The last few hours I’ve been talking with the DA. Will and his cohorts will be arraigned in the next few days. A total of seven individuals and three audit firms so far but the list is expected to grow. This whole mess is more widespread than anyone had imagined. So far, eight other companies have been scouring their financial records. When it’s all said and done a lot of lives will be forever changed.
And then there’s my girl. I said she would change my life—I had no idea. Change! Yeah right. She’s taken it over. I’ve been hers since the day she walked into my office. It’s been a wild ride and I have a feeling that I won’t be getting off the roller coaster any time soon. Am I angry that she took it upon herself to solve my problems—my company’s problems? Hell yes. I’m fucking furious. Where does she get off? I mean, really. But I had to shelf all my personal crap and just focus on being a CEO.
The last couple of hours I’ve been thinking about Alexia. I really should be kissing her feet. If she hadn’t found problems with the outside audits, Will would still be milking Ryan. Her curiosity and her sharp crazy brain picked up on something that no one had in twenty years.
And, again to her credit, she told me several times that the company’s security was at risk and I never looked into it. I thought just numbers were her thing—not security. But my girl knows a hell of a lot about running a company. I realized this after reading the report. I went over all one hundred and five pages and she directed all of it. She asked the questions and when she couldn’t find the answer—only then did she seek help from her investigators. And as far as I can tell fucking Zane Black was just a front man. Who the hell is this Brit anyway? I fucking hate him.
I haven’t seen or spoken to her in almost three days. I’d expected her to either pack up and leave or sulk in her room. No, not her. She had Jules over and they had a spa day. A freakin’ spa day.
After Mary chewed me out for the millionth time for not talking to Alexia, she informed me that Lex had talked her into having a Brazilian wax. TMI. Oh and, Lester and Lane had pedicures and Louie had a manicure. For hell! I told you she’s taken over.
She’s given me space other than a couple of texts.
To Ryan Staying until we chat!
To Ryan FYI Still Dripping!
The second text was almost my undoing. I wanted to find her and take her hard up against a wall. But I held out. I’m a man who’s in control of his faculties. Yeah, right. It took all my willpower and…well you know—four times…okay five. And then two hours ago she sent me a nice picture of the tatas. And that pretty much sealed it. I’ve taken care of business, sulked and licked my wounds and now I’m going to lick something…well you know.
Damn, I smell good. Yeah I just smelled myself up. Now I know why Lex runs her nose all over me. I just showered, shaved and man-scaped down under and now I’m looking down at my sleeping girl. God, she’s gorgeous. The way the moonlight shadows over her face. The way…shit! Whoa. The big guy’s twitchin’ and the boys are vibrating. Now hold on big guy. He’s about to detach himself and run up those long legs and dive in. Whoa. He just twitched again. Okay big guy—I’m feelin’ ya. It’s time for action.
I throw back a blanket and fuck—Beeb sheets. I peel back the Beeb sheet and hell yeah—there’s my girl. She’s a full commando sleeper—gotta love the all skin and no barrier access. I fold in behind her. God she smells like heaven.
“Babe,” I whisper just behind her ear—one of about three hundred of her erogenous zones. “Babe.”
She stirs, and then opens her eyes. “Hey you,” she whispers.
“Hey.”
“It’s about fucking time—you assbag,” she spouts.
That’s my girl. “Been a little busy.”
She turns and puts her forehead against mine. “I’m sorry Jax…I…”
“Babe.” I cut her off. “I know…I don’t want to talk about it. I’ve been dealing with that shit for days. All I want right now is to be buried deep inside of you.”
She smiles. “So the picture of the tatas did the trick?”
“Yeah it did and I’m done sulking. Lex, no more interference, I mean it. Fixing Ryan is my job—not yours. I’m the CEO.”
“I know you’re the CEO. I just…I just wanted it over and I…well, I wanted you to see it. To see and get how big of a shit storm Ryan is in.”
“Well, I get it. Believe me I get it.”
She kisses the tip of my nose. “Sorry.”
“Lex, thanks for staying. I mean just knowing you were here helped.”
“Hey—I told you I wasn’t leaving. I wouldn’t dump all that shit on you and then leave.”
I kiss the tip of her nose.
“I think the big guy missed me. He’s all but humping my thigh,” she purrs.
She has no idea how much the big guy has missed her. All he’s been thinking about is how he was buried in his pussy so deep that he all but disintegrated.
“Ya, think?”
“Yeah, but I’d rather not think—I’d rather be preoccupied.”
“Preoccupied huh? I’ll show you preoccupied.”
I flip her onto her belly and straddle her. She giggles. Fuck me. This back. This ass. One day I’m going to fuck this ass. My ass. Yeah right, you say. It will happen—just you wait and see. I slide on down her thighs—making sure the big guy trails pre–come along the way. She moans. Oh yeah, she feels it. I kiss and lick each perfect ass cheek. I nip the right one.
She jumps. “Hell! That hurt, Jax!”
“Good hurt or bad, babe?”
She moan-sighs. “Good. It hurt so good, Jax.”
I sit up and part her thigh with my knees. I run a finger up the crack. I hiss. “You’re soaking babe.”
“Duh.”
That’s my Lex—such a romantic. I circle a finger over her clit. Her ass flinches. She whimpers. I grab a pillow and shove in under her hips. No. Not high enough. I grab another. Perfect.
I kneel between her thighs and part her cheeks. I lean in and inhale. Yeah, that’s what I said. For hell you say. Get over yourself. It turns me on. And if you could see this ass…well you’re never going to—it’s mine. But if you could you’d give it a whiff.
Warning, if you couldn’t handle the inhaling then you might want to skip the next few lines. Take a coffee break. Or go and grow a pair. I spread her wide and lick her from clit to asshole. I lick until I have my girl squirming and hissing out my name and the Lord’s—over and over. Then I circle her tight hole a few times.
“Fuck me,” she cries.
I know she doesn’t mean with the big guy, but he jumps anyway. I mentally scold him for being so impatient. He replies with a heavy throb against her thigh. Okay…enough, I’m ready. I need to make her come before the big guy detaches and takes matters into his own…okay he has no hands so let’s say takes matters into his own head.
“Jax, fuck me” she yells. Her asshole quivers around my tongue.
Okay the pre-show is over. I sit up on my knees and plunge into her pussy.
“Fuck me!” I yell. And she does.
Lex grabs the pillows from under her hips and tosses them off the bed. She gets up on all fours—arches her back then rocks back into me. Hard. I smack up against her backside. I grab her hips and set the pace.
“Deeper, Jax. Fuck me deeper.”
I don’t know if that’s even possible but I’ll try. I push her shoulder down toward the bed then lift her ass. I plunge into her. Hell yes it’s possible.
“Oh. My. God. Jax.” Lex pants as I fuck her hard and deep.
My balls are so big and hard it sounds like I’m spanking her with a belt.
Fuck me. “Babe. Close. Need. You,” I grunt.
“Yes,” she pant-hisses.
I’m done. “Babe. Come. Now.” I press a finger into her ass.
Her pussy grips me like a vise and I let go. “Babe. I. Fucking. Love. You. You. Rock. My. World.”
BACK TO THE CITY
“Lanie, thank you for drivin
g me home.”
“Like I wouldn’t?”
“Well, thanks anyway. And please, please reassure your mother that I’ll see her soon.”
“I will. She kind of lost it.”
“Kind of? For hell—I thought she was going to have a coronary.”
“Yeah. Once she starts crying she can’t stop.”
“Oh, and make sure you thank her for accidentally forgetting to pack up those Sheppard’s pies.”
“I will. She accidentally tossed them in the trash.”
“I’d rather eat dirt that one more bite of those pies.”
He laughs. “I was going to say I’d rather eat mud pies.”
We laugh.
“So, are you excited to be back in the city?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“You don’t sound so sure.”
The last couple of weeks have been hell on Jaxson. The DA— the press.”
“The press has cooled somewhat but there are a few still hounding him. You’d think after two weeks they’d move on to the next crisis.”
“You’d think.”
“Well, here we are.”
We pull up to the curb in front of my loft. It’s been fifteen weeks and three days since I’ve been in the city and things feel and look surreal.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, it’s just feels weird—different. Like I don’t belong here anymore.”
Lane helps me with my belongings, and as we enter the main room I smile like an idiot.
“For hell, Lanie. There must be five hundred lilies.”
“Just over six. Jaxson had me and every florist in the city tracking them down.”
I walk up to one of many arrangements of white lilies—my favorite flower. “They’re so beautiful,” I say as tears begin to cloud my vision. “It smells like heaven in here.” I wipe a tear from my cheek.
“That’s what he was hoping you’d say. Hey, are you crying?”
I nod as he puts his arms around me.
“Happy tears?” he asks me.
“Yes, happy tears. Thanks for everything, Lanie. Helping Jax with this surprise and for being a friend when I really needed one.”
“My pleasure, Lex. And remember if you get tired of the Boss- man and want a piece of Mr. Chubby, I’m only a phone call away.”
“I’ll remember.”
He looks at his watch. “Are you going to be okay?”
“Of course. I know you need to get back to Ryan.”
“Things are still pretty messed up there.” He shrugs. “I don’t know how he does it Lex. You couldn’t pay me enough to have his job.”
“I agree, but Jaxson is really good at it. It’s who he is—it’s in his DNA.”
He looks at his watch again. “I need to run.”
“What’s he got going on today?” I ask.
“More meetings with the DA—then I’ll deliver him to you.”
I smile. I can’t freakin’ wait. “I’ll text him but will you tell him that I loved the lilies, and I can’t wait to see him.”
“I will, luv.” Lane kisses me on the cheek.
“Smart ass.”
“That’s me.” He waves.
Then he’s gone and I’m all alone for the first time in months.
After I put away my things, I sit at my dining table and enjoy a non–Lester vegetarian meal. But I don’t really enjoy it. Crap! I even miss Lester’s vegetarian cooking—except the Shepherds pie. I wasn’t kidding when I said I’d rather eat dirt.
I make some calls, catch up on my mail then run a bath. As I watch the tub fill, I fill up with tears. Dammit, something is off with me. I’m not getting that—hell yes I’m home—vibe. I’ve always got the vibe after coming home from a trip.
And there I go answering my own questions. Home. This is no longer my home. My home is two hours away in a small town in upstate New York. Fuck me. Did you see this coming? Because I sure as hell didn’t. I’m right smack in the middle of where I’d promised myself I’d never be. I don’t believe in the fairytale—no glass slipper for this Cinderella. Cinderella… ha! That’s a joke. Call me Pinocchio. My nose is miles long and growing every day.
I fill the tub and add some lavender oil. I drop my robe and step in. Ah—liquid heaven. I lean my head back and close my eyes.
“Alexia.”
I open my eyes and my beautiful man is standing over me. And crap, my vision clouds over and the tears begin to flow over.
“I don’t look that bad, do I?” he smirks.
“No…I…you…”
He kneels by the side of the tub and wipes away my tears.
“Babe, did you miss me?”
I nod. “I…you…” I sob.
“Well, I’m here now and I’ll make it all better.”
I nod.
“Can I join you?”
“Please.” I wipe my tears and watch him strip. I never get tired of looking—okay, eye fucking this man.
When he strips down to his boxer briefs he gives me a shit-assed grin.
“You like?”
I lick my lips. “No,” I tease.
He lifts a brow. “No?”
“I’ve seen better.”
“You have? Are you sure?” He starts to slowly peel down his briefs. He stops at the top of his growing erection. “Still seen better?”
“Yup, much better.” I bite my lip in order to hold back my own shit-assed grin.
“Really?” He moves them down another inch.
I bite down harder. “Yes. Really.”
He moves them another inch. Dear lord, I bite down on the inside of my cheek and taste blood.
He raises a brow and moves them to the middle of his erection.
“Still seen better?”
“Yup” I croak out.
He pulls them up. “Okay then, I’m out of here.”
“No!” I shout and jump out of the tub and nearly do a face plant, then an ass plant as I slide on the tile.
Jaxson catches me just in time. “Babe, I was just kidding. I’m not leaving.”
I huff out “Thank fuck.” I grab his boxers and all but rip them off his hot ass.
“Babe” He laughs.
I step into the tub and pull him in behind me. He sits down and then I join him and lean back against his chest and his beautiful erect penis.
“Ahhh” I whisper.
“Better?” he whispers into my ear.
“Mmm, much.” I close my eyes. He kisses the top of my head and I hear him inhale the scent of my hair.
Then I feel a big shit-assed grin spread over my face. All’s better.
I open my eyes and find myself under warm covers and lying in strong arms. I turn into to his chest and look up into his eyes. “I fell asleep.”
“We both did.”
He looks so forlorn and worn. “Are you okay? I mean, as okay as you can be?”
“I think so.”
“Do you want to talk about… it or other stuff?”
“Hell, no. I haven’t seen you for over a week. Talking is not on my agenda.”
“So, you have an agenda?”
“Oh yeah.”
“So what’s on this agenda of yours, Mr. Ryan?”
“You.” He grins.
He rolls me on to my back. “Am I going to like being on your agenda?”
“Babe you’re going to love being on my agenda. But first…” He hops off the bed.
“You’re going?” I squeak.
He smiles. “You really missed me, didn’t you?”
“You have no idea, Mr. Ryan.”
He grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the bed. “Before we attend to my agenda. I’m going to attend to yours.”
He spreads my legs wide with his knee, and then kneels between them.
I prop myself up on my elbows. No way I’m I going to miss seeing this.
His eyes are clouded with sleep but desire shines through like the sun. He gives me a ‘sexy-as-all-hell’ grin. He could use a
shave and his hair is spiked into a crazy porcupine mess. But he has never looked more perfect. Ever.
As he lowers his head and places his lips onto my sex, his eyes never leave mine. Then he sticks out his tongue and laps over my clit. I whimper— bite my lip and force myself to hold steady.
He grins and drags his tongue over it again—slowly. Holy crap. I bite down harder but my body remains steadfast and my eyes remain locked on his.
Then he hovers over my pussy and inhales my scent. Bastard.
I feel myself weep and not from my eyes. But I manage to remain still with eyes locked. I inhale preparing myself for his next assault. He licks me from back door to front then plunges his tongue inside and fucks me with it. My legs twitch but my eyes never leave his.
He’s going to go for the kill next. I can see the determination in his eyes. Okay…think. Think what? Think baseball! Yeah…oh no—guys in ass-hugging pants, running around catching, hitting and pulling on their junk—no. Think? Yes, sumo wrestling. Yeah. Huge fat grunting guys wearing diapers—hair in buns. Okay, now you’re talkin’. All’s good.
Fuck! He starts sucking hard on my clit. My eyes start to close then I feel his grin. Bastard. My eyes refocus and I suck in my breath. Then the bastard bites down on my clit and sinks two, three—who the hell cares—fingers in me. Sumo wrestling, sumo…oh fuck it. I close my eyes and just let go.
“Bastard,” I grumble.
He laughs over my clit then pumps into me hard and bites. Fuck me. I come long and hard.
“You are so stubborn and competitive.”
“No I’m not.”
“You are so.”
“Okay, maybe.”
“There is no maybe.”
“Are you mad?”
“Hell no. I love you in spite of it and because of it.”
He rains kisses up my thigh. “Babe, are you crying?”
“No…yes.”
He stands and leans over me. “Lex, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing…everything.”
He bends and kisses my forehead. “Babe, talk to me.”
“Here…you…fuckin’-fantastic-orgasms.”
“You’re overwhelmed?”
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