Layers (22 page)

He moans.

“Lex.” He breathes out.

“Yeah, babe?”

“Never. Tell. Me. No.” He enunciates with each thrust.

“No…I mean…” I groan. Dear Lord he just hit that spot.

“Yes…I…never no.” I like alpha-Jax. I mean really like.

He glides over that spot. He’s thick and throbbing and I can’t breathe—I’m about to melt.

“God…babe, the way…you suck me in,” he says as he inhales or exhales. Who the fuck cares?

“Fuck, babe. I need you closer.”

Tug.

Ass slides off desk—warm strong fingers grip and pull.

Elbows collapse—head hits wood—hands grab edge of desk.

Legs spread—body crunches—knees fold over bare shoulder.

He sinks back into me.

“That’s…pretty damn close.” I pant.

He glides in and down into me. “Fuck, baby, look how your pussy grabs onto my dick.”

At this angle and this position it’s kind of hard not to. And fuck me—it’s the Eighth Wonder of the World.

“Do you see it, Lex?”

“I see it…I feel it.” His thick, wet cock eats my pussy up.

“I need you…I need you deeper—harder. Hold on tight babe.” He pants.

One of my hands holds tight to the side edge of the desk—the other grips the front.

Knees press into my chest—head grinds into wood—dick slaps hard.

“Do you feel me, babe?”

Is that a rhetorical question? I answer, “yes” in my head because my mouth doesn’t work.

“I’m close,” he hisses. “I’m going to come inside you so hard and deep you’ll leak for days babe.”

Holy Mother. “Yes…I need…you to…Jax,” I puff out.
Barely
.

“Fuck me Lex…fuck…I’m coming. Come with me babe.”

He bites the back of my knee—I let go and fly.

“Jax. Fuck!” I shout. “Don’t you fucking stop!”

“I’ll never stop. I’ll never stop loving you babe. Never!”

I shout his name—I think? “Jaaaxxx!” Okay, now I did. He continues to glide over that
spot
and then Holy Mother of All, he grinds into my swollen, on-fire clit.

“Fuck me!” I come again so hard my ears…buzzz and… then everything fades…to bla…

When I come to, I’m lying on a leather sofa, covered with a blanket. I shift my body and try to turn over. Crap—I think I have fucklash. I hold my neck and roll over.

The room is dark except for a lamp on the desk. And sitting behind the desk sits the man that literally fucked my brains out.

I sit up taking the blanket with me. I wrap it around my bare body and slowly walk toward his desk. I see the FedEx envelope lying next to his laptop. Hell, he’s looking though Zane’s report. I walk and stand in front of the desk. He looks up. Fuck. He’s all but happy. He’s fuck fucking fuck pissed.

I give him a weak smile. ”Hey.”

No greeting. This isn’t good.

I really wanted to explain to him why I authorized looking into the outside audits and the whole Will Harris mess. I know he was handling it—in house. But sometimes in house isn’t the best way. And hell yeah, I realize that it’s not my company—not my call. But his investigation team was slower than shit and over their heads.

I wanted the—no, I
want
the whole mess over. And yeah, I crossed the line when I asked hackers to hack into confidential records. But it was the only way to see the full scope of the damage Will and his cohorts had caused. And I wanted Jaxson to see that the Ryan security and firewalls suck. Big time. It was way too easy for Will to set me up—and way too easy for him to steal and hide hundreds of millions over twenty years. The whole system needs to be chucked and replaced. Yeah, I get it—again not my call.

I knew this shit was serious. I knew that the company his grandfather started and he’d worked his ass off for the last ten years—might not survive. I also knew that our relationship might be damaged beyond repair. All I can do is pray that he gets why I did what I did.

His eyes search mine. I pray they find what they need.

He clears his throat. “You authorized this?” he asks. His voice controlled yet cool.

“Yes. And I get it if you’re pissed with me.”

“You get it,” he growls. “Alexia, I don’t think
pissed
comes close to how I feel right now. I told you not to interfere. You promised me.”

I can’t believe that the man that fucked my brains out two hours earlier is the same man that’s sitting before me now. And there is nothing I can do or say right now that will help him—help us.

“I’m sorry Jaxson.” I sigh. “I did what I felt was necessary. What needed to be done. Ryan is in big trouble. I didn’t—I don’t think you see how much trouble.”

I pick up a stack of my clothing from a chair. “I’ll be around…at least for a few days. I’d like to talk to you about this before I leave if you’ll let me.”

I pick up the edge of the blanket and walk out the door.

I’ve been shacked up in my office for about three days. Sorry, I’m not Alexia. I can’t narrow it down to the hour, minute, second, and millisecond. I mean what guy wants to know that he’s one hour—four minutes—and five seconds late? Anyways, the company that I’ve worked my ass off for is in trouble—serious shit trouble. I’ve been on damage control for days: updating partners, strategizing with lawyers, reassuring clients, employees and banks. And then there’s the press—let’s not even go there.

The last few hours I’ve been talking with the DA. Will and his cohorts will be arraigned in the next few days. A total of seven individuals and three audit firms so far but the list is expected to grow. This whole mess is more widespread than anyone had imagined. So far, eight other companies have been scouring their financial records. When it’s all said and done a lot of lives will be forever changed.

And then there’s my girl. I said she would change my life—I had no
idea.
Change! Yeah right. She’s taken it over. I’ve been hers since the day she walked into my office. It’s been a wild ride and I have a feeling that I won’t be getting off the roller coaster any time soon. Am I angry that she took it upon herself to solve my problems—my company’s problems? Hell yes. I’m fucking furious. Where does she get off? I mean, really. But I had to shelf all my personal crap and just focus on being a CEO.

The last couple of hours I’ve been thinking about Alexia. I really should be kissing her feet. If she hadn’t found problems with the outside audits, Will would still be milking Ryan. Her curiosity and her sharp crazy brain picked up on something that no one had in twenty years.

And, again to her credit, she told me several times that the company’s security was at risk and I never looked into it. I thought just numbers were her thing—not security. But my girl knows a hell of a lot about running a company. I realized this after reading the report. I went over all one hundred and five pages and she directed all of it. She asked the questions and when she couldn’t find the answer—only then did she seek help from her investigators. And as far as I can tell fucking Zane Black was just a front man. Who the hell is this Brit anyway? I fucking hate him.

I haven’t seen or spoken to her in almost three days. I’d expected her to either pack up and leave or sulk in her room. No, not her. She had Jules over and they had a spa day. A freakin’ spa day.

After Mary chewed me out for the millionth time for not talking to Alexia, she informed me that Lex had talked her into having a Brazilian wax. TMI. Oh and, Lester and Lane had pedicures and Louie had a manicure. For hell! I told you she’s taken over.

She’s given me space other than a couple of texts.

To Ryan Staying until we chat!

To Ryan FYI Still Dripping!

The second text was almost my undoing. I wanted to find her and take her hard up against a wall. But I held out. I’m a man who’s in control of his faculties. Yeah, right. It took all my willpower and…well you know—four times…okay five. And then two hours ago she sent me a nice picture of the tatas. And that pretty much sealed it. I’ve taken care of business, sulked and licked my wounds and now I’m going to lick something…well you know.

Damn, I smell good. Yeah I just smelled myself up. Now I know why Lex runs her nose all over me. I just showered, shaved and man-scaped down under and now I’m looking down at my sleeping girl. God, she’s gorgeous. The way the moonlight shadows over her face. The way…shit! Whoa. The big guy’s twitchin’ and the boys are vibrating. Now hold on big guy. He’s about to detach himself and run up those long legs and dive in. Whoa. He just twitched again. Okay big guy—I’m feelin’ ya. It’s time for action.

I throw back a blanket and fuck—Beeb sheets. I peel back the Beeb sheet and hell yeah—there’s my girl. She’s a full commando sleeper—gotta love the all skin and no barrier access. I fold in behind her. God she smells like heaven.

“Babe,” I whisper just behind her ear—one of about three hundred of her erogenous zones. “Babe.”

She stirs, and then opens her eyes. “Hey you,” she whispers.

“Hey.”

“It’s about fucking time—you assbag,” she spouts.

That’s my girl. “Been a little busy.”

She turns and puts her forehead against mine. “I’m sorry Jax…I…”

“Babe.” I cut her off. “I know…I don’t want to talk about it. I’ve been dealing with that shit for days. All I want right now is to be buried deep inside of you.”

She smiles. “So the picture of the tatas did the trick?”

“Yeah it did and I’m done sulking. Lex, no more interference, I mean it. Fixing Ryan is my job—not yours. I’m the CEO.”

“I know you’re the CEO. I just…I just wanted it over and I…well, I wanted you to see it. To see and get how big of a shit storm Ryan is in.”

“Well, I get it. Believe me I get it.”

She kisses the tip of my nose. “Sorry.”

“Lex, thanks for staying. I mean just knowing you were here helped.”

“Hey—I told you I wasn’t leaving. I wouldn’t dump all that shit on you and then leave.”

I kiss the tip of her nose.

“I think the big guy missed me. He’s all but humping my thigh,” she purrs.

She has no idea how much the big guy has missed her. All he’s been thinking about is how he was buried in his pussy so deep that he all but disintegrated.

“Ya, think?”

“Yeah, but I’d rather not think—I’d rather be preoccupied.”

“Preoccupied huh? I’ll show you preoccupied.”

I flip her onto her belly and straddle her. She giggles. Fuck me. This back. This ass. One day I’m going to fuck this ass.
My
ass. Yeah right, you say. It will happen—just you wait and see. I slide on down her thighs—making sure the big guy trails pre–come along the way. She moans. Oh yeah, she feels it. I kiss and lick each perfect ass cheek. I nip the right one.

She jumps. “Hell! That hurt, Jax!”

“Good hurt or bad, babe?”

She moan-sighs. “Good. It hurt so good, Jax.”

I sit up and part her thigh with my knees. I run a finger up the crack. I hiss. “You’re soaking babe.”

“Duh.”

That’s my Lex—such a romantic. I circle a finger over her clit. Her ass flinches. She whimpers. I grab a pillow and shove in under her hips. No. Not high enough. I grab another. Perfect.

I kneel between her thighs and part her cheeks. I lean in and inhale. Yeah, that’s what I said. For hell you say. Get over yourself. It turns me on. And if you could see this ass…well you’re never going to—it’s mine. But if you could you’d give it a whiff.

Warning,
if you couldn’t handle the inhaling then you might want to skip the next few lines. Take a coffee break. Or go and grow a pair. I spread her wide and lick her from clit to asshole. I lick until I have my girl squirming and hissing out my name and the Lord’s—over and over. Then I circle her tight hole a few times.

“Fuck me,” she cries.

I know she doesn’t mean with the big guy, but he jumps anyway. I mentally scold him for being so impatient. He replies with a heavy throb against her thigh. Okay…enough, I’m ready. I need to make her come before the big guy detaches and takes matters into his own…okay he has no hands so let’s say takes matters into his own head.

“Jax, fuck me” she yells. Her asshole quivers around my tongue.

Okay the pre-show is over. I sit up on my knees and plunge into her pussy.

“Fuck me!” I yell. And she does.

Lex grabs the pillows from under her hips and tosses them off the bed. She gets up on all fours—arches her back then rocks back into me. Hard. I smack up against her backside. I grab her hips and set the pace.

“Deeper, Jax. Fuck me deeper.”

I don’t know if that’s even possible but I’ll try. I push her shoulder down toward the bed then lift her ass. I plunge into her. Hell yes it’s possible.