The first spasm of her orgasm hit Jax like a warm, sudden wave. He didn't flinch. He didn't pull away.
He buried his face deeper, his tongue lapping eagerly at her entrance as her pussy convulsed, a gush of hot, sweet fluid flooding his mouth and coating his face.
He drank her down, his own groan of satisfaction vibrating against her quivering flesh as she rode out the intense, shuddering peak of her release.
When the last tremor finally subsided, he slowly lifted his head, his face glistening with her essence as he looked up at her, at the utterly fucked-out, blissfully sated woman sprawled across the silk sheets.
He admired her beautiful look, his cock throbbing as he so desperately wanted to just fuck her senseless right then and there seeing her.
Her chest was heaving, her skin flushed a beautiful, rosy pink, and her eyes were closed, a serene, satisfied smile gracing her lips. She was a vision of debauched beauty, and she was all his to use in whatever way he saw fit.
