SaraI couldn't believe Jaxon was kissing me so desperately. It almost felt like he truly wanted me–needed me. I couldn't handle this. I couldn't handle his harsh words, playing with my life as he did and then playing with my heart like this. I was trying to get over him. I pushed his shoulders with all my might. I knew I wasn't strong enough to really push him off of me, but he moved away at my touch. He looked at me with a wild fire in his eyes and appeared almost… angry, like it was taking all his self-control to hold back from pulling me toward him again. "What are you doing?" I demanded, trying to sound angry. But I didn't feel very angry anymore, just hurt and confused. I locked my jaw into place, refusing to let him see that. I kept my eyes on his. His eyes still looked too wild, too eager. "You wouldn't shut up. I needed to remind you who was in charge here," he answered lowly.I scoffed. Of course. My heart sank, and I realized that he didn't want me the same w

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

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

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 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