Novel & Cerita Nia Jax Sex

Jax wanted to go crazy. What happened last night was a pure disaster. He was with Erika, a woman he met at Spartan last night. She was Andrei's second cousin. They were in the VIP room on the third floor of Spartan. He wanted to get laid desperately. Since what happened a week ago, he hadn't tried to have sex again. A part of him didn't want to do it again because he felt guilty about his wife. But Trisha told him he would continue to sink if he let himself think like that.

I pushed the living room door open fully. The sight before me stopped me cold. Jax was thrusting hard into a woman on the couch. He gripped her hips tightly and drove into her from behind with powerful strokes. Her back arched deeply as her body jolted forward with each impact. His balls slapped against her with wet rhythmic sounds. Sweat glistened across his back and shoulders. For a long moment I could not move or speak. Shock rooted me in place. The air felt thick with the scent of sex and betrayal.

' her nails scraping my scalp. Jax spanked me hard, the sting blooming hot, then reached around to pinch my clit. 'Cum quick, Latoya. We want you dripping our cum on that plane.' It hit fast, vicious...my body seizing, pussy gushing around him 'Unngh, cumming...fuuuck!' He followed, pumping ropes deep inside, grunting. 'Yeah, fill that hole.' Amber ground down, orgasming with a wail, 'Yes, baby...mmm!'

So on the 23rd, Jax invited me to Milan and stay for a few days in his home, and I accepted. I wanted to invite one of our friend to come with me, but she refused because she was busy so I went alone. I was a little uncomfortable but oh well, I still wanted to stroll around Milan. When I arrived, Jax came to pick me up with his car. “So did you find a boyfriend?” I asked teasing him. He is a handsome guy, tall, broad shoulder… he looks straight; but he’s gay, he is the passive one but he always change his partner every 2 weeks.

She shouted tightening the hold on the knot of her bathrobe. " You are here baby girl. Oh God thank you so much! By the way, you are looking so----- "Just get the hell out of my room." She yelled again "Why should I go out of here, this is my room too." He said calmly. "What do you mean?" She asked, confused "WE ARE ROOMMATES, BABY GIRL." ********************* He is JAXON WILSON, the bad boy. . . She is SAMARA GRAY, the good girl.

CHAPTER 1: OBSESSED WITH MY YOGA INSTRUCTOR'S ASS JAX'S POV I'm a fucking creep. I know this. I've accepted it. I've made peace with the fact that I'm a twenty-eight-year-old man who takes yoga classes he doesn't need just so he can stare at his instructor's ass for an hour and then jerk off in the gym showers like a goddamn degenerate. My name is Jax Torres. I work in tech, make good money, have a nice apartment, and could probably get dates if I tried.

Jax reached around to rub my clit while his other hand played with my breasts, pinching my nipples. “Fuck, you look so good like this,” he groaned. “My little sis riding my cock on the side of the road like a filthy little whore. You love it, don’t you?” “Yes,” I gasped. “I love it… please cum inside me, Jax.” He thrust up harder, meeting my bounces, the car rocking noticeably now. “I’m close,” he growled. “Gonna flood this tight pussy. Fill my stepsister with so much cum she’ll be dripping me for hours.”

Quick and dirty. Contrary to what Jax believed, I never took a celibacy vow. And since we both know you aren't...stop being an ass and check out your account. You have several ladies ranging from twenty-one through thirty trying to connect. ~Jax I'd begun to type in my reply when another came... Keep ignoring this and I will set you up with my P.A. Lisa. Coke bottle glasses my friend. ~Jax I'll drive her down to the Keys myself! ~Jax

I had a hunch he'd be posted up there during his stay. I rushed down the stairs, mind racing with scenarios—showing up at his house, seducing him, and letting him fuck me. He wasn't naive—Jaxon Blackwood always had women throwing themselves at him. I'd often seen him driving home with different women and bringing them to parties. It wouldn't be much of a challenge to convince him to fuck me—besides, I was confident he wouldn't be able to say no if I stood naked before him. No, I wasn't too proud, just confident.

Papers scattered everywhere as he drove back inside her, fucking her so hard the heavy desk scraped across the floor. Lila’s moans mixed with the thunder outside. She was dripping down her thighs, pussy clenching around his thick cock. Jax reached around and rubbed her clit, slapping her red ass every few strokes. “Gonna take this ass soon,” he promised, voice dark. “But not tonight. Tonight I want this pussy creaming all over me.”