MY MILITARY COCK 🪖 🍑🍆

JEZEBEL

My phone would not stop blowing up. Missed calls from my uncle. Texts asking where I was.

I tried to play it cool when my uncle called again.

"Hey, sorry I missed you. I was out late with friends. Is everything okay?"

His voice sounded off. "We need to talk, Lila. In person. Come by my place this afternoon."

My heart dropped. He knew something. I could feel it. I texted Jax right away. "Uncle is suspicious. He wants to see me." Jax replied fast. "Come to me first after. We will handle it."

I went to my uncle's place with my legs still shaky. He was waiting on the porch, arms crossed.

"One of the guys mentioned seeing your car at Jax's house late. Multiple nights. What the hell is going on?"

I froze. The lie stuck in my throat. "It is not what you think."

"Do not bullshit me. Jax is like a brother to me. You are my niece. Tell me the truth."

Tears burned my eyes. The guilt I had been pushing down crashed over me. "I have been seeing him. It just happened. I have wanted him for years."

My uncle looked disgusted and hurt. "You are playing with fire, girl. This could tear everything apart. Stay away from him. From all of them."

I left his place crying. The shame was real now. But the second I pulled up at Jax's house, that familiar heat took over. He opened the door and I fell into his arms.

"He knows," I whispered against his chest. "Or at least he suspects. He told me to stay away."

Jax's jaw tightened. He pulled me inside and locked the door. "Fuck that. You are mine." His voice was angry but his hands were gentle at first. Then the hunger took over. He kissed to almost bruising. "You came here anyway. That tells me everything."

We did not even make it to the bedroom. He pushed me against the wall in the hallway, yanking my jeans down. His fingers found me soaked despite the tears. "Still this wet for me? Even after all the guilt?"

"Yes," I moaned. "I cannot stop wanting you. Your cock. The way you fuck me. Even with Marcus. I know it is wrong but I need it."

He growled and dropped to his knees, spreading my legs and devouring my pussy like a starving man. His tongue flicked my clit fast while two thick fingers pumped inside me. I grabbed his hair and screamed, my back arching.

"Fuck, Jax! Right there!"

He stood up, freed his massive cock, and lifted one of my legs around his waist. He slammed into me in one hard thrust. I cried out loud, nails digging into his shoulders. He fucked me rough against the wall, deep and angry.

"This pussy is mine," he grunted with every thrust. "Your uncle does not get to decide that. Say it."

"It is yours," I gasped. "I am your dirty little slut. Even if it ruins everything."

He carried me to the couch without pulling out. He sat down and I rode him hard, bouncing on that thick military veiny cock. My tits bounced in his face and he sucked on them, biting my nipples until I moaned raw. Gushing and screaming his name.

But he was not done. He flipped me over the arm of the couch and took me from behind, spanking my ass red. "You let Marcus fuck you too. You loved being our shared whore, did you not?"

"Yes! Fuck yes!" I pushed back against him, needing more. My orgasm hit me fast. My legs gave out but he held me up, pounding harder.

He pulled my hair and leaned over me. "I am not letting you go, Lila. I know this started as lust but it is more now. You are mine. Fuck what your uncle thinks."

His words hit something deep. The sweet dirty talk mixed with the rough fucking broke me. I came again, sobbing with pleasure. "I love your cock. I love how you own me. Please do not stop."

Jax groaned loud and filled me with his hot cum, thrusting deep as he emptied inside me. We collapsed together on the couch, breathing hard. He held me close after, stroking my hair.

"I should walk away," I whispered,"This is going to destroy my family."

He turned my face to his. "Or you can choose this. Choose us. I will handle your uncle. I am not giving you up. Not after feeling how perfect you are. How you scream for me. How you take everything I give."

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Later that evening I sent my uncle a message. "I am sorry but I cannot stay away. This is what I want." It was scary but it felt right.

Jax pulled me back into his arms when I told him.

"Good girl. Now you are really mine."

We spent the rest of the night tangled up. Him eating me out until I screamed. Me riding his face. Him fucking me in every position again, filling me with more cum. Raw moans, sweaty bodies, sweet filthy words that kept me dripping.

"You are my sweet sugargirl now," he whispered as we finally rested. "And I am going to keep you satisfied."