I know Jackie will understand. “I’ve been trying to ignore, Jax. I told him I need time, but then I ran into him at Starbucks this morning. He informed me that time is up and he’s picking me up after school today.”
She gives me a big hug. Oh, how I love the fact that I get to work with my best friend. “Go with your gut and get out of your own head; that’s half the battle.”
The kids all start running back in and before I know it, school is over. I peek out the window of my classroom and see that Jax is waiting at the curb. God, he’s beautiful. Will I ever get past that? Who am I kidding?—I don’t want to. I gather my things and make my way to his car.
“Hi, Jax.”
He pulls me up against him and brushes his lips upon mine. Sweet Jesus, they are soft! He tastes like vanilla and spice. It’s a good thing he is holding me close to him,otherwise I would be in a puddle at his feet right now. He opens the car door, guides me in, and then tosses my stuff in the back.
“Where are we going?” I ask. He’s driving like a man on a mission!
“My place. We are going to sit down and talk about why you feel the need to run away from me and ignore my calls.”
“Oh.”
He pulls my hand away from my ear. “Yeah, oh.”
WE REACH THE IVORY tower in the sky, in record time. He says nothing the entire ride, but I can tell he is deep in thought because he is stroking his chin again. We step into the elevator as the doors close and my heart begins to flutter. I’m flushed almost to the point of fainting. He looks over at me, his eyes, cutting into my core.
“Lucky for you my mum raised a gentleman, otherwise I would throw you up against that wall and fuck your brains out until you tell me everything. I sense there is more to you and your life that you are not sharing.”
I can’t believe he just said that! The doors open and my chin is still on the ground. In one quick motion, he turns around, scoops me up, and carries me into the living room. He gently puts me on top of the bar, pours himself a scotch and then smirks at me. “Do you need anything?
“Water, please,” my voice comes out in nothing but a squeak. He hands me my glass, then takes off his jacket, and loosens his tie.
He pulls my hand away from my ear, “Times up, woman. Talk. Why the fuck do you keep running away from me?”
I take a steadying breath. “Jax, this is a hell of a way to have a conversation, don’t you think?”
He pulls me towards him, landing his rock hard body up against mine. His long, hard cock is hitting me right at my core, and I whimper. He leans in and starts putting feather light kisses on my lips, my cheeks, down my neck, and up to my ear where he starts to nibble on the lobe… oh sweet, Jesus, I can’t think! How could I even form a sentence? Let alone talk. “I’ll say it again.” He puts a smirk on his beautiful face… “Please tell me why your running…is that better?”
Time for a mental pep talk, Raven. Take a deep breath. “When you’re this close to me, I can’t think. Hell, I can barely form a complete sentence,” I confess.
He throws his hands up. “So, then why the fuck do you run?”
I’m almost embarrassed. I can’t even raise my eyes to him. “Because I can very easily lose myself in you. You’re too much, too intense. I’m a simple girl, and my sex life was very little and very bad.”
He lifts my chin so our eyes meet. “Look. At. Me,” he demands. I look into his eyes and there it is, that look that cuts clear into my soul. “Raven, did you ever stop to think that maybe I don’t want someone with a vast sexual past. Maybe I don’t want someone that is like everyone else, so fake and materialistic. Maybe, just maybe, I’m looking for someone who is sweet and kind, a person who cares about someone other than herself. You can’t decide for me what I want and what I can handle. I can do that on my own.”
I have a white-knuckle grip on the bar. “There’s a lot about me you don’t know.”
He takes a deep breath, staring into my eyes. “Then you need to let me in, otherwise how will I ever know?”
“Okay,” I whisper. Was that my voice? Oh boy, what did I just agree to and why did I agree so quickly? It’s okay, this will be fine… don’t panic.
He reaches in and softly kisses my lips. “Do you trust me?”
I nod, “Jax, that was never a question. I do.” He lifts me off the bar and carries me to his bedroom; it’s bigger than my whole apartment. He places me gently on the bed and removes my shoes. He is crouched between my legs, staring up at me with his amazing baby blues. He takes my hand and kisses my wrist. His lips linger there and chills run up my spine.
“I want to discover every inch of you, there will be no rushing and no running. Just you and me, in the here and now.” He works his lips up and down my arms, kissing each of my fingertips. My breathing begins to get heavier as his tongue runs up the inside of each finger. He places a kiss in the palm of my hand never once averting his eyes away from mine. He lifts my sweater off and starts kissing my neck. When he reaches my ear he stops, “When you tug on this ear, it makes me crazy. I can’t see straight. I just want to nibble it and lick it,” he whispers.
Now I understand why he’s always pulling my hand from my ear. “Oh,” is all I can manage as a response.
“Yeah, oh,” he barely whispers.
Before I know it, he’s working that tongue down my chest. He rubs my nipples through my bra and they become instantly hard. He kisses and nibbles at each one of them, taking his time, driving me insane. Oh my God, he can just hang out here doing this forever and I will be very happy. Just as I finish that thought, he starts working his way down my body. He unbuttons my jeans and slowly pulls them off. “Raven, do you know how beautiful you are?”
I shake my head slowly, he has rendered me speechless. He stands up and removes his shirt and I think I’m going to hyperventilate. He has a frigging V! I want to run my tongue up and down his chest, but it seems, he has other plans. He lifts my foot and pulls my ankle to his lips. He peppers light kisses all the way up my leg, working his way up to the inside of my thigh. When he reaches the top, he stops and picks up the other foot to start the process all over again. He kisses his way up my tummy and in an instant has my bra above my head and my breasts are exposed to him. He begins slowly licking and nibbling my nipples; first one, and then the other. The more turned on he is getting, the heavier his accent is getting which is really hot. In a flash he has my panties off and he is heading south!
“Jax, I never...” but before I can say anymore, he is between my legs, kissing, licking, and nibbling. Lord, I don’t know what he is doing, but my whole body is tingling, its magical and all for me. The entire time, his eyes are watching me; becoming darker, hooded, and I can tell we are far from done. He puts one finger inside me and starts to slowly work in and out of my body. On each outward stroke, he gathers my wetness and brings it up to circle my clitoris before repeating the whole tortuous process. My body is quivering and there is a buzzing in my ears. I really think my head is going to explode. My skin is flushed. I am at the peak of what is going to be an epic orgasm when Jax just stops.
“Sorry, baby, you’re so wet and tight. I need to be buried deep in you when you come.” Jax removes his pants and I get my first look at him totally naked and I think I’m going to pass out. He sees the look of fear on my face. “Don’t worry, I’ll go very slowly.”
He’s huge! He puts on a condom; I’m thankful that he has his wits, because I sure don’t. I feel him at my opening, but he only works in a little bit before he stops and closes his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, his eyes find mine. “I want to work every inch in very slowly so you feel it all. There is only one chance for a first and I want our first to be spectacular.” Propped on his knees, he brings my legs around his waist. He clasps both of my hands in his, above my head. He works himself in and out, stretching me, and going deeper with each move. When he is finally all the way in, he stops. I don’t understand why but then I see the look on his face and can tell he i
s fighting to control the tidal wave that is coming. His eyes are closed and his head is tilted all the way back; his beauty and chiseled face mesmerizes me. He leans down and kisses me. When he starts to move again, it’s slowly as if to ensure I feel every inch of him, gliding rhythmically in and out of my body.
He changes our position and tilts me so that he is hitting the tip of my cervix, and then starts to increase the speed of his thrusts. Oh, God! I start to whimper as my body begins to climb, I never knew that sex could be this amazing. “Don’t come, Raven; hold it. I want us together when we fall.”
He can’t be serious? “I’m trying, Jax, but I’m losing it!” I cry. He stops. Why is he stopping again?! “Oh, sweet Jesus, and all that is holy, please don’t stop!”
He’s growling again and it’s so fucking hot! “Slow, baby, real slow. I want this to last.” He’s buried deep within me, rocking up and down, then side to side; he circles right, then left. He leans down, devoting all of his attention to my nipples again. He pulls my nipple between his teeth and I scream as he concentrates on first one, then the other. He pulls out really slow and I think he’s going to go back in really slow but all of a sudden, he slams into me! Stars, rockets . . . you name it and I see it. I’m yelling and I don’t even feel like it’s me!
“Jax, are you there yet?”
“Yes, for the love of God, yes!” His voice is low and his accent really heavy. “Raven, look into my eyes now!” he yells. Our eyes lock and, for a split second, I see him . . . I mean really see him, and I feel like I can’t breathe.
“Oh fuck!” we both scream. A heat rushes over my whole body and I can feel him twitching inside of me. My body is trembling. He’s looming over me; both of us breathing hard, just trying to get some oxygen into our lungs. He starts kissing me, long and slow, and all I can do is hum. He ditches the condom and continues kissing my lips so softly. I curl into him and finally find a calm within me that I never had before.
His eyes are darker and so intense. “You’re beautiful, sweetheart.”
He starts kissing his way down my chest and my body is buzzing. He runs his tongue around my belly button really slowly as he nibbles his way down my body and parts my legs. His tongue is soft, yet firm. And all too quickly, he has me worked into a ball of nerves. “You want to come again, sweetheart?”
I nod, “Oh God, yes.” He stops again. Now I’m fucking growling!
“Hold on, baby, I want more, too. I’ll always want more with you.”
He puts on another condom and, this time, he gets us both there a little quicker. We roll into another orgasm together and I’m totally spent. I just lie here sprawled across Jax. He pulls the comforter over us, “Sleep now, my beautiful girl,” he whispers.
I drift off, dreaming of the beautiful man whose arms I’m wrapped up in.
I’M WARM . . . ALMOST TOO warm. My eyes flutter open and I realize where I am. My head is on Jax’s chest and my arm and leg are wrapped around him. I try to undo myself without waking him, but apparently, he’s already awake and I notice him staring at me.
“Um, hi.”
He graces me with a crooked smile and his blues are twinkling. “Um, hi yourself, sweetheart.”
I jump up, “What time is it?”
He doesn’t move. “It’s early yet, no worries. Just let me enjoy this for a little bit.” He pulls me back down so I’m on top of him; his morning erection wedged between us, hitting me in just the right spot.
“Jax, I need to get back to my place and get ready for work.”
He sighs, “I know, but I need you more… cut me a little slack here. I just woke up from a wonderful evening with the most beautiful girl curled up next to me. Right now my cock needs to be buried in her.” His hand slides down my body. I should be offended by some of the things he says, when we’re intimate, but with the hint of the British accent, it has the opposite effect. His dirty talk makes me totally wet and ready for him. He leans over and grabs a condom from the bedside table, slipping it on quickly. He lifts me up and then impales me on to his cock. “Take the lead, baby, I know you can; just let loose and feel me buried, balls deep inside you.”
I start to move slowly up and down, clenching my core muscles as I go. I knew Pilates classes would pay off. He holds my hips and I lean back, allowing him to go even deeper. He leans up as I arch my chest and he flicks my nipples with his tongue. First, the right, then the left, and back again. That’s all it takes, I’m at the top of the cliff, ready to fall. “Are you ready, baby?” he asks as he pulls me back towards him.
“I’m there,” I whimper.
“Open your eyes and look at me!”
Oh God, there it is! “Now!” We fall off the cliff; it’s an amazing feeling. I crash into him and just hold on, waiting for the quivering to stop. There is something so deep and intimate at the way he demands my eyes on his when we come together.
“Jax, why do you demand my eyes?”
His eyes find mine again and it’s so intense. “When you’re at the top of the cliff and ready to fall, it’s at that point there, in a split second, that I can see all the way into your soul. And I know you’re real and all mine. Now, let’s shower before you have to go.” He carries me into a huge bathroom and places me on the vanity while he gets everything ready for our shower. He has the most amazing shower! It has four heads, hitting us from every direction, and at the top is a huge round disk that water falls from; like a giant cloud in the sky.
He begins to worship every inch of my body while paying special attention to my nipples, then he drops to his knees. Sweet Jesus! He lifts my leg and places my foot on his shoulder, burying his face, he starts kissing, licking, nibbling . . . one finger in, then two. His thumb swipes over me and that’s all she wrote—I’m done. I pull his hair, riding the wave. I feel his finger start moving my moisture from front to back, and I panic. “Jax, I’ve never had anal sex. I don’t know if I can.”
He doesn’t stop. “Relax, baby, not today… just a little fun.” Working his finger in the back, his tongue plays up front while his other hand reaches up to play with my nipples. I scream, my knees buckle, he has me totally spent. He looks up at me, his eyes twinkling, “I could watch you come undone all day; it’s such a beautiful sight.”
I feel like I’m floating on a cloud, I only pray that I don’t come crashing back to earth, anytime soon.
JAX GETS ME BACK to my place in record time; Manhattan traffic seems to be very afraid of his driving. He waits for me to change and get my stuff for work. I know Marco wants to ask a million questions but since Jax is here, he has to control himself.
“Baby girl don’t forget we have a class tonight. Are we meeting there or will you come back here first?”
That’s my reminder to grab my gym bag, “We’ll meet there.”
“What kind of class do you have?” Jax inquires.
I smile at him because I know what he’s going to be thinking. “Marco and I do Pilates classes twice a week.” I explain. He raises one eyebrow and I try not to laugh. I know I’m going to give my instructor an extra thank you tonight.
I’VE NEVER SEEN ANYONE handle New York traffic like Jax does, it’s like they are moving out of the way for him. We pull up to my school, and he helps gather all my stuff for me. We get out of the car and, Jax, turns me to face him. “When can I see you again?”
I don’t want to be one of those weak girls, waiting on his every whim. “I’m not sure, let's see what our schedules look like.”
He grabs me and pulls my hand from my ear. “I told you what that does to me,” he says, before he gives me a very deep and sensual kiss. “Telling me you're not sure, is not a good answer. While you're looking at your schedule, just think of what is waiting for you,” he says with a painstakingly beautiful smile. He gets back in the car and takes off.
I get all my stuff settled in my classroom—still flustered. I jump when the phone in the room rings. When I answer it, it’s Sheryl from the office, informing there is a delivery
for me that I need to come and pick up. I thank her, hang up and head to the office. I get to the office and there is a coffee just the way I like it and a box with a huge piece of the apple pie in it, and a note:
Sheryl starts to laugh. “What are you laughing about?” I can tell she is happy for me.
“Honey, in the three years you’ve worked here, I’ve never seen you look so happy.”
All I can say is, “Oh.” but I know I have a ridiculous smile. I go back to my room, enjoying my breakfast. He signed it Your Jax . . . could he really be mine? I need to stop this daydreaming before it gets me into trouble.
MY DAY FLIES BY, which is good because I can barely concentrate on the work. When I get to the gym, Marco is already warming up.
“Okay, girl, I want all the dirt, I can’t believe you didn’t call me and let me know you were spending the night with him. Didn’t you think I would worry?”
Shit, I forgot. “Oh.” I think he’s pissed off.
“Yeah, well, that seems to be your answer for everything lately.”
First he wants me to go for it, and now he’s getting mad? “I’m sorry. You’re right, I should have told you, but it just happened so fast.”
He laughs, “Well, I hope not!” he says with a knowing smirk.
“Very funny, wiseass. The sex was mind blowing and . . . I enjoyed it! I can’t believe it.”
He hugs me. “I tried to tell you that but you never listen to me, baby girl.”
My feelings are all over the place. “Well, he wants more. Just what that means, I have no idea. I don’t want to rush this and screw it all up. For the first time, in too long, I am actually happy and comfortable—and that scares the hell out of me!”
We start our warm up. “Just take it at a pace that works for you and if he really cares, he will understand. How much did you tell him about your past anyway?”
Tears instantly fill my eyes and I fight to hold them back. “I told him almost everything; I didn’t give him too many details about my ex. He doesn’t need to know that he beat me, to within an inch of my life. I don’t want pity.”
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