Sweet Seduction (3 page)

The cold steel of the door handle sends a chill through my body as I open the door to the Blue Whiskey Club. The rush of warm air that hits me as I step inside soothes the bite from the cold night air. Fall is officially in Boston and is making me wish I wore a pair of stockings under my dress.

I'm two hours late to the show, even though I promised Jax I would be here. It seemed like one thing after another at the restaurant kept me from sneaking out early. First the fryers went out, then we ran short on lobsters, and the nail in the coffin was a rowdy private party that just wouldn't leave until I finally kicked their drunk asses out of the bar after midnight. Maybe it was fate telling me I shouldn’t be here.

I should be at home prepping the menus for the new week and finalizing the schedules. Once again I’m letting my weakness for Jax and those delicious lips of his fog my better judgement. I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss we shared in the foyer of my brother’s house. The warmth of his lips still lingers on my mine.

I was so preoccupied that I cut my index finger with my serrated knife. Jax has become a distraction I can’t afford, especially not when I have a restaurant to run and investors that are breathing down my neck for new ideas for the second location I want to open with Pippa. My focus needs to be on my career, not some guy. A guy who can give me the most mind blowing orgasms I’ve ever had. You’re getting off track Lexi, I whisper to myself. I just need one more night to get him out of my system.

I scan the club looking for Pippa, Grayson, and Jen but they are nowhere to be found. They must have given up on me. The place is still packed and the band is packing up their gear. I feel sad I missed watching Jax perform. I’ve never been much of a metal fan, but after seeing Jax and his band play, I’m forever changed. The way Jax pours himself into every song…it's like getting a four-minute glimpse into his soul.

Slipping off my coat, I step further inside, weaving my way through the crowd, hoping to find at least one familiar face. I'm about to give up when I spot Jax standing in the back corner of the club. Even with the dim lights above him, I can see a bored look on his face. He’s surrounded by a group of girls, but he keeps looking around the club, he's looking for me.

Seeing him with all of those girls is actually making me feel jealous. I want to stomp over there and rip out all of their obviously cheap hair extensions for even being near my man. Now I get how Jax felt when he thought I was Grayson's fiancée. I can feel the same rage bubbling over. Walking in here I was fully prepared to write him off, get my fix, then leave for good this time. But the idea of someone else with him makes me sick to my stomach. 

I push through the line of over teased and short-skirted women. Jax’s whole face lights up the moment our eyes lock, and the boyish grin he flashes me sends a wave of pleasure through my body. Stepping up to his side, I slide my arm around his waist and glance over at the girls, who are now giving me the look of death.

“Sorry girls, but...” I pause and turn back to Jax and run my tongue up his cheek. “...I licked him, so he's mine. Now go crawl back under the rock you climbed out from.” 

I watch proudly as they all walk away with their tails tucked between their legs, rolling their eyes at me.

“You’re late.” Jax’s fingers slide under my chin, tilting my lips up to his.

“Better late than never.” I grin, sealing my lips to his, my tongue pushing inside his warm mouth. I can taste the beer on his. He slips his other hand under my dress, fingers teasing along my lace covered slit. “Jax,” I squeal, pulling away from his lips.

“Someone has been thinking about me.” He cockily grins, stepping in front of me, pushing me against the wall. His hand slides around to the front of my panties.

“You may have crossed my mind once today.” I have to bite my cheek to keep from moaning when he pushes two of his nimble fingers inside me. The thumb strumming along my clit is making me lose all logical function in my brain.

“You’re cute when you lie, but your body is giving you away. I bet you were thinking about my cock buried inside this sweet cunt of yours, weren't you?”

He curls his fingers, gently stroking my sweet spot, coaxing me to say yes.

“Maybe,” I softly moan.

“Fuck maybe,” he growls in my ear, thrusting his fingers harder into me.

“Fuck.” My head rolls back against the brick wall, the heat slowly building deep inside me with each rough thrust of his fingers. Just the way I like it. One night and he already knows my body better than anyone. “You’re all I can think about,” I confess.

“I can’t get you out of my head either, Lexi. All I could think about was you riding my cock. Those big fucking tits bouncing as you moved. Using me to get yourself off. I’ve been hard as a fucking rock all day.” He pauses then grabs my hand, bringing it to the front of his pants, pressing it against his hard length. “See this is what you do to me.”

I pull my lip between my teeth, stroking my hand along his thick nine and a half inches. My pussy is already aching for a taste.

“I need you Jax,” I murmur.

“Not until you come all over my fucking hand.” He cages me in with his hard muscular body. He presses the seam of his zipper against my hand letting me know what awaits me if I’m a good girl and come for him. I can feel the pulse of his cock through the denim. God help me, I want to feel it inside me.

The lights have dimmed even more, signaling the start of the next band. The loud beat of the music masks my screams as Jax works me to the brink with his skillful fingers, while his other arm snakes around my waist, holding me up as the waves of pleasure surge through me.  He releases his fingers from me, bringing them up to his mouth. My juices drip down his hand. I watch intensely as he slowly licks each finger clean, wishing he was doing that to my clit. He only finger fucked me, and I’m already second guessing my decision to leave him after tonight.

“You look so fucking sexy when you come. Come on, I want you to see.” He grabs my hand and leads me through the club and down the hallway to the ladies’ room. He knocks on the door and, when no one answers, he opens the door and holds it for me. I step past the threshold, the excitement coursing through my veins.

“Take off your panties and bend over the sink,” he demands, closing and locking the door behind him.

I lay my purse and coat on the bathroom counter. Grabbing the hem of my dress, I slowly pull the fabric over my hips. I can feel his eyes on me, watching every move I make. Just as I slip my fingers under the band of my panties, I hear the zipper on Jax’s pants. I look over my shoulder in time to see him pulling out his rock hard cock. I lick my lips hungrily as I watch the beads of cum dripping down his thick shaft while he strokes himself.

His breathing deepens as he watches me sliding off my panties. A deep primal growl roars from his chest as I wiggle my ass at him. I drop the lace next to my coat and assume the position, resting my hands on the edge of the cold marble counter, my ass on full display for him. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I don’t recognize the woman staring back at me. She is not the same woman that walked into the club, the one that was prepared to put her foot down and tell Jax just one more night and I’m gone. No, this is the new Lexi, the one Jax brought out the night we met, the one who is ready to say fuck it to her old life for the beautiful man standing behind her stroking his dick.

Jax steps behind me, pressing his length against my ass. He’s so hot and hard it makes my pussy clench in anticipation. He leans into my ear and whispers, “Keep your eyes on that mirror. I want you to see just how much you love my cock inside you.” He nips at my ear lobe, then forces my legs wider with his knee. He slowly and teasingly pushes inside me.

I force my eyes to stay open, watching my mouth fall open as he fills me to the hilt. His hand cracks across my right ass cheek, making me yelp out in pleasure and pain and beg for another. I watch his hand rear back and it’s like I’m living and watching a porn at the same time, and it has me so fucking turned on I can feel my juices dripping down my thighs.

Through the loud music I can hear the sound of our bodies coming together, echoing through the tiny bathroom. I look up in the mirror and catch a glimpse of Jax’s face, his head is dropped back, his mouth open as soft moans spill from his lips, and it’s all because of me. I’ve never watched anyone's face as we made love before. It makes me feel even more powerful knowing I’m the reason he’s feeling so good right now. I want to record this moment and play it over and over, just so I can see the look on his face and hear the sounds he’s making whenever I want.

His hands grip my hips harder, his cock throbbing deep inside me. My hands white knuckle grip the edge of the counter as every pulse-pounding thrust lets me know who owns me. Jax’s eyes lock on mine in the mirror. His intense stare sends a chill through my body. Just as my orgasm rips through me I see him mouth You’re mine.

“Get back in bed, I’m not done with you yet.” I grab Lexi by the wrist, jerking her back down into bed before she has a chance to pick her clothes up off the floor. We’ve spent every waking moment fucking since I brought Lexi home from the bar. Even in the moments we did sleep, I was still fully sheathed inside her. I can’t go for more than five minutes without being inside that tight little cunt of hers. The twenty-minute drive from the bar to my loft was like fucking torture. Even playing with her pussy and watching her come over and over during the drive still couldn’t quench my thirst to be inside her.

“Jax!” she squeals as I roll on top of her, caging her tiny frame with my body. I told her I wasn’t going to let her out of my sight again, and I'm keeping that promise. She’s not going anywhere, at least not without me.

“Jax, I have to get to work,” she protests.

“It’s Sunday, your restaurant isn’t open on Sunday's.” My lips ghosting down her neck, and my tongue dipping in the hollow of her throat.

“How do you know I have a restaurant?” she murmurs.

“You’re not the only one that knows how to use the Internet,” I say before pulling her dark pink nipple between my teeth, forcing her back to bow off the bed.

“Yes, it’s closed but I still have work to do. I have to prepare the menus for the week and double check the purchase orders.”

“You can do all of that here,” I reply, running my tongue along the curve of her creamy breast.

“I need to shower, get a change of clothes,” she interjects. Her mouth keeps fighting me but her body, every sweet delicate inch of her, from the raised goosebumps to the growing scent of her desire filling my nose is telling me she wants to stay.

“You can shower with me and, as far as your clothes go, you won’t be needing them,” I say before kissing and licking a trail down her body. Our eyes lock, her mouth falling open as my tongue glides up her wet slit. She tastes so damn good, like the sweetest honey I have ever tasted.

“I’m never leaving this bed, am I? You’re just going to keep me here to be your sex slave.” Her words turning to soft moans as my tongue dances along her clit.

“You figured out my plan.” I wink up at her, sucking her throbbing bud into my mouth.

“I have...” She starts to say but my hot mouth on her mound distracts her. “...Jax, stop. I can’t think straight when you do that.”

“That’s the point, baby.” She can fight me all she wants, but there is no way I am letting her out of this bed. We have a lot of time to make up for after I was stupid enough to let her go two weeks ago.

“Jax, I really do have to go. I’m supposed to have dinner with my brother and Pippa tonight.” There she goes with the excuses again.

“Then I will go with you.” Her body tenses up the moment the words pass my lips. She pushes my head away and jumps out of bed, taking the sheet with her and wrapping it around herself, covering up her gorgeous body.

“Oh no, I’m not ready for that to happen.” Her voice is shaky and nervous, like she’s afraid of her brother knowing about us.

“Why not? I’m sure by now Pippa has already told your brother about us, so why don’t you want me to come to dinner?” I ask sitting on the edge of the bed.

She paces back and forth in front of my bed mumbling to herself, “It’s just you’re not the type of guy I usually date.”

“Just the kind you fuck.”

“No that’s not what I mean. It’s just my brother can be very protective of me, and I need to ease him into the idea of us. I don’t want him shooting your dick off for fucking his sister. I’m kind of partial to that part of your body.” She lets out a little shy giggle.

“I’m partial to him too,” I reply, shifting on the bed and running my hand over my dick.

Grayson has never come off as the violent type, but that was before I started fucking his sister.

“Who cares what your brother thinks about us. All that matters is that we make each other happy.” I reach over and grab her wrist pulling her between my legs.

“All we have done is make each other come,” she says with a slight blush in her cheeks.

“Doesn’t that make you happy?”

She erupts into laughter. “Jax you are terrible.”

I pull open the sheet, letting it pool to the floor. My hands immediately go to the soft curve of her hips, eyes exploring every inch of her naked body. She is so damn beautiful.

“I know your brother’s opinion of me is important to you, but all that should matter is how we make each other feel. And you make me the happiest I’ve been in a very long time. I’m going to spend the rest of my days making you happy and taking care of you.” I press a gentle kiss to her stomach. I haven’t felt this alive in a long time. My heart truly started beating again the moment I laid eyes on Lexi.

“How can you be so dirty one minute and so sweet the next?” She straddles my waist then slowly sinks down my length. Our lips meet in a deep kiss.

“You bring it out in me. I will stay here while you go to your family dinner as long as you promise to come back when it's over,” I say, working her hips along my cock.

“I promise. I won’t be late this time.”

“You better be on time or I won’t let you come for the rest of the night.” My hips buck hard up into her, letting her know just how serious I am.

All that slips from her mouth are muffled moans as her body arches back from the wave of pleasure that rocks her body. I suck one of her fat nipples into my mouth, the tug of my teeth makes her pussy clench around my length. She takes the lead, grinding and rocking her hips, working us both over the edge.

Walking out of the bathroom, I find Lexi lying on her stomach on my bed. She’s reading through emails on her phone, the glow from the setting sun is dancing off her bare curves. Grabbing my phone off the dresser, I open up the camera, needing to capture how fucking sexy she looks right now. The click of the camera sends Lexi’s head whipping around in my direction.

“What do you think you are doing back there?” she asks.

“Just taking a picture of this sexy as fuck ass.”

I give her ass a nice hard smack as I climb back on the bed. “This will keep me warm while you're away.”

She grabs the phone from my hand and examines the picture. “This is hot but I think we can do better.” She winks up at me then rolls over on her back. She hands me back my phone and poses for me. Resting her hands above her head, her blonde hair fanned out over my pillow and she’s flashing me a sultry smile.

I angle the camera just right, making sure to get every inch of her naked body in the picture. Just looking at her like this has me pitching a tent in my boxers. After I get the picture, Lexi sits up on her knees and peaks down at the picture then at the hard-on she gave me.

“That’s the one,” she says with a cheeky grin. “I have to go, or I’m going to be late for my dinner.”

“You’re just going to leave me like this.”

Her hand slips inside my boxers, wrapping around my cock. “Don’t worry, I’ll take real good care of him when I get back,” she whispers in my ear as she gives me a few strokes before removing her hand and climbing off the bed.

“You could just take care of him now.” I grin, crashing back down on the bed. My cock standing at full attention under my boxers.

“You and I both know the moment I let you stick your dick in me I’m not going anywhere. It’s better for you that I make it to this dinner tonight with my brother.”

She picks up her dress off the floor, and I watch sadly as she slips it on and zips it. It’s a shame to cover up such a gorgeous body. After she puts her shoes on, she walks back over to the bed, dangling her lavender purple lace panties over my face.

“For your collection.” She grins, nodding her head toward the whiskey bottle on my nightstand that still has her thong slung around the neck.

I slide the panties from her finger then grab her by the wrist pulling her down on top of me. She lets out a little squeal. “Thank you,” I manage to get out before she seals her lips to mine.

“My pleasure. I’ll...see...you...later,” she murmurs between kisses.