Beautiful Strangers (7 page)

    
When Reggie told me what song
I had for my first set tonight I got really excited, “Prince’s Get Off” is one
of my all time favorites. I decided since I was starting off with “Prince” I
wanted to wear my lacy purple bustier with its coordinating lacy boy shorts, a
purple feathered mask and of course purple Jimmy’s to match and tonight I left
my long wavy
 
hair down.

   
Stacey brought me a lemon drop
shot and I was feeling good and looking great. My inner sex kitten was purring
as I approached the stage. The lights went down and I took my place center
stage sitting backward on a black chair with my back facing the crowd. I could
feel the crowd’s anticipation traveling through the air towards me, and it
fueled my kitten even more.

   
The music started and I
imagined this was a private performance for Jaxson. I gave a seductive glance
over my shoulder, before throwing my head back, my hair spread onto the floor
as I traveled my torso playfully with my right hand brushing lightly over my
center.

  
I rolled off the chair onto my
stomach and began crawling like a lioness on the hunt for her prey down the
center catwalk. I rolled onto my back with my knees bent and pumped my center
up and down touching myself all over.

  
These men were filled with lust,
by this point and howling cat calls at me. The song was almost over and as I
was standing to make my exit a guy jumped on stage and grabbed my arm briefly
before security tackled him and tossed him out the door.

   
I would know his touch anywhere
that was Evan. Shit I had hoped he bought my lie. Now he was going to get me
fired. Why can’t he leave well enough alone fucker! Aaron the clubs head of
security spoke with me backstage, as far as they were concerned Evan was just
another rowdy customer who had too much to drink. Thank God for small favors.

   
What am I going to do about
this shit? I was so damn mad, I could rip him a new one. My phone started
vibrating like crazy with texts and voice mails. I didn’t need to look at them
to know who they were from. I turned my phone off and went back to work. The
rest of my shift went pretty good considering. I was itching to text Jax and
invite him over but was afraid of what was waiting when I turned my phone back
on.

Seriously?

  
Fifteen missed text messages and
three voice mails, really Evan, come on now. He wasn’t this concerned about me
the whole time we were together. That’s men for you, always wanting what they can’t
have. I ignored thirteen texts from Evan and then I smiled, two texts were from
Jax.
 

   
Jax: can’t make it out
paparazzi staking out my gate. There’s a service road located at the back of my
property that the paparazzi hasn’t found yet come spring me!

 
Me: send me directions on my way
now.

  
After driving around for an
extra twenty minutes, I finally found the road behind his house. You would
never know it was there unless you were told.

   
I texted Jax to tell him I was
finally here.

  
Jax: Turn your lights off I’ll
be out soon.

  
His text instructed. Curiosity
got the best of me while I waited and I found myself skimming through all the
text from Evan.

  
Evan:
 
I’m so sorry Gracie!

  
Accounted for ninety percent of
them, but the last one took me by surprise.

Evan: when were you going to tell me you were fucking Jaxson Hayes? I
need to talk to you its very important angel!

    
Oh hell! I did not need this
shit and Jaxson definitely doesn’t need it either. I wasn’t ready to bare it
all to Jaxson just yet. I wasn’t even sure what was happening between us. If he
still is interested after the video wraps I will come clean with him about
everything. I almost forgot what I was doing out here by the time he showed his
face. He scared me out of my skin when he slid into my passenger seat.

   
“I knew you’d come through for
me lover,” leaning over for a brief kiss.

   
“Why exactly am I sneaking you
out of your house?” I snickered at him.

   
“Sadie showed up about three
hours ago with an army of photogs after her; guess she’s trying to squash the
rumors about my new mystery lady.

   
“Did you skip out on your
girlfriend?” Stressing the word girlfriend, I asked.

   
“My not girlfriend is probably
looking for me as we speak. She was trying to get me to let the paparazzi snap
pictures of us in front of any window she thought they could get a shot of. I
know she is trying to protect her image, but you have no idea how sick I am of
pretending for her,” he sounded defeated.

  
“Let’s get out of here, before
we’re discovered by Sadie’s hounds,” he barked.

  
We drove in silence until we
made it to my place. I didn’t want to pressure him into details about the
arrangement he had with Sadie. I had a feeling he would tell me more when he
was ready.

    
“Jax, are you hungry? I’m no
Betty Crocker but I have some left over pizza and a couple buds if you want to
join me.”

    
“Cold pizza and beer, Gracie
you really know the way to my heart,” he almost smiled. I don’t know exactly
what Sadie did to put him in such an off mood, but I don’t like it one bit.

    
“Being with you babe is so
damn easy,” he sighed. “I don’t have to pretend or put on an act, you’re the
only person I can just be myself around.”

  
“Is that a polite way of telling
me I’m easy?” I teased him trying to lighten his mood. That cracked a smile
from him.

Where’s the fire?

  
“I’m dead on my feet, let’s lie
in bed and watch a movie.” I had every intention on lying in Jax arms and
falling asleep to “St. Elmo’s Fire,” but his hard member pressing against my
back let me know he had other ideas. I awoke the next day fully naked and to
the smell of something burning.
  

   
What in the hell is that smell?
I thought picking up Jaxson’s t-shirt from my floor and sliding it over my head
just as my smoke detector started to sound. I tried so hard not to laugh when I
discovered the source of the smell and the smoke coming from my kitchen.

   
Jax was attempting to open my
kitchen window and was cursing under his breath. He also just happened to be
buck naked. What a sight, his ass is perfection. He was trying to fry bacon and
had caught my stove on fire because he thought he was supposed to add grease to
keep it from sticking to the pan.

  
The best part of the whole
incident occurred when the fire department burst through my front door. I don’t
know who was more surprised. Jax standing there in the buff seeing a man with
an axe charging through the door right towards him, or the fireman’s surprise
when he caught sight of Jaxson trying to cover his naked self with a dish
towel.

    
My side was sore from laughing
so hard and the stink eye I got from Jax while he was autographing the
firemen’s axe told me I may get punished for enjoying the scene before me so
much.

   
The fire department left after
lecturing us about the dangers of grease fires. They also agreed to keep his
name out of their report in exchange for the autographs.

  
“Wow babe you really know how to
wake a girl up,” I giggled.

   
“Gracie you are just begging
for me to punish you,” he growled.

   
“I’ll call Ray and have him fix
your door and figure out if I owe you a new stove when he picks me up. This may
be a while. I am going to catch hell for skipping out on Sadie.” He almost
looked like he was afraid of her.

  
“So if you’ll have me a little
longer. I am going to take a shower to get this stink of smoke off me and think
of ways to punish you.” He swatted at my rear menacingly.
 

   
“How about I go grab us
breakfast while you contemplate what you plan on doing to me.” I gave him my
come get me smile.

  
In the privacy of my car, I took
half a hit of speed. This morning was a little better no cold sweats but the
nausea was here full force. Jaxson Hayes may be just what I needed to beat
this.

     
Against better judgment I
listened to my voicemail. First one played:

Grace you don’t want to push me away, no one knows you better than me,
and I love you angel.

   
The next one was just the sound
of him breathing. The last one played Evan in an exasperated voice pleading:

 
Gracie please call me, we can work
this out. Please!

    
I sighed and called him, and
thankfully I was sent straight to voice mail.

   
Me: Evan I don’t know what you
want me to say, I need time to think and maybe if you can give me some space we
can talk when and if I’m ready.

    
Back home I found a pouting
Jaxson waiting for me.

   
“I am so embarrassed Grace, and
I’m really sorry about your stove.”

   
“Jax I am just glad you didn’t
burn your dick. I kinda like it. I brought you some biscuits and gravy,” I
grinned.

  
“You are so wicked, babe! Mind
if I use your phone?
 
I didn’t bring mine
when I snuck out last night.” He kissed my cheek and took his breakfast from my
hands.

   
I got out of the shower and was
very pleased to see Jax lying in wait on my bed.

   
“Now for your punishment
lover,” with a sinful smile. His eyes were bright blue with promise.

   
I dropped my towel and let him
appreciate the view. I’m not conceited but with a dancer’s body, I know he
liked what he was viewing. His full salute was ready for me. Climbing into bed
I lay on my stomach and turned my face towards him, desire coursing through
every cell in me. I could feel my heat radiating below.

   
I batted my eyelashes at him as
he traced the length of my angel wings tattoo down my back.

   
“Please punish me Jax.” I
moaned.

   
“Have patience my anxious
lover,” he mummers as he begins kissing me lightly on each wing.

  
“I want to take my time with
you. I’m not sure when I’ll have you alone again.”

    
He moved down towards my feet
and began to massage me from the tips of my toes to the tops of my shoulders. I
know this game he is going to drive me mad with anticipation. With each
brushing of his lips against my skin I stifled a moan.

   
“Turn over lover I want to
taste you,” he whispered. “Your eyes are so pale and clear I think I can see
straight through them to your soul Grace.”

    
Oh my, this man is shaking my
world upside down and setting my soul on fire. Pushing his knee between my legs
he lowered himself over top of me, I could feel the chemistry radiating between
us. He began his assault. First taking turns with each of my breast suckling
one while tweaking the other.

   
His cock was stretching and he
was trying so hard not to enter me. Just when I thought he would take me, he
shifted down further flicking his tongue over my aching clit.
 
Raising my hips to meet every kiss he began
fucking me with his tongue.

   
I grabbed the top of his head
with one hand and grasped the sheets with the other, “I don’t know how much
longer I can hold on Jax!” I let out his name in a cry.

   
“Let
yourself
go lover,” he moans into my moist sex.

  
He covers my mouth with his own
as our bodies become one and the taste of me on
his
lips was all it took. Waves of ecstasy rippled through my body as he began to
take me hard and fast. I rolled back over to my stomach letting him take me
from behind and with each thrust he smacked my ass harder and harder until he
found his own release.

   
“Damn, that was fucking
wonderful” he growled.

   
“I have no words Jax,” I
hoarsely whisper back.

  
We lay in bed for at least an
hour talking about everything and nothing in each others arms.

   
Ray showed up a little later
informing us that he would have someone come over to repair my door and he
ordered me a new stove online and made arrangements for my old one to be
removed. We said our goodbyes and Ray had to practically drag him to the car.

   
“Come on lover boy you will see
her tomorrow,” Ray scolded him almost like a father would do. I had to fight
back my giggle as I closed my broken door. I think my body was still shuddering
from the orgasm Jaxson gifted me the next day.

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