Chapter 162: Jax & Sabrina ( R18 )

The invitation hung in the air, a desperate plea for completion that vibrated through the very air between them.

Jax didn’t hesitate once he saw that beautiful sight, hearing her alluring voice begging for him to fuck her.

He moved with a fluid grace that belied his power, shifting his weight as he maneuvered himself between her widespread thighs. The cool air of the room contrasted sharply with the searing heat radiating from her core, a furnace of need that demanded to be stoked.

He hovered there for a moment, his heavy, swollen cock resting against the slick, glistening folds of her pussy. He gave her a slow, deliberate stroke, the head of his shaft tracing the swollen, sensitive lips before smacking wetly against her clit.

~SLAP!~

The sound was loud in the quiet room, echoing with a raw, animalistic finality. Sabrina gasped, her back bowing off the bed, her hips bucking instinctively to chase the contact as she felt Jax slapping that huge member against her soaking pussy.

Jax didn’t give her that satisfaction yet. He held her gaze, his eyes dark and possessive, before lowering himself once more.

He guided himself to her entrance, the tip pressing against the tight ring of muscle. He didn’t force it; he let her body do the work, letting her heat and her slickness pull him in. With a slow, agonizing grind of his hips, he breached her.

The sensation was indescribable. It was as if he had stepped into a realm of pure ecstasy. Her pussy was not just wet; it was alive.

It was a masterpiece of biological engineering, a perfect fit that defied all logic. As he sank deeper, he felt her inner walls ripple and clench around him, a living muscle that seemed to have a mind of its own.

It was a vice of velvet and heat. It was an intense heavenly feeling that would’ve made a weaker man cum multiple times already.

Jax felt her muscles wrap around his cock like an octopus, massaging him from every angle, sucking him in deeper, stroking him with a rhythm that was impossibly tight.

He had expected resistance, a stretching pain that would accompany such an impossibly tight fit, but there was none. Sabrina’s body was made for him, molded perfectly to accept his size. It was a pleasure so intense it bordered on the painful, a fullness that made his vision blur.

“♥Jax…♥” she breathed, her voice trembling, a broken whisper of pure sensation, “♥It’s… it’s so good…♥”

He bottomed out, his hips flush against hers, feeling the damp heat of her innermost depths. He stayed there for a moment, letting her body adjust, letting her feel every inch of him buried inside her.

He could feel her heart hammering against his chest, matching the frantic rhythm of her pulse.

Then, he began to move.

He started slow, a shallow, teasing glide that drew a sharp cry from her lips. He pulled back until just the crown was trapped inside her clenching heat, and then drove back in, hard and deep. The sensation was electric, a spark that arced between them with every thrust.

Sabrina’s back arched off the bed, her head thrown back, her neck a graceful arch of vulnerability and pure need. Her hands found his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she clawed at him, leaving small, red trails on his back.

The tempo shifted, a subtle but undeniable change in the cadence of their bodies. Jax was no longer content with the shallow, teasing glides.

Jax wanted to feel her completely, to bury himself inside her until there was no space left between them, no barrier of flesh separating their souls.

He began to pull back, his hips moving with a slow, deliberate rhythm that stretched her walls to their absolute limit. He held her gaze, his eyes burning with a fierce, masculine intensity that made her stomach flip. Then, with a groan of pure possession, he slammed forward.

~PAH!~

The impact was thunderous as Jax’s hips met hers with a wet, slapping sound that echoed through the quiet room, a stark contrast to the soft gasps of the woman beneath him.

Sabrina’s back bowed off the mattress, her spine curving into a perfect arc as her body was driven into the pillows. Her head thrashed from side to side, her long hair fanning out across the silk like a dark, tangled halo.

“♥Jax!♥” she screamed, the sound raw and ragged, tearing from her throat.

He didn’t stop. He repeated the motion, pulling back and driving forward with increasing speed. The friction was absolute, his cock rubbing against every sensitive nerve ending inside her with devastating precision.

It was a relentless assault of pleasure, a physical bombardment that left her gasping for air, her lungs burning.

His hands, which had been braced on her hips, moved up. One hand slid under her, cupping the heavy, soft weight of her breast, his fingers kneading the soft flesh with a rough, hungry need.

The other hand tangled into her hair, tilting her head back further, exposing the vulnerable column of her neck.

He leaned down, his face hovering over hers, his breathing heavy and ragged. He captured her mouth in a fierce, demanding kiss, swallowing her cries and moans as he continued to piston his hips.

But his hunger was not satisfied with just her lips. He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her jaw, his tongue tracing the line of her throat, before moving lower. He paused at the soft swell of her breasts, his breath hot against her skin.

Sabrina whimpered, a broken, needy sound that vibrated through her chest. “♥Please…♥”

Jax didn’t answer. Instead, he took her nipple into his mouth.

The sensation was electric. His tongue swirled around the sensitive peak, flicking it before sucking it hard into his mouth. He grazed it with his teeth, applying just enough pressure to send jolts of pure electricity shooting down to her core.

“♥Oh gods!♥” Sabrina shrieked, her back arching so violently her shoulders lifted off the bed. Her hands flew to his head, her fingers tangling desperately in his hair, pulling him tighter against her chest.

He treated her breasts like precious jewels, worshipping them with his mouth and hands. He switched from one to the other, his lips and tongue working in tandem to drive her out of her mind.

The dual assault of his mouth on her breasts and his cock pistoning deep inside her pussy was too much for her.

The pace increased.

Jax abandoned any semblance of gentleness. He began to rail her, his hips a blur of motion. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room—a wet, sticky, carnal symphony that spoke of raw, unbridled lust.

He was hitting her with such force that the bed frame groaned in protest, the headboard slamming rhythmically against the wall. Each thrust drove her higher, deeper into the abyss of pleasure.

He adjusted his angle slightly, grinding his pelvis against hers with every downstroke. It was a calculated move, a strike at the most sensitive spot deep inside her. The friction was exquisite, rubbing directly against her G-spot with every single thrust.

Sabrina’s eyes rolled back, her vision blurring into white spots. She was lost. She was floating in a sea of sensation, unable to think, unable to breathe, unable to do anything but accept the intense pleasure Jax was giving her.

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