Blind Passion

Misha felt the bed shift and the heat from Jax’s body flee her side.  The groan of protest that would have fallen from her lips died when she heard the distinct rustle of clothing, followed by the gentle thud each discarded item made as it hit the plush carpet.  She heard him approach the side of the bed.  Reaching for him, Misha’s body tingled with hot anticipation.  A reverent smile crossed her lips as her lover’s pressed against her questing fingertips.

Then, he was gone again.  Propping herself up on her elbows, she strained to detect the faintest sound.  Her heart leapt when the bottom of the bed bowed beneath his sudden weight.  The silky sheets whispered with his movements as he climbed up her body inch by agonizing inch.  Lips parted, Misha drew a deep breath and bit her lip to keep from begging.  The intoxicating aroma of worn leather still clung to him.  Tinged with his crisp aftershave and the heat of his body, the alluring scent caressed her in sensual waves.

Jax’s hands traveled up her thighs, the rough palms eliciting a delighted shiver.  Her back bowed off the mattress in a pleading arch.  The unexpected brush of his lips across her abdomen tore a guttural groan from her throat.  Hundreds of tiny needles pricked her skin, the harsh kiss of his goatee against sensitive flesh.  A hint of pain mingled with the pleasure building in her core, making her head spin and her breath come in short pants.

“Please.”  Her voice wavered.

“Mm?”  Feigned confusion afflicted his question as he nuzzled her thighs apart.  Jax placed suckling kisses against the slick petals of her labia.  “Please what, darling?”

“Stop…” Misha caught her breath in a sharp intake as something warm slid in a slow circle around her clit.  She heard him inhale her musky scent, the sound sending her aching need into overdrive.  “S…stop…teasing me.”

She fisted the sheets, her body writhing in ecstasy as the hot, velvet spear of his tongue thrust inside her.  Hints of the colors she remembered as a child exploded in the permanent darkness of her vision.  It didn’t matter to him that she didn’t see the world the same way he did, in a Technicolor kaleidoscope of images.  Only faint memories of those days remained.  Jax didn’t treat her differently; he didn’t coddle her.  He did, however, play on the heightened state of her other four senses with agile skill.  Whimpering, she enjoyed the brief explosion behind her clinched lids.

Each throbbing pulse made her body buck.  The rough pad of his thumb strummed her clit like an expert musician.  Jax brought her to the brink of orgasm time and time again, never letting the full savagery of her pleasure crash through her.

Unable to bear it anymore, Misha struggled.  Her lips curled in triumph as she felt the warm torment of his tongue withdraw, and his body splay against hers.  Hard ridges pressed against her supple curves, the heat of his body searing her damp skin.  The engorged length of his erection pressed demandingly against the sopping cleft between her thighs.  Her supine form arched, a moan of pleasure departing her lips as her hips ground against his shaft.

Jax’s fist tangled in Misha’s hair, drawing her head back.  Her hands trailed along the angular planes of his face, exploring every inch, searing the image into her mind.  His teeth nipped the slender column of her neck, his lips brushed along the line of her jaw.  Her insides burned, pulsating with violent need.

The pressure of his fingers gripping her hips heralded an end to her torment.  Her breath coming in shallow pants, Misha gasped as his thick cock impaled her.  She sang a keening whimper of pleasure feeling Jax bury himself to the hilt.  Time stood still, and for a moment, neither moved.  Both held their breath.

Spurred by the heated frenzy of their desire, Jax’s thrusts came hard and fast.  His fist remained secured in her hair, hers gripped the satiny sheets, drawing them closer to her body.  Meeting his deep thrusts, she felt her orgasm build again.  Jax murmured against her ear, the husky sound of his baritone sending her over the final precipice.  Misha’s head spun and a euphoric dizziness consumed her as wave after wave of intense ecstasy exploded within her.



Jax’s breathing slowed beside her, his fingers trailing a reverent path across her abdomen.  The cool air helped dry the fine sheen of sweat coating her skin.  Turning on her side, she traced the strong line of his jaw and placed a kiss on the soft swell of his lips.

“Do you ever have any regrets?” she whispered.

A moment of silence ensued.  At last, she felt his slight nod against her pillow.  “One,” Jax stated softly.  “That you will never be able to see how much I want you or how much I love you.”

His forehead settled against hers.  She felt his warm breath fan her skin, the beat of his heart, and the tender kiss Jax pressed against her nose.  Her body still throbbed with the afterglow of their lovemaking.  “Believe me, baby.  I see.”


~WC 866~

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