SaraJaxon was not gentle. Every move he made was needy and desperate. He threw me down on the bed before tearing off his shirt and throwing it on the floor. I stared in awe at his bare, rippled chest. He quickly grabbed hold of my shorts and almost ripped them as he pulled them down, tossing them aside, then bent down quickly shoving his face deep between my legs. I screamed out wildly. I reached my hand out and gripped a handful of his hair, pressing him deeper. He let his tongue run over every inch of me. My body went crazy with pleasure–like little electric shocks through me. "F*ck! Jaxon!" I cried out. I could feel myself getting ready to come. I couldn't stop the heat from rising, but Jaxon showed no signs of slowing down. He seemed just as desperate for this as I was. I screamed out and thrust my hips closer to him. He held my hips and pinned me back down holding me hostage to the will of his tongue. I rolled my eyes back and teared at the pillow next to me. I had nev
JaxonSara was laying on her side now away from me. I desperately wished I could know what she was thinking. I laid there letting the sweat and everything else dry against my skin as I tried to even out my breathing. I felt more satisfied than I ever had but somewhat guilty and angry at myself. I knew I couldn't have held out much longer; I knew I wasn't that strong. I would have given in eventually, but I could hardly stand knowing she viewed this as 'just sex'. I glanced at her from the corner of my eye. I could hardly stand how beautiful she was. I could feel my body desperately trying to get hard again at the sight of her, but I forced myself to remain calm. She looked like a perfect hourglass laying on her side. Her butt made a mouthwatering heart that led into the small curve of her waist and back up where I could just see the edge of one of her breasts, her thick delicious breasts. Her skin was so soft and delicate. I could still taste her juices on my tongue and savored
SaraMy head was throbbing when I opened my eyes. My body felt worn and tired from all the rough activities the day before. I stretched lightly and felt a sting through my ribs. My arms and legs felt stiff, and I groaned leaning back into my pillow. I threw my arm over to the other side to see that Jaxon was no longer there. I sighed and groaned again. I didn't really expect him to linger and wake up cuddling me. But waking up alone after such a night made me feel like a cheap whore. I felt sore and wounded inside as well. F*ck. I stretched my arm out again and felt a large stack of papers. I sat up slowly and pulled the papers onto my lap. There was a note on top from Jaxon. 'Sara. Here's the information you'll need for the manuscript. I expect to see some real work soon. Jaxon.' I took the note in my hands and crumbled it up, throwing it on the floor. Now, I felt worse than a whore. All the pretending I had done in my mind last night came crashing down on me and buried
JaxonI pinched the bridge of my nose in irritation as I prepared myself to walk into this meeting with the board. I knew it wouldn't be a pleasant conversation, especially with my mother there, pressing in on her unnecessary worries. I rolled my eyes to myself just thinking about it. I pulled my face together as Ron pulled up to the building. I kept my expression tightened and my own irritations tucked away inside. "Thank you, Ron," I stated quietly, pushing open the door and stepping into the bright morning light. I started buttoning my jacket as I walked toward the double doors. The men out front were quick to open them before I had even gotten close. I smiled in reply. For just a moment, my mind drifted back to Sara. I pictured her naked in bed as I had left her, her wild strawberry hair scattered around her face. She was so beautiful, and I desperately wanted to be back there with her. I grunted quietly and pushed that from my mind. I couldn't let myself be distracte
SaraI felt better and relieved being at work. I tied my apron and tried to get back into the groove of things. I would just be working at the diner for now, but that was enough."Sara! You're back!" Lauren exclaimed, moving around quickly to hug me. I winced for a moment when she squeezed too tight around my ribs. The mob doc said they weren't broken anymore, but that they were still bruised and would be sore for a while.... I groaned internally. "Yes, I'm here. Has it been this crazy for a while?" I asked, looking around at the disorder. "Yeah, Mabel hasn't had a chance to hire anyone new since, you know, Ben was… arrested," Lauren answered. She looked truly worried that she was going to upset me. I squeezed her arm with a weak smile. Grabbing the plates from Mark, I moved to carry them to their table. I was going to need a milkshake soon or some sort of caffeine or sugar high. I moved as quickly as I could, rounding the tables and taking orders. I didn't want t
JaxonMy jealousy was only matched by my anger. I let go of Sara's face when the light turned green, but she still hadn't answered me. She was mad that I was uncomfortable with her seeing Mark. I wanted to scream at her, but I kept myself as controlled as possible. I pressed my foot down a bit too hard on the gas pedal. How could she really blame me? My anger was starting to win over my jealousy. Did she not remember all that had happened with Ben?"Is it really that hard? Are you so determined to go against me that you'd continually risk your safety?" I demanded. Sara let out a heavy breath and kept her face away from mine. I drove faster than necessary. I gripped my hands tightly around the steering wheel. "Maybe our ideas of keeping me safe just differ… drastically," she replied, acidly. She crossed her arms over her chest, and her breasts pushed up splendidly. For a moment, I couldn't tear my eyes away, but soon, the anger was stronger, and I was able to avert my ey
SaraI stomped into the house. I wanted to scream and punch Jaxon in the face. I felt so angry and humiliated. I couldn't stand it. How could I truly mean so little to him after everything? I screamed out loud as I stomped my way up the stairs. Before I reached the top, Jaxon's strong hand gripped tight around my arm and whipped me around. His eyes were tight, and his lips were in a thin line. "Let me go," I growled. "No," he replied. His voice was calm, and he kept his eyes on me. He forced me back down a little until my face was closer to his."Damn it, Jaxon, let me go," I screamed again. I tried to pull my arm away, but his grip was so much stronger than mine. If I continued to pull much harder, I'd have another bruise. I narrowed my eyes at him. "You don't get to make such demands of me," he answered, still more calm than necessary. It was strange watching him flip from how he was in the car to this frightening and controlled person. The underworld king was in charge
SaraI stayed still and concentrated on my breathing. I didn't want to focus on all the thoughts that, now that the physical moment had passed, were raging a war in my head. I glanced at Jaxon. His eyes were still closed. I wanted to shake him awake and demand answers. "What are you doing?" I whispered. Jaxon opened his eyes and looked at me but made no motion to speak. "Jaxon...." I pleaded. He turned away from me. "You were clearly only looking at me as a villain who took what he pleased without a care." He still wasn't telling me anything. I needed to know how he really felt about me. But he was right back to being… Jaxon. "Do you want me just to hate you?" I asked. I tried to keep my voice even but the anger slipped out. Jaxon frowned. "It doesn't matter what I want…" he whispered. I couldn't really see his eyes well, but he had a look that was almost sad. I couldn't help but scoff. "You keep reminding me that you own me," I barked. "You must have a reason fo