Jax's Holiday: An Interracial Romance

by Renee Lindemann

  “Fuck,” he gasped as Holiday took him to heaven. She was all over his cock at once. It was the most insane pleasure he had ever known. She was taking long pulls while swirling her tongue over the tip. He felt ready to blow every few minutes but she would pull back. His hands fisted in her curly hair.

  “Stop please,” he whispered. Holiday looked up with a mouth full of Jax and his knees buckled. He forced her to her feet and quickly wrapped her legs around his waist. Jax wasted no time plunging inside. His forced thrusts showed no mercy and Holiday found her body hovering once more. She wanted to scream and moan her pleasure but refrained due to their location. At one point, she was pretty sure her eyes crossed. He was thrusting so hard she couldn’t count the orgasms. His sizeable cock was filling her up over and over. When he growled low in his throat and his eyes rolled back she knew he had finally allowed his climax. The litany of soft curses from his mouth brought a smile to her lips. That smile faded as she internally scolded herself for being so easy. She couldn’t keep comforting him this way.

  “I am not your fuck bag,” she hissed quietly. “Stop fucking me.”

  Jax tried to hide the smile but it only served to incense Holiday. She poked a finger into his chiseled chest as they fixed their clothes.

  “I am serious Jax. Stop doing this to me. We are going to get caught and then what?”

  Jax sighed, “I am sorry. I can’t help it. I need you. The last three days of you behaving like a robotic professional have driven me mad. Watching Me-Me deteriorate with no outlet is pushing me to the edge of my sanity. The only time I feel peace is inside you.”

  Holiday fought the smile threatening and maintained her anger stance. She grabbed her items from the shelf before Jax could get his pants up properly. He was struggling as the orgasm wiped him out.

  “I am always professional,” she said curtly.

  “I didn’t mean it that way. I meant not acknowledging there is something between us is killing me. I want to see you outside of this place. The secrecy is hot but I want you in my bed,” he admitted. Holiday placed a hand to his cheek then pulled it away. She had to get out of here. Quickly, she fled from the supply closet before Jax had a chance to catch up. When he made his way up to Me-Me’s room she was resting comfortably. He grabbed his items, placed several kisses on her forehead before heading home. Once at home, he stepped into the hot shower. He didn’t want to rinse off the smell of Holiday but he couldn’t sleep. He wanted her to show up on his doorstep. Jax wanted to spend the remainder of the night buried deep inside her.

  “Fuck!” He yelled in exasperation. Losing Me-Me and not having Holiday was driving him crazy. Exiting the shower, he wrapped up in a towel. Jax pulled open his laptop and violated a few rules. He found what he was looking for and dressed quickly.

  He popped the locks to his metallic gray BMW M2 coupe and slid inside. The drive took less than twenty minutes. He walked up the steps to the newly constructed townhouse. It was in a revitalized neighborhood and looked insanely inviting. He hoped the owner would be as well. Jax pushed the doorbell and waited.

  “Who is it?” She called out as she padded towards the door. The hot bath and wine were working to ease her nerves but Holiday knew she was craving more of Jax.

  “Please don’t kill me but it’s Jax,” he stammered. “I need to see you.”

  “Is everything okay with Emma?” She questioned gripping the lapels of her bathrobe.

  “She is stable, no change,” he said softly. “That’s not entirely why I am here.”

  “Jax what are you doing here,” she quipped through the door. “How do you know where I live?”

  Instead of fear or even anger, Holiday felt heat and desire pool between her legs. She wasn’t kidding herself, she would open the door eventually.

  “Um, Google,” he managed. “I know I’ve crossed the line. I just need you tonight.”

  “This is too much! Do you enjoy compromising me?”

  Jax sighed and turned to leave. She was right, he was compromising her. She could lose everything she worked hard to achieve because he was being a needy bitch. It wasn’t fair to put her in this position because he needed to be inside her. Holiday opened the door and he turned around on the last step.

  “You are right. I am sorry Holiday, you don’t need this shit complicating your life,” he managed shoving his hands in his pockets. She looked down at the ground and back up to Jax. He looked damn good in the jeans and she was pretty sure his hair was freshly washed. It wasn’t his normal style, limp and damp. She made to move and open the door wider. Jax gave a soft smile and walked up the six steps to her door. Inside he took a quick inventory before looking down at Holiday. Her place was beautifully decorated and spacious.

  “Thanks,” he said softly bending to kiss her lips. Jax pushed her hands away from the lapels of the robe and took hold of them. He pulled her in closer kissing deeply.

  “If I only get tonight,” he stated then added, “let’s make it memorable.”

  Feeling the spirit of adventure, Holiday pulled the belt of her robe free. Having just finished her bath, she was completely naked underneath. The robe hit the floor and Jax’s eyes practically bugged out.

  “Fuck,” Jax moaned before lifting Holiday. She wrapped her legs around his waist and directed him to her room. Inside the bedroom, Jax gingerly laid her on the bed. Holiday watched the man disrobe and felt her body, once again heat to a million degrees. Unsure of where this adventurous streak was coming from, she reached down and touched herself. Jax growled as he watched long cinnamon legs spread. The visual of her pink center had him ready to explode in his boxer briefs. Juices flowed over her fingers as she massaged her clit.

  “Let me please,” he insisted. Jax crawled onto the bed wearing only his boxer briefs. If he had them off, he would come too soon. He had much he wanted to do with Holiday tonight. First things first, he captured her fingers in his mouth sucking greedily on her juices. Holiday watched transfixed as he enjoyed the taste of her. When her fingers were cleaned, he nipped at the source. Holiday lay back on her elbows to watch Jax eat her pussy. It was thrilling to feel and to watch. His long tongue stroked her up and down, while a finger or two pumped into her tight space. Holiday threw her head back crying out as he expertly pleased her.

  “You taste so fucking good,” he murmured. “Let me hear you baby.”

  Holiday’s head snapped up and she took in the familiar surroundings. They were in her home, not her office, or a supply closet. She could be as loud as she wanted. For the first time, ever in her life, she could and wanted to express herself sexually.

  “What do I taste like baby,” she murmured out of curiosity.

  “Innocence,” he said quickly before sucking her clit. Holiday tried for a sexy smile but his mouth sent shockwaves of pleasure down her spine. Jax enjoyed the visual of the orgasm slamming into Holiday. Her hips bucked upwards as her long legs trembled. She called out his name, no concern for the volume of her voice. Jax was going to truly enjoy this evening. Keeping his finger inside the pulsating wetness, Jax rose to his knees. Using his free hand, he brought Holiday’s quivering mouth, still in the throes of her orgasm close. He quickly kissed her snaking his tongue inside.

  “See how good you taste,” he murmured against her mouth. She sucked his tongue greedily as he continued to finger fuck her. When he pulled his mouth away, Jax gave her a gentle shove to the mattress. Quickly, he inspected her breasts. They were perfect and fit perfectly in his hands. Jax wanted to spend some time focusing on the sensitive nipples. They were already hardened peaks but as he sucked them, they stiffened more. Holiday was sliding her wetness up and down his boxers. The contact with his cock made his body shake. He had to shake his head a few times to focus. Jax wanted her bathed in pleasure. He didn’t want to make this about his need. The first time they had sex, she admitted she wasn’t experienced. He could tell she didn’t have experience in the way of numbers but he knew natural talent. Already tonight she had him prac
tically coming in his boxers, without contact. Flexing her hips to grind against his cock forced him to stop the nipple attention.

  Sitting up on his knees, Jax watched Holiday reach inside his boxer briefs. Her delicate hand wrapped around his cock, forcing a cry from his throat. With eyes, boring into his soul, she watched his reactions to her touch. The litany of curses spewing from his mouth indicated he enjoyed this contact. Holiday used the fluid at the tip of his cock to move him up and down. She was sure to massage the sensitive spot underneath the tip. His growl of pleasure was also one of warning. Jax moved from the bed to quickly dispose of the boxer briefs. Upon returning, Holiday spread eagle for him on the bed. His tongue started at her left ankle and moved up the smooth leg. She was grateful she shaved her legs and other parts in the tub earlier. Once more he swiped her pussy from opening to clit with his long artful tongue. Holiday’s hips bucked off the bed in anticipation.

  It amazed her that his length and thickness could fit inside her body. The best part was how much she enjoyed his large dick inside her. Right now, he was teasing her entrance with the head. It was his turn to watch the myriad of expressions cross her face.

  “You liked sucking my dick earlier,” he insisted. Holiday shook her head, unable to verbally respond.

  “Tell me what you would have done if I didn’t stop you,” he demanded. Jax retreated from her entrance and covered her body with his. He waited for her answer.

  “I would have kept going,” she blushed. Jax’s devilish grin, nearly pushed her over the edge. If he slid into her now she would come. Jax purred, “You would have swallowed all of me?”

  Holiday’s head shook up and down as her eyes slid shut. She had never done that before. She tried oral before but it didn’t go as well as it went with Jax. There was something about the man that made her want to explore. He was fucking gorgeous, sexy, and incredible in bed. For the first time in her life, sex didn’t seem like a chore. Tonight, she was not responsible for her own orgasms.

  “Next time, I want you to swallow all of me,” he growled. The thought of Holiday on her knees forced his hand. He slid into her wet core and met with the greatest sensation ever. She came around him in a violent flurry of shivers before he was properly seated inside.

  “That’s it, come for me baby,” he roared. “You need to come all night for me.”

  Holiday clinched his arms as the orgasm proved to be especially powerful. She bucked her hips upwards and he slid the remainder of the way inside. Jax’s cry of pleasure nearly drowned out her continued moans.

  “So, tight baby,” he whimpered. “You sure you weren’t a virgin?”

  “Close but no baby,” she answered. “Now fuck me!”

  Jax’s soft chuckle was all the verbal response she was getting. His hips began a beautiful rhythm of thrusts designed to maximize both their pleasure. Holiday wrapped an arm around his neck and the other hand gripped the sheets. Jax lifted her legs in his arms, pumping steadily into slick hot wetness. The velvety soft walls of her pussy made short work of his hard cock. He wouldn’t last long and fought to maintain a sense of control. Holiday could only imagine how they looked right now. Jax’s lean strong body pumping hungrily into her folds. Her long legs practically wrapped around his body as he delved deeper. Holiday’s mind began to unravel. How could one man have so much control over her?

  Even if they said this was for one night, Holiday knew she would do whatever Jax wanted. If he wanted her again, then he would have her again. It was already obvious that she couldn’t say no to the man, even when her professionalism demanded it. Jax was literally fucking her brains out. The most surprising aspect to Holiday was that he was enjoying her. Not like, oh a quick lay enjoying her, he was really enjoying her body. There were no nerves or the usual boredom she experienced with sex. No! She was completely present with every stroke, kiss, flick of his tongue, or pulse of his throbbing cock. The thought of him being buried deep inside her pushed orgasm number three to the forefront.

  “Yes, baby right there,” she encouraged.

  “Are you going to come for me again,” he asked his voice ragged. Her hips thrust upward in response. Fuck, he didn’t want to stop but her intermittent internal squeezes were driving him fucking mad. After they were done, he would reassure her that he was free from disease. It was a bit too late but he supposed it was still worth it to have the conversation. They hadn’t used condoms at all. He didn’t have one in his wallet like most men. Sex had been off the table for him for a while. Now it was all he could think about. Scratch that sex with Holiday was all that he could think about.

  “This pussy is amazing. Come with me baby,” he howled. His thrusts were harder and much more rapid. He was chasing something awesome and Holiday was right with him. No matter how fast he moved or the loud squeaking of her bed, she met him thrust for thrust. Jax felt his brain ramp up as nerves took over. He roared as the first release filled Holiday. Her tight pussy clenched around him as she too let go. Their combined cries of pleasure continued for long moments. She whimpered, “Jax don’t stop fucking me.”

  “Holiday, baby, fuck,” he replied. Jax was unable to voluntarily move as his body shook from the continued orgasm. Afraid he was crushing her, he tried to move. His body was dead weight. He buried his face in the crook of her neck as sweat poured from his brow. A fine sheen of sweat covered both their bodies. Holiday intertwined her legs with Jax’s legs, effectively holding him in place. She didn’t want him to move. The weight of his body on her a comforting sensation after such an explosive orgasm. At some point, they both lightly snoozed, locked in that position.

  Holiday felt her arms being lifted above her head. Jax was still inside her and quickly coming to life. His mouth was on her before she could utter a word. The kisses were not forceful but tender and deliberate. He moved slowly at first in careful measured strokes. His hands clasped her hands pinning her arms to the bed. Inadvertently, she opened her legs wider accommodating him much more. The sexual desire and tension that was sated only a short while ago returned. Jax seated his hips perfectly between her thighs and continued the slow torturous lovemaking. Holiday was lost in the sweetness of the moment.

  Chapter 9

  Jax was making love to Holiday. He couldn’t just fuck her all the time. His body wanted an intimate connection with her. Unsure of why that new desire was driving his actions right now, he continued the loving strokes. Fucking Holiday was great but this was somehow even better. She was opening up to him and not just her legs. He could feel self-doubt, worry, and tension fade from her body as they melted into one. Her hands squeezed his in return as the soft whispers of pleasure fell from her lips. When he released her hands finding purchase in the soft brown curls of her hair, she gripped his back. The pads of her fingers provided feathery touches up and down his back. They were moving in a choreographed rhythm of gratification.

  Holiday was unlike any woman he had ever dated in the past. She most certainly was nothing like Colette. No Holiday was determined, polite, and sexy as hell. Even in scrubs and nursing shoes, she could make him rock hard. The softness of her genuine smile or the reassurance with words all endeared her to him. What he liked most was the innocence and shyness hiding behind her hazel eyes. She was professionally confident but not so much with her identity. Jax could tell that she was sexually inexperienced. Somehow, he managed to unleash the sexual demon locked in Holiday. He supposed before him, sex was an arbitrary act. He hoped to permanently changed her views on that tonight.

  Jax enjoyed the squeak of surprise when he rolled them over. She was on top of him, her body almost ready to explode. He wanted to watch her come undone from this vantage point. Her unruly curly brown hair was even more mussed because of his fingers. Soft perky breasts jutted out for him to enjoy. However, the dazzling nervous smile almost ended the second session. Holiday was doing her best to slide down his cock in this position. He could see the grimace of pain as she moved.

  “We can go slow baby,” he encouraged
. Jax moved his hips up slowly to give her more.

  “So, big, so good,” she whined. Holiday licked her lips and Jax accidentally thrust up with more force than he intended. She gave a cry but it wasn’t pain this time.

  “You like that,” he asked. His hooded gaze was unwavering even as the pleasure tried to force his eyes closed. He couldn’t take his eyes off Holiday. It was then he noticed the light smattering of freckles on her nose. The soft pink plumpness of her lips called to something deep inside him. The rounded hips and almost flat belly called to his primal side. He would fill her up with his seed every chance he got. Jax knew that he would have more chances with her, he had to, she was his drug of choice. He was snatched out of his reverie by the swell and throb of his dick. Holiday had him completely seated inside her pussy as it contracted. Her mouth gaped open with weird sounds escaping and her eyes screwed shut. She wasn’t coming just yet but she was very close.

  Jax debated on touching her clit and decided to prolong her pleasure and his for that matter. Instead he doubled his grip on her hips and thrust upward. Fuck that felt good! He almost ended them right there but pushed past the desire. Several more upward thrusts and she was moving rapidly up and down his cock chasing her orgasm. Jax wanted her to come undone, he wanted her beholden to him, and he wanted to possess her completely. His thumb found the sensitive nub and stroked. Holiday’s whimpers turned into a full-on scream as she came hard and fast. Jax aided the orgasm thrusting upward with each of her slowed movements.