Chapter 5

Emberlyn:

"You cannot just keep doing that." The words came out of my mouth before I could even think about what I was saying.

I was still lying on my back sinking into the mattress. My shirt was riding up my thighs.

"Every time I try to talk to you, you pick me up and carry me away or send me somewhere else. That is not talking, Jaxon. That is Dictatorship."

Jaxon did not say anything.

He was already walking towards the bed. He grabbed my ankle and pulled me to the edge before I could say no.

"Jaxon, "

"You can talk when you are clean." He pulled me up. I hit his arm but he did not let go.

"I do not want to take a shower. I want to talk." I put my feet on the floor. I tried to make myself heavy but it did not work.

He picked me up like I was nothing. Carried me to the bathroom with my legs hanging down and my arms crossed like a kid who didn’t want to go to bed.

"You are so annoying, " I said quietly.

"Mm." He put me down in the bathroom. I felt shy because I was not wearing much and I saw Jaxon looking at my pussy so I stood up straight and pulled my shirt down to cover myself.

He turned on the water in the bathtub. Then he turned back to me.

"Freshen up first," he said.

"Then we talk.”

I searched his face for some crack, some opening. His grey eyes were unreadable. A wall with nothing behind it.

"Fine." I crossed my arms tighter.

He stepped closer and his hands went to the top button of the shirt. My breath stalled.

"I can do that myself, "

"I know." He undid the first button anyway.

Slowly, deliberately, his knuckles grazed the hollow of my throat as the fabric parted.

I made myself stay still.

The second button came apart as his hands also grazed my nipples. In automatic response to his touch, they stood erect. Then he moved to the third. The shirt fell open. Cool air touched my skin making the little hairs on my arms stand up. His eyes looked at me and I felt my hands move. I really wanted to cover myself. I had to push my hands against my legs to stop them from moving.

"Do not" he said in an authoritative voice.

He did not even look at my hands but he saw what I was going to do before I did it.

The shirt slipped off my shoulders. Fell to the floor behind me.

He was still wearing all his clothes, a shirt and dark pants. And I was standing in front of him with a little space between us. Every part of my skin felt really sensitive.

Then he leaned down. Kissed me. It was soft and slow, not what I expected from someone who had just picked me up and brought me here even though I did not want to come.

His lips moved from my mouth to my jaw to the side of my neck. I felt his words on my skin more than I heard them.

"Here." A kiss below my collarbone.

"And here." The swell of my breast, his mouth warm and unhurried.

"Every single part of you." He pressed his lips to my ribs to the skin of my stomach where I was breathing short.

"You were made to be seen, Emberlyn. Not hidden."

I stared up at the ceiling. My throat felt tight.

"Don't cover yourself from me." He said

He kissed my hip jut and used his hands to steady me when my legs moved.

"You're perfect. Just as you are. You can't put yourself down like that."

He stood up. Looked at me for a long time. Then he started to undo his shirt buttons.

I watched him take off his clothes like I did the night. I was trying to remember everything. His shirt came off first. The light in the bathroom showed his chest. Then his belt came off slow. The buckle made a sound. His pants fell down exposing the length of his hard, throbbing dick.

He got into the tub first. and held out his hand for me after.

I took it.

The water was warmer than I thought. I sank into it slowly. The heat went into my skin. He sat behind me. His chest was against my back. His legs were on both sides of mine.

We took a moment. The tub was quiet.

He got the pitcher on the ledge. He dipped it in the water before he poured the water over my shoulder slowly. It went down my chest and made me close my eyes to the sensation. He did it again on the side. The heat went into my shoulders. I leaned back against him a little.

His lips touched the back of my neck.

I turned my head.

He kissed my temple, my cheeks and the corner of my mouth. I turned more until my lips met his. I kissed him deeper. I swirled my tongue with his. I felt him breathe out slowly. It was like he had been holding his breath for days.

His hands moved to my hips and pulled me close. The warm water moved around us. I turned to face him. I was on my knees in the water. My hands were on his chest and his hands held my waist.

"Emberlyn." He said my name like it was a question.

I answered it.

“I want you.”

I lowered myself onto him slowly, His dick penetrated into my pussy.

“Fuck!” I said under my breath.

The water was warm. So was he. I could not tell the difference between the two as his dick filled me making my vagina feel swell to accommodate his size. One of his hands was flat against the small of my back holding me in place. The other hand was gripping the edge of the bathtub. His jaw was tight.

I moved up and down on his dick going at the same pace as him without feeling like we had to hurry. It was a steady rhythm. The water in the tub went up and down around us as I slowly moved my hips. His forehead rested against mine.

Then slowly kissed my neck. His breath was uneven now, the controlled exterior finally, finally slipping. He moved further down and sucked on my nipples, slowly biting them.

“Fuck! I am really close now.”

I felt the moment his grip on my waist got tighter and his thrusting changed from slow and shallow to fast and deeper. It made it hard for me to breathe. He started to thrust even harder, holding me in place.

My head fell back.

“Fuck!”

His mouth was on my throat then he kissed my neck again. After that he moved to my lips and his kiss closed my mouth, which stopped me from moaning.

The water, in the tub was moving around as we fucked harder. His hands guided me while my nails dug into his shoulders. The room was really hot but he was hotter. I felt his dick throb harder against the insides of my pussy. The climax was all building up as my eyes rolled into my head. I just couldn't take it anymore.

“I am cumming. I’m cumming!”

His hard dick thrusted even deeper into me, my whole body shuddering while his dick suddenly released, spilling into my pussy and throbbing after. his groan low against my skin as I followed him over the edge.

“Jaxon!” I said as I squirted over his dick and held him so hard my fingers sank into his back.

The water settled.

I stayed where I was, chest against his chest, his heartbeat loud and real beneath my palm.

He pressed his lips to my hair. Once.

"Good girl," he said, his voice rough and quiet,

"Hmmm,”