Sunset Beach Condos

As Jax stepped in front of her to open his apartment door, Mercy took a step back to enjoy the view of his backside once more. Yes, he was just as hot this time as he was the last dozen or so times she’d checked him out.

She noted his apartment was just across the hall and down one apartment from hers. That would possibly make things awkward as hell, or perhaps convenient as hell, depending on how the rest of the night went.

She didn’t know if he was a player and this was a one night thing, if they might become friends with benefits, or if it might turn into something more. She laughed as she realized sex wasn’t even certain, but she did feel it was likely. She had no expectations, and she really wasn’t sure what she wanted to come of it. If it were a one night thing, it would be her first.

Once inside, she looked around the living room. The layout seemed to be the same as hers, only mirrored, ”The furniture is different, but otherwise it’s just like mine. Well, it smells like you, so that’s also different.”

The change of scene had made her a bit more timid again. She was in his space now. Still, she walked to him and smiled shyly as she reached her index finger out and touched the tip of his nose.

Jax walked her to his apartment, hand in hand as he thought about the possibilities of the evening. He walked her up to his apartment, and gave her some space when she walked in so she could get a little more comfortable. After all, the last thing he ever wanted was discomfort. He waited with his usual quiet patience, his eyes travelling her body, as she looked around the space, and smiled at her comment. “I think most of them are the same.” He shrugged a little, just watching her.

His blue eyes then followed as she came towards him, but he blinked once when she reached out and poked him in the nose. He blinked just because he wasn’t expecting it, but he recovered quickly, and chuckled a little, and then he waited a few strategic moments to let the tension start to build. Slowly, as the air started to change again, as he watched her reaction, he reached down to take off his shirt. As he did, all the tattoos he had hidden, which spanned most of his body, and the ripped abs made their appearance. He did this slowly, seductively, pulling it over his head as he let himself flex just enough to tease, and put on a little show for her.

As his arms lowered, he took her hand and ran it slowly down his chest, just once before he looked down. “You know, I think I got some sand in my shorts too.” He looked back to her, and stepped backwards towards the bedroom. He went to step inside, but paused just long enough to look at her with a definite invite in those blue eyes before he slipped in, leaving the door just open and inviting enough to welcome her inside.

Mercy swallowed hard and bit her lip as she watched him take off his shirt. His body was better than she had expected, and she had expected it to be spectacular.

She’d never been with a man with tattoos. He looked like a true work of art. She traced her finger around some of the different designs on his chest, and then did the same on his abdomen, ”Not now, but I want to know about all of these. They tell part of your story.” She had already told him she wanted to explore his heart, mind, and body, but tonight was all about his body. And about her body. And about how good they could make each other feel.

She smirked at his sand comment, her shyness fading away again, ”Oh, that’s truly tragic. We have to remedy that problem quickly.”

She watched him enter his room, those gorgeous eyes inviting her in. She slowly followed, her heart pounding away in her chest. Once inside, she just stood gazing into his eyes for a moment before reaching down and grabbing the bottom of her sweater dress and slowly pulling it up, dancing a little, and teasing by pulling it back down just as her bikini bottoms began to peek out. She slowly pulled it back up, but kept raising it higher this time. When her bikini top began to peek out, she lowered the dress again and laughed. Finally, she pulled it over her head and tossed it aside.

Jax let her explore his tattoos, and looked at her as she told him she wanted to know his story. “Not now.” He agreed, and found himself grinning to her secondary comment as he had moved into the room. Once inside, he wanted to touch her, but he waited a moment to see what she might do, and found he was wonderfully rewarded.

All his blood started to rush down as she started to tease him. He bit his lip as she pulled her sweater higher and higher, until finally pulling it off. His sharp eyes moved all across her body in the low light of the room as he stepped towards her, his hands reaching out and sliding over her sides until they rested on her hips, the strings there begging his fingers to pull them. He stepped up to her, his shorts untied and barely hanging on the hips that gave way to his V-line. Jax lowered his head then, his mouth catching hers in a slow, but hot movement.

As he kissed her, his hands started to move over her body, teasing here and there at first before his hands made a bolder move. His hand move to gently cup her breast, his thumb finding the small nub of her nipple under the fabric, and toying with it so very softly. His other hand drifted down her body, resting on her hip before he gently pulled her into him, the blood running a little faster, igniting every urge in his body as he tilted his head to change the angle and urgency of the kiss.

They may have only just met, but the feeling was much more sensual and intimate than it was wild and crazed. Jax was gentle, his actions were steamy but tender.

When he kissed her, Mercy let out a soft moan into his mouth. His hands made her literally shiver. When one of his hands made its way to her breast, one of her hands went to his hair. She gently tugged at his hair with desire.

When he pulled her tightly against him, she could feel his bulge pressing against her. As the kiss intensified, she wrapped her free arm around him and began running her fingers up and down his back. Finally, she lightly pushed down the waist of his shorts. Since they were untied, they slid down his legs effortlessly. She let her hand cup one of his butt checks where she gently squeezed it and pushed him even tighter against herself.

Jax smiled into the kiss as he heard her moan. Her hand moved to his hair, and his hips rolled against her, while the hand on her chest started to gently roll her nipple between his fingertips, hoping for another reaction from her. He groaned softly when he felt her hands on his back, and flexed lightly to encourage her. He liked nails used on him, and would often encourage the use of them if she was so willing.

He felt the small rush of air as she pushed down his shorts, his erection springing free. He was thick, hard, nearly aching, and it caused his hands to move to her back to start untying her bikini top. He kept her pressed to his chest so it didn’t fall immediately as he broke the kiss for moment. He looked down and grinned at her, his fingers moving her hair away from her neck. His head lowered again as he placed a kiss on her shoulder before his mouth started lying kisses along the curve of her shoulder up to her neck.

He chuckled against her throat as he felt her hands move to his ass, squeezing one of his cheeks. He teased her throat for several seconds, as she explored him, before his hands moved down to her hips, and then her thighs. In a casual show of strength, one meant to make her head swirl, he lifted her into his arms. His hands held her thighs at his hips as he kissed her again, and turned towards the bed. His kisses were more heated now as desire worked through his body, but he was still careful as he went to lay her on the bed, moving slowly ontop of her as his body went to lay between her legs, though he was still easily moveable if she had other ideas.

This man…If she had been given a menu of men to choose from to reawaken her desires, she would have chosen Jax. He had that bad boy appearance, but he was so thoughtful and gentle. Okay, not completely gentle. He had a good bit of spice mixed in with his gentleness and it was the perfect combination for Mercy.

Her neck…Her neck was one of the places on her body that always caused those butterflies to flutter in her belly. His lips on her shoulder and neck had the wings going wild.

Mercy blushed and smirked when she saw his thick erection spring free. He wasn’t ridiculously huge, but he was far from small. Above average would be a good descriptor. Perfect would be the word Mercy would settle on. She wanted him inside of her, and it appeared he wanted the same thing.

She laughed when he lifted her. Her face was full of surprise and pure happiness. Her pulse began racing as he kissed her and carried her to the bed.

She whispered as he gently made his way on top of her, “I’m so very glad you knocked on my door tonight.” She began running her finger nails up and down his back, through his hair, and over his ass.

A seductive smile crossed his lips when she spoke. He looked down at her, his body grinding lightly against hers. He kissed her again, groaning softly once again as her nails made their presence on his back. While he let the feeling build, his mouth broke from hers and started running softly down her jaw. “I’m very glad I did too.”

He kissed that soft spot beneath her ear, while one of his hands moved up her chest to pull the fabric of her bikini from between them. His mouth continued its journey from her ear to her collarbone, stopping to spend a minute there as his tongue lightly dragged across it in between his kisses. His hand played gently over her skin, drifting slowly down as his kisses started to trail that way as well.

He wasn’t quick with this. He took his time, letting his hands explore her flesh as his mouth did. He let his tongue guide him down her flesh, stopping at each breast, and giving each gorgeous mound equal attention before he could continue, wanting her body in complete ecstasy but he paused at her belly button to look at her again. He was fully aware of the situation they were in, and he was reading all signs to yes, but the question was still in his eyes as his hand lightly moved over her hip bone, and flicked playfully at the strings to her bottoms. “May I?” His voice had grown deeper, huskier,and there was the hint of an accent lingering on the tongue that wanted to dive between her legs.

One of Mercy’s hands was running through his hair while the other was clutching the covers. As he stopped at her breasts, she let out little sounds of pleasure. He was very skilled with his hands and mouth. He set everything inside her off.

The lower he went, the faster her pulse raced, and the more her hands clutched at his hair and the covers. When he asked for her consent, a soft laugh came out, followed by a whisper, “Yes, please.”. Everything about him was so alluring, even his sexy way of asking for her permission.

A soft moan escaped her lips, and she took in a sharp breath, “You are…Oh, Jax!” Her body began to writhe around under him in anticipation of what was coming.

Jax grinned from between her legs as she gave him her permission. Teasingly, his fingers moved over the strings as his kisses started at her knee and made their way down to her inner thighs. Here and there, he added a touch of teeth, or his tongue would trail along her skin for a couple of seconds, while at the same time, his fingers pulled the strings of her bikini.

Once he had it pulled off, he used his teeth to pull it gently from her body, tossing it playfully somewhere over his shoulder. Then he looked at her, and pushed apart her thighs. His head swam with how pretty she was, and his kisses resumed from her thighs to her core, where his tongue moved teasingly all around the edges of her lips, before slipping between for one slow, long lick.

He groaned in approval of what he tasted before his mouth dove deep between her legs. His tongue moved expertly around her, finding her clit, and toying with it while he watched and listened to the way her body reacted to him. At the same time, one of his hands came to join his fun, toying with her entrance while his fast and strong tongue worked her towards the ultimate goal.

She tugged firmly on his hair and playfully chastised him when he pulled her bottoms free with his teeth, ”if you keep being all hot and sexy…It’s going to be over before we get started good.”

The long lick he gave her caused her to tug at his hair a little harder, and a soft, sweet moan came from somewhere deep inside her. It had been at least seven years since she’d been truly turned on sexually. She’d gotten involved with Richard when she was only 18. She had thought the first couple of years with him were good sexually, but now she realized it was only her inexperience that had made him seem like a good lover. Nothing had ever come close to what she was feeling now.

When Jax’s hand began toying with her entrance, she bucked trying to get his finger inside of her. Her voice was desperate as she begged, “Please, Jax, please!” It was much more than want now. Now her body demanded satisfaction.

From between her legs, Jax smirked at the way her body bucked under his hands. “So you’re saying I can make you melt?” Her moan filled his ears, which only made his tongue dip back down to work harder. He felt the tug to his hair, and heard her beg him. He had every intention of giving her exactly what she wanted. His blue eyes flicked up to look at her between the mounds of her breasts before his head lowered with pure intent. His mouth moved along her sex, tasting and kissing as his finger slid into her body.

He wanted her to explode. He wanted to hear her screams, her moans, he wanted to hear all of her as he slid himself inside. But that was not the step yet. First, he felt her muscles clench around his finger, giving him a nice preview of what was in store. He then worked in tandem to find all those sweet little spots that would have her aching for him.

Between his thighs, his cock was rock hard, but he wasn’t ready to give up the chase yet. His free hand held her down as his mouth and fingers worked her body, his movements nearly demanding that she give him what he wanted. However, fearing he would be the next victim of male pattern baldness with the way she gripped to his hair, his free hand moved up, and detangled her fingers from his hair, instead letting her hold and dig into his hand, but it would not be until she lost herself in his pleasure that he would move onto the next step.

Mercy's eyes fluttered shut as every touch sent primal desire coursing through her. Her body responded with an urgency that both surprised and delighted her. She arched her back instinctively, her fingers curling into Jax’s hand as his skilled movements drove her deeper into abandon.

"Yes, Jax… please," she breathed out, her voice a mix of pleading and overwhelming need. Every caress from his tongue and every tender stroke of his fingers erased the ghosts of past disappointments, replacing them with a promise of pleasure. Her mind spun with the discovery of sensations she’d never experienced so intensely.

She could feel the warmth of his body between her legs. ”Don't stop," she whispered, her tone desperate. "I need you to take me further… let me feel everything."

In that moment, every inch of her was alive. With her words, her moans, and the fervent grip on his hand, Mercy invited him deeper into this dance of their passion that had started at the bonfire.

Finally, her body tensed, her toes curled, and her hand tightened its grip in his, “Jax…Ohhhhhhh…nghhhhh” Her moans were coming from somewhere deep, somewhere that had just been awakened.

Every moan, every breath, every sigh only fuelled Jax between her legs. His tongue was demanding, but soft in its pattern of pleasure, and his fingers were the added pressure that drove her body straight over the edges. Still holding her hand, he used his arm to pin her hips as she squirmed against him, and it wasn’t long before he heard her moan his name, and he knew she was there. He pressed his tongue and mouth against her as she came for him, and he groaned softly as he slowed his tongue to clean her up before he lifted his head.

He chuckled triumphantly as he looked at her, his thumb still slowly circling her clit, keeping her hopefully on the edge. His fingers still worked inside of her, and his voice was husky as he asked: “Is that really all you have for me?” This challenge was laid in the form of his mouth re-taking the place of his thumb as he drove to work her into a second frenzy. He wanted her ravenous before he finally slipped himself inside her, and he was quite determined to make her that way first.

The second time, he was more demanding. He was learning her body, learning what makes her tick, what made her jolt just this way or that. His brain filed all these little findings and he adjusted his tongue and fingers to match the patterns, his body nearly aching with anticipation for her next explosion. Then he would make her feel things she never had before.