Jackson's Sub [The Doms of Club Mystique 2] (Siren Publishing Allure)

by Mardi Maxwell

  Cade’s voice stopped her as she was closing the door. “Jenna?”

  She turned back, looking around the edge of the door. “Yes.”

  “What do you think Addison’s thinking?”

  Glancing at Jackson, she saw his encouraging nod. “I think whatever happened that night was like a”—hesitating, she thought about how to put this in terms he would understand—“wake-up call for Addison. She’s been changing—coming into her own—for a while now but that night was the catalyst for what she’s doing now.”

  “What is she doing?” Cade asked.

  “I think she’s decided to leave you,” Jenna said. “All that’s left to do now is the packing.”

  “Is that why she hasn’t bought a wedding dress? Hasn’t even asked to go shopping for it?”

  “God, Cade, don’t you know her at all?” Stepping back into the room, she leaned against the door. “Addison had her mother’s wedding dress flown from Ireland to Rendezvous six weeks ago. It’s at her house. Everything is there. The dress, the shoes, the veil. Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue. Everything.”

  Cade nodded. “Why is she leaving me, Jenna?”

  “I don’t know. She won’t tell me. When I asked her what had happened all she would say was she’d found out the truth.”

  “Anything else?”

  “Yes. She said she never wanted to go to Club Mystique ever again.”

  Cade froze, and then the pen in his hand broke with a loud snap. “Okay, thanks, Jenna. I’ll take care of it now.”

  Jackson walked over to Jenna, kissed her, and opened the door for her. “Be sure and use sunscreen. I’ll see you in a little while.”

  After Jenna had left and Jackson had gotten settled in his chair, Cade said, “Let’s get back to Earl Baume. We need to figure out what we’re going to do about him.”

  Zane spoke up first. “We need to find a way to prove he killed them and he needs to be charged with their murders.”

  “I agree,” Jackson said. Luc and Logan nodded in agreement.

  Cade sat forward and said, “Then we need to get statements from everyone involved, starting with Sheila Miller. Hopefully they recorded all the calls at the police station. If she kept a copy we may be able to clean it up and see if Joan really was screaming in the background. We also need to talk to Helen, er, our aunt, and get a statement from her. Then, we need to find Earl Baume’s car as well as what’s left of our parents’ car, if anything.”

  “That may be doable,” Logan said. “Back then old man Muldoon would haul all the wrecks to his land and leave them in his east field. Luc and I will check there first.”

  “No.” Thor jumped into the conversation. “None of you should handle any of the evidence. I’ll have Ben and Mac get the statements and they can look for the cars as well as try to get any records, newspaper articles, things like that. But we don’t want this getting out or Baume might take off.”

  “We don’t dare get any records from Long Valley Police. Someone there might tell Baume,” Jackson said.

  “We’ll leave that until last,” Cade told them. “I’m wondering if Joan was the first.” Turning to Thor, Mac, and Ben, he told them, “Ask around. See if any women went missing back then. Seems I remember a high school girl going missing back then.”

  “Yeah, that’s right,” Jackson told them. “Her name was Susan or Shelly, something like that. She was Barbie Johnson’s best friend. She would have been around Earl a lot since Barbie was raised by Earl’s folks.”

  “Damn,” Mac grouched, “he might be a serial killer.”

  Thor sat forward. “I’ll assign someone to go through the newspaper archives in Long Valley and the surrounding towns. Then we’ll know more about what we may be dealing with here.”

  “Be sure to have them look for any drug action back then, too,” Jackson said, before standing up and removing his hat then setting it down. “I have a trespasser to punish,” he said with a grin.

  “Luc and I have to get to the club. We have the swingers coming in tonight.”

  “I think Mac and I will take a drive over to Long Valley and check out the lay of the land,” Ben said.

  “I’ll go with you,” Zane said. “I still remember most of the town and where we lived.”

  After they had left the den, Thor looked at Cade. “Addison saw you with me and Sunni when Nate got sick in the middle of our scene.”

  “Yes,” Cade said.

  “Damn. Tell her what happened.”

  Shaking his head, Cade said, “She should have spoken to me about this. By keeping her silence she’s misjudged not only me, but you as well. ”

  “That’s true. So, what are you going to do?” Thor asked, chuckling. “Sounds like someone needs to be disciplined.”

  Grinning, Cade laughed. “I think I’ll teach her a lesson she won’t soon forget. Would you like to administer your own swats tomorrow night, Thor?”

  “Hell, yes. I thought you’d never ask,” Thor said, grinning, “but, buddy, I’m going to give you some advice whether you want it or not. You and Addison have got to start talking more and you need to loosen the reins a little. If you don’t you’re going to lose her.”

  “Do you know how many kidnap attempts I’ve had to stop, Thor? Seven,” Cade said, answering his own question. He rubbed his hands over his face then dropped them to the desk. “The first attempt was when she was fourteen. I was twenty-one and home from college. We were riding the east fence when four men on dirt bikes came for her. If she hadn’t been on Diablo they would have gotten her and I would have lost her. I had my rifle with me so I stayed behind her and shot at them to give her a chance to get away. Diablo nearly ran his heart out for her that day. That’s why his monument is up on the hill where I can see it every day and know how close I came to losing her. I have nightmares about her dying, Thor. About them getting to her. I’m terrified if I don’t keep her under control they’ll get her.”

  “Is that why her dad gave you her guardianship?” Thor asked.

  “He didn’t give it to me. I took it.” Cade’s voice turned harsh and his eyes glinted a cold green. “When I called him and told him what had happened he said he couldn’t deal with it.”

  “Damn, I’m sorry, Cade. I never realized how long this had been going on,” Thor said.

  “Very few men find the other half of their soul. I found mine when I was nineteen.” Cade stood up. “Let’s go see what Jackson’s up to then I think I’ll explain a few things to Addison.”

  * * * *

  Jackson watched Jenna glide through the water then twist over and float on her back. As she stared at the clear blue sky, he toed off his boots then pulled his T-shirt over his head and dropped it to the ground.

  Jenna caught his movements out of the corner of her eye and dropped her legs down then turned in his direction. Licking her lips, she watched as he unbuckled his belt and pulled it loose from his jeans before dropping it on top of his shirt. His hands made quick work of the buttons on his jeans then he shoved them down and kicked them off.

  “Yum, commando,” she purred.

  “You like that, angel?”

  “Oh, yes, Sir.” She tossed her bikini top onto the concrete surround by his feet, quickly followed by the bottoms. Floating away from him until her back touched the other side of the pool, she stretched her arms along the sides and lifted herself until her breasts were above the water. “Oh, dear, I meant to ask if I could swim in your pool. Honest, mister. But it was just so hot, I couldn’t resist.” She let her legs float up to the surface then spread them wide and grinned.

  Jackson smiled back at her then let his face go blank and his eyes go hard. “Bad girls who swim in my pool without permission get their asses spanked and then they get fucked. Sometimes in the ass.” He dropped into the pool and waded toward her. “You ever have your sweet little ass fucked, angel?”

  “Oh, no, Sir, never.” She batted her lashes at him, really playing it up for him. “O
ne time my boyfriend sucked on my nipples, though. He sucked on them so hard they turned red and they were so big. And he put his finger in my ass, too.”

  “Did you like that, angel?”

  “Oh, yes. Especially when he pinched and bit my nipples and then put a great big butt plug in my ass.” Chewing on the tip of her finger, she twisted over, giving him a glimpse of a lush ass before twisting back around and giving him an innocent look. “Does that make me a bad girl?”

  “I sure hope so, angel, because right now I need a bad girl.”

  “Do you, Sir? Do you want to fuck me with your great big cock?” Looking down through the water, she asked him, “Do you have a great big cock, Sir?”

  “Oh, yeah, angel.” He reached her and pulled her against him, rubbing his cock against her belly.

  “Oh, Sir, you do have a great”—she kissed his full lips—“big”—another kiss—“hard”—another kiss—“cock.” The last word was breathed into his mouth just before he took over, devouring her mouth, wrapping her tongue with his then sucking on it.

  Lifting her, he slid her down his body, impaling her on his cock, forcing her to take every inch of his hard length. Jenna cried out as the muscles of her pussy tightened and released then tightened and released again. He unclasped her arms from around his neck and laid her back in the water, sliding a little deeper into her as she shuddered and her nipples beaded into hard little nubs.

  “Wrap your hands around my arms.” He reached for her nipples and surrounded them with his fingers, pinching and twisting them as he thrust his cock in and out of her. “No coming, angel.”

  “Oh, Sir, please.”

  “No coming. Not until I’m balls deep in your tight little ass.”

  “Oh, no.” She tightened her hands around his wrists. “Don’t talk dirty to me when you’re fucking me. It makes me come. It makes me, oh, ohhhh, Sir.”

  Jackson jerked her up, his hand buried in her hair, forcing her to meet his eyes. “I know you did not just come. Because if you did then I’m going to have to beat your ass before I fuck it.”

  Before she could answer, the sound of clapping came from behind them and he swiveled around and found Cade and Thor sitting at a shaded table. A pitcher of ice tea and two frosty glasses sat on the table between them. Jenna screeched and pushed herself under Jackson’s right arm, sliding around him and hiding as Thor and Cade each held up nine fingers, rating their performance.

  Thor laughed. “I would have given you a ten, Ramsey, but you let her come without permission. Your sub needs some serious discipline.”

  Cade got up, bent over, and picked up Jackson’s belt then dangled it over the pool above Jackson. “Pool house is free.”

  Jackson pulled Jenna into his arms then grabbed the belt and waded toward the stairs. “Assholes.”

  Jenna laid her head on his shoulder then giggled. “Your brothers and your friends are interesting. I wouldn’t mind letting the Viking watch again sometime.”

  “The Viking?”

  “Thor. He looks like a Viking.”

  “You’d let him watch but not Cade?” Jackson asked. “Angel, you do realize that Cade will probably see us playing at Club Mystique, right?”

  “Yes, but that’s different. I won’t know he’s watching.”

  “Would you want to suck Thor’s cock while I whip your ass then fuck it?” He smiled when he felt the shiver of arousal run through her and she nodded her silky head. Without stopping, he yelled over his shoulder. “Hey, Thor, would you like to join us?”

  Thor had just taken a big sip of tea when Jackson yelled at him. He swallowed then said, “See you later, Cade. Opportunity is calling and a man never turns down this kind of call.”

  “It’s just as well. I’m going to find Addison and have words with her. It’s going to get loud.” Cade stood up and wandered toward the house.

  Thor caught up to Jackson and Jenna, opened the door of the pool house, and held it for them before following them inside. Jackson lowered Jenna to her feet then stepped back from her. “On your knees, angel.”

  Smiling, Jenna lowered her eyes as she dropped to her knees. She loved this D/s lifestyle. From the commands he gave her in that wonderful deep voice to the way she felt when he took control of her. Making sure her knees were spread wide and he had a clear view of her pussy, she straightened her back before placing her hands palms up on her thighs and waiting for his next command.

  “Thor, I caught this bad girl swimming in my pool without permission,” Jackson said. “I’ve decided she needs ten lashes of my belt and her ass fucked.” He walked behind her, buried his hand in her hair, and then lifted her face to Thor. “She has a beautiful mouth.” He ran his fingers over her full, dimpled bottom lip. “Perfect for fucking, don’t you think?”

  “Yes, perfect for fucking,” Thor said.

  Jackson pulled her up then led her over to a large chair. “On your knees, angel, with your torso on the back of the chair. Spread those knees wide. I want to see that ass.” While Jackson was busy getting her positioned the way he wanted her, Thor disappeared into the bathroom for a couple minutes then came back with his hands full.

  “I got you some lube, a shooter, and a condom.” Thor handed them to Jackson as he walked past him then began to undress.

  Jenna watched him, telling herself there was nothing else to do, but knowing she was eager to see the Viking naked. Jackson was tall and perfect. He had hard, strong muscles on his arms and legs with a six pack and bronze skin. A real Texas man with a square jaw and sage-green eyes who she knew could handle himself in any situation. Just seeing him made her ache to be with him.

  Thor, on the other hand, was so beautiful he made her eyes hurt. He had long, thick blonde hair held back by a leather thong, and glacier-blue eyes above a mouth that could have been chiseled by a master sculptor. He was a six-and-a-half-foot-tall warrior, with bulging muscles, and an eight pack washboard belly. He was beautiful to look at, but he didn’t make her ache to be with him.

  Jackson leaned over her, his chest warm against her back. “He’s really something isn’t he, angel?”

  Nodding, she turned her head and looked into Jackson’s eyes. “If I was a guy I’d still want to do him.”

  Jackson laughed then glanced at Thor. “She hasn’t even looked at your cock yet.”

  Jenna glanced down, her eyes widening as her mouth dropped open. “I don’t think I can get that into my mouth, Sir.”

  “It can be a problem.” Thor’s tone was a bass rumble as he grabbed his cock and stroked it. “Takes a really persistent woman to get it into her mouth. It takes even longer to work it into her pussy. Once there, though, women don’t seem to want to get off.”

  “Why would they?” Jenna giggled. “I’m surprised your girlfriend ever climbs off.”

  “Okay, you’re giving me a complex.” Jackson smacked her ass hard.

  Jenna twisted around, smiling his way. “I love your cock, Sir, it’s just right.”

  “That’s my girl. Now I want you to start working on getting that monster into your mouth. And, angel, don’t bite Thor when I start whipping your ass.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Jenna turned, smiled at Thor, and then licked her lips. Thor stepped closer to the back of the chair and she slid her hands around his cock, stroking them up and down the hard length. She pulled him closer as she eased herself forward and spread her legs wide, feeling the cool air of the room brush over her body.

  “Beautiful, baby.” Jackson snapped the belt just before he swung it and landed a sharp lash over the meaty part of her ass.

  When she opened her mouth to scream, Thor took advantage and pressed the head of his cock against her lips. She swept her tongue over his slit, tasting his pre-cum, as she opened her mouth wider. Immediately she knew there was no way she was going to get the head of his cock into her mouth unless she could get him wet. Pulling back, she collected some saliva on her tongue then started painting his cock with it, making sure to coat her
lips. Hearing him groan with pleasure, knowing she was pleasing him, which was pleasing Jackson, only made her increase her efforts just as Jackson landed another lash.

  Humming with pleasure, she worked the large head into her mouth, breathing through her nose as she worked one side then the other until with a little pop it was inside. Her lips were stretched tight around the shaft and she couldn’t tighten them if she wanted to so instead she lashed his cock with her tongue, swirling it over every inch she could reach.

  “Damn, Jackson, you better speed it up. Get those lashes done and get in her ass. I’m not going to last.”

  Jackson chuckled. “Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you my bad girl’s really good at sucking cock.”

  Jenna was having a hard time swallowing around Thor’s cock and she could feel saliva running down her chin. She had just decided she didn’t care when Jackson began lashing her ass, the strikes hitting so fast she didn’t have time to count them. She hummed with pleasure when he draped the belt over her lower back, letting it dangle on either side of her waist. She loved when he did something like that as she took it as a silent warning that at any moment he could pick it up and increase her punishment.

  While she had been wiggling and licking and sucking Thor’s cock, Jackson had dribbled a generous amount of lube on the cleft of her ass. She felt his fingers stir through it, spreading it around her hole “Be still now, angel.”

  Jenna felt Jackson press something against her rosette then slide it inside her before she felt cold lube filling her passage. He removed it then pressed one finger into her. Moaning, humming, she began rocking back and forth, feeling his finger slide deeper and deeper as she licked and sucked on Thor’s cock, hollowing her cheeks. A second later she felt a second finger press into her. When Jackson spread them, stretching her before pulling them out then pushing them back in, she squealed with pleasure and heard Thor curse.

  Her little cries of pleasure were muffled by the cock in her mouth but she could clearly hear Thor’s groans as he threaded his hands through her hair, his huge hands nearly surrounding her head. Jackson removed his fingers and she felt the head of his cock press into her as he leaned over her. “Here we go, angel. Press back now and let me ease into you.”