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Chapter 17

Alexis

Isla and I are having a great time getting to know each other tonight. I won't lie; I was so nervous about meeting his family. But they've been nothing but welcoming and genuinely interested in me as a person, not Jason's arm candy.

So, when Jason heads toward the stage, blood drained from his face, looking like he’s about to face his worst enemy; she and I burst into laughter.

She and I are going to get along swimmingly.

I can't help but watch his every move as he joins the other men on stage. I may be biased, but he is the best-looking one up there. I wonder how much a lunch with him will go for? I briefly consider using his paddle and bidding for him, but no. Letting him suffer through this is too good. I'm secure enough in our relationship to know that this is for charity, and while he would be nice to whoever wins the bid, he'll make it clear that nothing will come of it.

He's second in line, and I can't help but laugh again; he looks so miserable. While the other guys are smiling and winking at the crowd, clearly trying to pump them up, my poor man just looks like he wants to disappear.

The first guy's date goes for five thousand, which honestly seemed low to me. As the auctioneer comes to Jason, he goes up to the podium and clearly requests the mic. The auctioneer is confused at first, but hands it over reluctantly. I sit up straight, wondering what the hell he is doing.

"Hello, everyone, you may know me already, but I'm Jason Adams. I was super single when I signed up for this months ago, but in case you've been living under a rock, I recently started dating the lovely Dr. Alexis Masters." He points to me, and a spotlight quickly spins around and lights me up. I blush, smiling shyly at the crowd, who are now all looking at me. I wave and get a friendly chuckle from the guests. "So, unfortunately, all my lunches are spoken for. I'll be donating ten thousand, though, to compensate for any loss by me stepping down. Have a good night, everyone."

He steps off stage, aiming straight for me, cool as a cucumber. The crowd has dissolved into whispers and quiet laughter. This will absolutely be in every gossip magazine tomorrow.

When he finally gets back to our table, he tips my head back for a kiss that lasts much longer than is socially acceptable. When he breaks our kiss, I'm in a daze, suddenly wishing we were home. He retakes his seat and drags mine closer, wrapping an arm around me and giving me another kiss on my temple. I can't help but peek at his parents across the table. Martha is watching us with hearts in her eyes, while Tom is clearly still laughing over his son's antics.

"You did not need to do that, you know." I pull back to see his face, pinching his chin and rolling my eyes. "My ego can handle you taking someone out to lunch for charity."

He smiles and pinches my chin right back, the bastard. “Oh, I know, but why suffer through a potentially boring lunch when I could donate to a good cause and focus my energy on spending time with you? Now pay attention to the rest of the auction. We’re not leaving tonight until I bid and win something for you.”

An hour later, we're saying our goodbyes. Jason won a sunset dinner cruise on a sailboat after a fierce bidding war with some old dude. Seriously, I thought they were going to start fighting. They were giving each other such murderous stares. Finally, the guy’s wife whispered in his ear, and he gave up.

“Mom, please tell the staff and the board that tonight was wonderful. You all outdid yourselves as usual.” Jason hugs his mom close, then moves to chat with his dad and sister.

Martha approaches me and takes my hand. "I hope this isn't too invasive of me, but I've been watching you and my son all night, and I see how much you care for each other. Am I jumping the gun by hoping there'll be wedding bells soon?" She looks so hopeful and happy that I hesitate to crush her dreams. She and my mom will get along just fine. It's almost comical how similar they are.

"Martha, I'll be honest, I care for your son deeply. But we've only just started our relationship, so no, we aren't getting married soon. When we do make that next step, you'll be the first to know." She nods, accepting my answer, and we hug goodbye.

Isla and I make plans for coffee, which I can see makes Jason nervous. He doesn’t want us ganging up on him. Little does he know we’re already well on our way to being a team against him.

After what feels like an eternity later, we're back in the town car. As soon as he's seated, Jason puts up the privacy shade between the driver and us and pulls me into his lap. "Those goodbyes felt like an eternity. My mom didn't say anything she shouldn't, did she?" I shake my head and press my mouth to his. We spend the rest of the car ride making out like a couple of teenagers.

By the time we reach our building, I am on fire. Up until tonight, we've got each other off with hands and mouths, but tonight he is going to rail me properly. I won't let him stop us.

My center aches for him, and I’m already soaked.

I manage to keep it together until we're in the elevator alone. I turn to Jason, handing over my keys, and say, "Jason, if you don't fuck me until I forget my name tonight, I will not be happy."

"Babe, you read my mind." He yanks me into his arms and helps me adjust my skirt so I can wrap my legs around his waist. Thank you, Mei-Ling, for adding a slit! Our lips are practically fused together, tongues dancing as he presses me against one of the elevator walls and grinds against me. I can't help but gasp when our centers line up. If this is exquisite, how will it feel when he's finally inside of me?

The elevator dings, and we, well Jason, stumble out, one arm holding me up, the other fumbling with my keys.

To say I have never been so desperate to have sex with someone in my life would be a gross understatement.

Finally, we're in my unit, and clothes start to come off. Shoes first, then his bow tie and jacket. By the time we reach my room, his shirt is half off and pants unzipped. But we're struggling with my dress.

"Fuck, babe, I'm going to have to put you down. I can't see what I'm doing, and these buttons aren't cooperating. If I didn't think Mei-Ling would castrate me, I would just rip them."

"No! Don't do that. I love this dress. Put me down." He sets me down, and I turn so he can see what he's doing. A minute later, my dress sags forward, and I can start peeling it off. As it pools at my feet, I turn to find Jason staring slack-jawed. He didn't expect me to be completely naked underneath that dress. He groans, trailing a finger down my chest, gently tugging one nipple, making me gasp. "Damn, Alexis, it is a good thing I didn't know you weren't wearing panties. I would have had my hand up your skirt all night."

He pulls me close for another searing kiss, and we work together to get the rest of his clothes off. We both moan when our naked bodies finally meet. With little effort, he picks me up again and tosses me onto my bed. I can't help but giggle in anticipation.

He stands there a moment, stroking himself. I bite my lip, suddenly wishing my mouth and hands were doing that instead. "Nope, not yet, Doctor. I have plans for you that don't involve you sucking my dick just yet." He smiles wickedly, and my center clenches in anticipation. I am so ready for whatever he wants. "Reach behind and grab your headboard with both hands. You aren't allowed to let go of it until you come. Do you understand?"

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