and knees lining up his length with my entrance.
I screamed into the pillow collapsing on my stomach face-first onto the bed, with his chest pressed against my back he kept on going with no remorse, brutally assaulting my pussy, filling me with his girth not giving me enough time to catch my breath. He went mercilessly harder and my hands gripped the sheets.
"I-i can't take it...." I was full on sobbing from the pleasurable pain-hanging onto the bed railing for dear life as he brought me back to my hands and knees, my body violenty jerk forward with each of his sloppy thrust, Jaxon pushed my head down into the pillow deepening my arch.
"Ahh! please-" screaming, I felt myself slipping into a whole new world when i felt him hitting my cervix.
"You know what to say to make me stop, say it!" I bit into the pillow refusing to use the safe word "Red" if I could just hold on a little bit longer....
"Fuck, you feel so good." he slapped my ass and I started rolling my hips.
"You like having me fuck your tight pussy? Such a good little girl." Hot tears dripped from my chin unto the pillow, you could hear the creaking sound of the bed and the headboared hitting against the wall.
....
"That was amazing." he chuckled and I giggled scooting over, he wraps his arm around me leaving a kiss on my shoulder.
"Are you okay?" I smiled at his concern. Placing a kiss on his cheek, I answered.
"I'm fine." He smiled against my skin and I roll my eyes knowing what's coming next.
I felt his hand squeeze my bum and he whispered in my ears "Would you like to go another round?" I pulled the covers over our naked body shaking my head.
"I have a meeting tomorrow Jaxon, and you're not gonna make me late again." I warned recalling the last time he said 'one more round', we ended up going until 6 in the morning!
"How was the trip?"
"Well, I signed a few contracts and got some important things out of the way. I'd say I got a lot accomplished over the past week, I won't be needing to go back to France anytime soon." I listen as he spoke.
"Good, I don't like it when you're gone for too long." he rolled his eyes.
"Don't let me get started on the 2-week trips that you take every month." reaching over I turn the lamps off and then went to lay on his chest.
"You know my work, Jaxon."
"Yeah yeah. CEO of her successful company, I don't see much difference here. The only thing is you're more of a workaholic-oww." I pinched his nipple cutting him off.
"Good night, my love." he kissed my forehead and I went off into a dreamless sleep.
((((((End of chapter one))))))
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