Here’s a little bedtime excerpt from Playing Jax (Wylde Shore 2). I hope you enjoy it.
Adult Excerpt – Playing Jax by Jan Graham.
He stood at the bottom of the stairs and smiled up at her. Not his regular smile. He looked at her with a knowing stare, like he knew more about her than she knew herself.
“Hello, sexy. Thanks for waiting.” His gaze travelled over her body, moving from her face down over her breasts, to her hips, her legs and back again. “I see you got my message. Have you been sitting there long?”
Rhia wondered why he wasn’t coming up the stairs and why they weren’t going inside. She sat watching him curiously. “Not long.”
He looked at her like a tiger assesses its prey, waiting for the right moment to pounce. She tried to stand, but he motioned for her to stay where she was. He had that stance about him, and she trembled in anticipation at what the night might hold for her. His behavior differed somehow. She’d seen glimpses of this man, but something told her tonight she might see who Steve Jax really was, deep inside. The dark side of his desire appeared to be rearing its head. At least that’s what Rhia’s gut was telling her. She sat motionless and waited. She lowered her gaze from his, like a field mouse, sensing something more powerful than itself was present in the environment, waiting to strike.
“I’d like you to do something for me before we go inside.”
Rhia met his penetrating stare once again. “What is it?” She had the feeling he wasn’t going to ask for something simple, but why she thought that, she had no idea.
“I have a few questions to ask you, and even though you are a truly beautiful sight, I’d like a more erotic view. Pull that black skirt up around the top of your thighs and open your knees a little. I want to see what you have on underneath. You know, just to check you’re being a good girl and wearing panties like I’ve asked you to.” He spoke the words with firm determination, leaving Rhia with no doubt he meant for her to obey.
She glanced around and quickly assessed the situation. Steve’s neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Brooks, were in their yard gardening. He partially turned to see what Rhia had glanced at. The smile returned to his face but this time it was more like a devilish grin.
His eyes sparkled with delight. “I’m waiting.”
She started slowly pulling the skirt up over her knees, then higher. Her mind raced. The stairs she currently sat on faced the neighbor’s yard. Six stairs leading to Steve’s porch and she sat on the very top. Steve stood dead center at the bottom of the stairs. Hopefully his head and shoulders would block any view that poor Mr. Brooks would get once she opened her legs.
Her heart thundered. She could do this. She wiggled forward to the lip of the step, so she could pull the skirt the last couple of inches higher to the top of her thigh. Her eyes flickered closed as her knees parted. She wasn’t embarrassed. Well, maybe a little. She was aroused. So aroused she was sure he’d be able to tell just by looking at her knowing that her panties were wet.
“Wider, and open your eyes and look at me.” He’d raised the volume of his voice. The tone was the same, but the instruction seemed louder than the last time he spoke. Maybe it was just her imagination. She opened her knees wider, adjusting her feet so they were also farther apart. Steve moved to the first step and resumed his imposing stand. The smile once again gone from his face, but amusement still filled his eyes.
“Why were you pouting when I arrived?” Well that question surprised her. “And I should tell you…I expect total honesty.”
“I was disappointed you weren’t here.”
“Is that all?” He obviously wasn’t convinced by her simple answer. She decided to be honest.
“I thought the message might have been a command. I got excited about that, and then you weren’t here.” She bit her bottom lip, deciding if she should say more. The words total honesty resounded in her head. “I want to be your sub, and I thought you may have decided to train me. Then you weren’t here, and I guessed I’d gotten it wrong. So, I was disappointed.”
A cool breeze travelled up the steps and brushed between her open legs, reminding her how vulnerable she was to inspection, and not just Steve’s.
“Were you on time?” He moved a step closer to her. If he came much higher the only people who would see the panties Steve liked her to wear, would be Mr. and Mrs. Brooks.
“No, I was a couple of minutes late. There was road work.”
“I appreciate your honesty.” Mercifully, after moving up one more step, he squatted in front of her. He placed his hands on her knees and opened her legs so they were spread the distance of his shoulders.
“W-well really, y-y-you don’t k-know if I’m being—”
“Yes, I do. I was watching you from the reserve next to your house. I parked the bike at Angel’s and took the track through to this street. You were ninety seconds late, and you ran the last little way, probably trying to make up time.”
There was a track through the reserve? He’d watched her the whole time? The words nearly didn’t register. She stifled a moan as his thumbs moved up and down against her inner legs while he held them apart.
“Why did you sit on the step instead of the patio chairs?” His tongue slowly moved across his bottom lips, his gaze alternating from between her legs to her face in rapid succession.
“Y-you told me to.”
He moved so fast his actions took her by surprise. He stood, moving swiftly up the steps, one hand swept forward to cup the mound of her sex. The other grabbed her arm and started pulling her to her feet. “Up, now.”
Rhia’s pussy clenched tightly the moment his hand went between her legs. She didn’t hold back the moan as he moved her backward and ushered her through the door.
“Tell me again, Rhia, why the step? The chairs would have been more comfortable, and the door was open if you’d cared to try it. Either option would have provided you with more comfort. Why did you sit on the step?”
Her back pressed against the foyer wall, and she heard the door slam shut. Steve stood in front of her, still holding her between the legs, taking hold of both her hands in one of his and raising them above her head, pinning her in place. “Answer me.”
“You told me to.” As she gasped her answer his fingers moved under the crotch of her panties and slipped between her pussy lips.
“Why are you so wet? Tell me, quickly.” His fingers went inside her.
“You. I like it when you command me. I get wet when you tell me what to do, when you do this…” He thrust his fingers gently in and out of her pussy. She thought he was leaning in to kiss her, but instead he moved his mouth next to her ear.
“And do you know what this is, Rhia? Do you know what’s happening right now?” His voice was deep, low, and sensual. It seemed like he was talking directly inside her head. She couldn’t speak. She was on the verge of coming. If he just moved his fingers a bit faster, a bit deeper. She shook her head. No, she didn’t completely understand what this was, but whatever it was she wanted more of it. “I’m being your Dom. I’m treating you like you’re my sub. Is that what you want, Rhia?”
Rhia didn’t know if she verbalized the yes screaming through her head or whether she just nodded. His fingers thrust into her hard and faster. His lips brushed her forehead in a loving kiss.
“Good girl, that’s my good girl…now come.”
The world shattered around her. The only thing holding her up was Steve. His hand remained locked around her wrists pinning them to the wall, and his body pressed against the front of hers as his fingers drove into her. He didn’t let her stop at one release. He totally controlled her body, drowning her in pleasure. He gave it, and Rhia knew he could take it away. She could hear his voice, deep and commanding. As the second wave of intensity rushed through her system, his words filled her mind.
“Keep enjoying your reward, sweetheart. Come for me again, baby, that’s it.”
Her eyes focused on his face as the orgasm subsided. “If you want to be my sub, Rhia, you only have to remember one thing. Good girls get to come.”
He lowered her arms and walked her toward the sofa, pulling her down onto his knee as he sat. His hardened cock pressed into her bottom.
“Do I need to know what bad girls get?” she asked, trying to catch her breath.
He smiled at her wickedly as he answered. “Bad girls get punished, but that’s a different lesson.”