over her body while he shifted down and took a nipple inside his mouth. Chyna moaned and squirmed beneath him. His erection brushed against her inner thigh. The night before when they’d been together, he hadn’t let her explore him. This time she wouldn’t miss out on the opportunity.
Jaxon released her nipple and kissed his way over to the other. Chyna threaded her fingers through his hair and brought his head up so he looked at her. “I want to touch you. Roll over onto your back.”
In a smooth motion, Jaxon did as she asked and yanked his t-shirt up and over his head. With his gaze locked on hers, he threw it over the side of the bed. Chyna shifted so she knelt at his side and looked at his bared upper body. His chest and shoulders were wide and thickly padded with muscle. Even his abs were a well-defined six-pack.
Before Chyna focused on the part of Jaxon that was still clothed, her gaze snagged on the tattoo he had on the left side of his chest directly over his heart. It was black and the style was ancient-Egyptian-looking. Inside a cartouche was the jackal-headed god, Anubis. In one hand he held an ankh and in the other a flail. She reached out and gently traced it with her fingertips. Jaxon made a low, rumbling noise that sounded pretty damn close to a growl.
Chyna skimmed her hand lower over his warm skin. She stopped at the waistband of his jeans. The bulge inside his pants was large. She knew Jaxon was big from when she’d cupped him. This time she’d get to feel him without anything coming between his cock and her hand.
She undid the button and pulled down the zipper. Parting the material, she encountered a pair of black silk boxers. Jaxon was so aroused the head of his cock stuck out the top of them. She licked her lips in anticipation of getting up close and personal with it.
“If you don’t touch me soon, I’m going to explode,” Jaxon said in a strained voice.
Chyna lifted her gaze to his. “Then take off your jeans and boxers and I’ll do just that.”
Jaxon’s hands landed on the top of his jeans and he tugged them and his boxers down and off with quick, hard pulls. Wetness leaked into Chyna’s panties at the sight of him naked. The man had a killer body. Having him once wouldn’t be enough.
She shifted to straddle his thighs. Her gaze landed on his cock. It was thick and long. He would completely fill her up. Stretch her pussy in the most delicious of ways. The thought of it plunging deep inside her sent a shiver of anticipation through her. He’d more than feel good.
Chyna reached out and wrapped her hand around Jaxon’s cock. He groaned, his hips lifting a small increment off the bed. She squeezed him and pumped her fist up and down. He matched her rhythm, pushing his shaft harder into her grip.
“Just like that,” he moaned.
A bead of pre-cum appeared on the very tip of his cock. Her pussy clenched and more of her wetness soaked her panties. Unable to hold back from tasting him anymore, Chyna bent and first licked off the pre-cum before she took him inside her mouth. She sucked on him hard, sliding him in and out. His cock grew even harder as Jaxon’s breaths left him in groans and moans.
She kept a firm grip on the base of his shaft as she took him almost to the back of her throat. Each stroke out, she paid extra attention to the spot underneath the flared head. With her other hand, she reached down and gently fondled his balls.
All too soon, Jaxon pulled her away from him. He flipped her to her back before he worked on undoing her pants. “I loved having you suck my cock, but I’m not coming that way.”
Jaxon tore her jeans down her legs and off, then snagged her panties with his fingers and took those off too. That done, he came down on top of her with his hips wedged between her spread legs. The head of his cock came to rest against the opening of her body. They both took sharp breaths.
He reached between them, took hold of his cock and rubbed the very tip of
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