Page 32 of Deadly Desires

Twenty-One

Melody

Iam completely screwed. I thought maybe I’d learn something about Jaxon that would have me taking a step back with my feelings, but turns out I’m just falling for him even more.

He and Brooke were orphaned at a young age when their parents had a horrible car accident. Their Aunt Jenny and Uncle Bill took them in and became a bonus set of parents for them. They had also adopted James and Kayden a few years before.

Once Brooke and Jaxon turned eighteen, they both came into a lot—and I mean A LOT—of money. The first thing Jaxon did with his was buy his aunt and uncle a bigger home. Though, they did keep it modest according to Jaxon. He said they’ve always loved to live simply and refused to take any bigger of a house than what he got them.

Jaxon took the rest of his money and invested it. With the help of Franklin and James, he was able to quickly multiply his money a hundred times over. According to numerous articles, he was one of the fastest growing billionaires in California. Even though he’s rich-rich, he still donates to and attends different charity events throughout the year, and actually has one coming up that he would like me to attend with him. It surprises me I haven’t seen him at charity events before; my parents used to love parading me around at them in hopes of finding someone to marry me off to.

I was surprised when I learned just how rich he is. He definitely doesn’t act like he’s rich and too good for everyone. Which just makes me fall for him a little bit more.

Needing to finally burst our little bubble of perfect happiness, I mention to Jax that it’s probably about time that we head back to my place to start the cleaning process.

“Already taking care of that, little sparrow. They should be finished by early afternoon, if you want to head there afterwards?”

How is this man even real? From mind blowing orgasms, to cooking me breakfast in bed, to now taking care of my home. I swear this man’s love language is acts of service, because does he ever love to serve.

I look at Jax and can’t help the little laugh that slips out. “You are something else, you know that? Most women would think you are a walking red flag, with your possessiveness and take charge attitude. Honestly, all it does is turn me on.”

Jaxon levels me with a heated look. “Don’t talk about being turned on unless you plan on acting on it, little sparrow.”

“Hmm, but I can’t help it, I’m already so wet,” I tease him.

Quicker than a fox, Jaxon has me on his lap, my ass in the air and briefs pulled down, and a slap ringing out around us.

I’m so confused by what just happened, all I do is lay there with my mouth open.

“I told you Melody, I take what I want.” Another slap lands on my already red ass. The pain is biting, but then he rubs the pain away. The process repeats itself for five more rounds. By the end of it, I’m left panting and absolutely soaked.

“Jax, please.”

SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.

Three quick slaps to my ass and I’m crying out with each one.

“What did I tell you about using your words, little sparrow. Tell me what you want or so help me god…”

“Jax… I want… I want to go to your office. I’ve been a bad girl.”

It’s Jaxon’s turn to look shocked. With a smirk and without wasting any more time, Jax leads me down the hall into his office.

Making my way around the desk, I make a motion with my hand for Jax to have a seat. We are both still wearing his boxer briefs, except he’s shirtless and I’m in a white tee.

As Jax takes a seat, I take off my shirt, letting the cold air pebble my breasts. Jax hisses as he intakes air at my sudden strip show. Feeling confident, I walk over to him and lean over to his ear. “Do you like what you see?”

He simply nods. Next, I turn and place my back to Jax, slowly taking off the boxer briefs. With them in a puddle at my feet, I step out of them and make my way back over to Jax. I straddle him in the chair, nothing but his own briefs between us. I can feel his erection against my stomach, and it takes everything in me not to remove it from his briefs and simply impale myself on it.

Running my hands through his hair, I yank back his head and kiss him. We are a clash of teeth and tongues as passion consumes us, but this time I’m in charge.

I back out of the kiss, moving to Jaxon’s neck where I suck and lick a path down his chest and over his stomach. The muscles there ripple with each kiss I place on his tanned skin, until I make my way lower.

Grabbing the top of his briefs in each hand, I tell him, “Lift your hips for me, Jax.”

I make quick work of removing his briefs, where his erection bobs right in my face.

Taking his length in my hand, I begin to lick him starting from the bottom and making my way to the top, before circling his head with my tongue. I take him into my mouth, sucking and licking like it’s the greatest damn lollipop I’ve ever had.

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