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Burned (Zodiac Alphas) by Josephine Jade, Gia Star (10)

Chapter Ten

Lexi had been too ramped to go back to her cabin after setting the trap in the server room. It was one of the most clever programs she'd ever written on the fly. It would actually look like she was the one skimming from Jackson, but soon it would collect data to prove who the real thief was. Once she had her proof she could confront the thief. Or tell Jackson.

If he was still speaking to her after she told him she was Lexi later today.

The Celestial had docked sometime in the last hour in the beautiful town of Bari, on the southern coast of Italy. Soon people would be getting off the ship to go explore. Lexi hadn’t even thought of what she might like to do. Hadn’t thought much past telling Jackson the truth.

She was sitting at the dawn breakfast buffet area, in a corner table, keeping her back to the rest of the people in the room and her hoodie up. She didn't want to talk to anyone. She just wanted to sit here and figure out how she was going to explain all of this situation to him.

Their reasons for being apart four years ago no longer existed — she was definitely not too young or inexperienced for him — but that didn't mean he wouldn’t be furious that the ass he'd had his dick buried in last night belonged to the same woman he'd left because she'd been too innocent for him.

She should've told him before now, before all the letters, but hadn't known how. Still didn't know how.

She felt a hand grab the back of her neck over her hoodie just as she stood up.

“I hope you weren't planning on going into Italy today because you're not getting off this ship.”

Jackson. And he sounded pissed. Oh God, somehow he had seen her or figured it out on his own. 

“Jackson...” She tried to spin around so she could see him, talk to him face to face, but he kept his hand clamped on her neck.

“You're not going anywhere off the ship. Not until I have some answers. And you're damn well not going to give them to me here. We’re going to my cabin.”

He marched her ahead of him to his suite on the top floor, keeping his hand firmly on her neck. Lexi didn't try to talk. Jackson was right she didn't want to have this conversation in public. But she did wish he would turn her loose so she could look at him, try to gauge his features. Was he furious? Did any of the love he'd felt for her still exist?

He kept her nose almost to the door as he used his card key to enter his room. Even then he didn't release his hold on her neck. 

“I want you naked, on all fours on my bed. If I get out of the shower and you're not there, I will find you, and you will not like it.”

Lexi nodded and he released her. Without another word or looking at her he crossed to the bathroom closing the door behind him. She just stared at the closed door. What did this mean? How he found out?

Ultimately it didn't really matter how he found out. He knew. That was what was important. She would let him work out his initial anger and then they could hopefully talk about moving forward.

Oh God, she hoped so.

But for now, he wanted her naked. He wanted her. They were finally going to have sex. No masks. No misconceptions. No matter what happened afterwards she would at least have this. She could feel the wetness gathering in her pussy.

She stripped out of her hoodie, black jeans, and tank top. Her underwear and bra joined the discarded clothes and she positioned herself on his bed.

She breathed. Deep, focused breaths. She wasn't afraid that Jackson would hurt her. Not physically anyway.

She heard the bathroom door open and Jackson move around the room behind her. She heard a condom wrapper open. Oh God.

“This lovely view seems very familiar. But this time I'm going to take that pussy rather than your ass. No talking. You gave up the right to talk when you decided to deceive me. The only word I want to hear from you is if you decide to safe-word out.”

There was so much she needed to explain. So much she should say. But she couldn't bring herself to do it. She just nodded.

She jerked as she felt his fingers touch her thighs gently, easing her legs apart. Gentleness was not what she been expecting. His fingers worked their way up to her pussy lips, sliding along her slit, easing one finger in and out. A sigh escaped her.

That finger continue to work itself in and out of her, while his other hand reached around to play with her breasts. Her nipples hardened, desperate for his touch.

“You're so wet. I don't know why you had the rule about not letting anyone in this pussy, but I won't lie, I'm glad you did.”

His thumb began strumming against her clit and her sighs became pants.

This was Jackson touching her the way she'd always dreamed.

Since Lexi had started participating in the BDSM lifestyle a year ago she'd spent quite a bit of time in subspace, just letting her mind go free. To just be in the moment. It had always taken a combination of pain and pleasure, and the right Dom being able to control both.

Now, as Jackson's fingers played with both her breast and her pussy she let her mind to go to that place again.

To just feel.

* * *

Jackson felt the change come over Alexandra. He felt everything about her body soften, submit, give in to him. It hadn't been what he expected, but he would take it. 

He still didn't know exactly what she’d done in that computer server room, but knew it wasn't good. Alexandra Silver may be going to prison soon, but damn if he wasn’t going to get a taste of her first, ethical or not. Although, looking down the soft, submissive arch of her back as she lowered her head to rest on her arms, Jackson wondered for just a second if he'd be able to do it. To send her to jail. He took his hand off her breast and ran his fingers from her neck all the way down her spine to her ass, still slightly pink from his spanks hours ago.

Right now he wasn't going to think about whether she was a criminal or not, he was just going to think about sinking himself balls-deep in that pussy.

God she was so tight. He wasn't sure exactly when her husband died or when she last had sex. But she was so damn tight against just one of his fingers. Working his cock in was going to be tough.

Super fucking hot, but tough.

Maybe he could add to the lubrication. He kissed down her ass cheeks, until he was kneeling on the side of the bed, then moved her knee out so her hips dropped lower. 

Right to where his mouth was. He began to eat her out from behind. 

“Oh my God,” she muttered as her whole body began to shake when his tongue penetrated her pussy. 

He reached up and smacked her ass. “No. Talking.”  Then he began to thrust his tongue into her again, licking from the back all the way to the front. His fingers came up to lift the hood of her clit so he could suck the sensitive bundle. Her body bucked as he continued his onslaught, her voice somewhere between a wail and a moan. 

She tasted so fucking sweet. He could stay down there all day feasting on her. But he also wanted to claim her pussy. Claim what she hadn't given to any other man at the club. 

Burying his tongue deep inside her one more time, Jackson stood. He pulled her hips back so she was at the edge of the bed. He would take her from here.  

Her hands gripped the covers out in front of her as he began to ease himself in inch by inch like he had in her ass earlier tonight. 

“Your cunt is so hot. So tight.” His teeth were gritted as he eased himself in further, feeling the silky lining of her pussy milking him. 

She began to rock her hips back, needing more than his shallow thrusts could give her. “You want this, baby?” He gave her another shallow thrust and she whimpered. “Because I want to give it to you.”

With a firm grasp of her hips he thrust all the way into her. She gasped in pain and froze. He felt the slight resistance inside her and froze too. Alexandra had been a virgin? How was that even possible? 

“What the fuck?” 

Her hips began to move again. “Jackson. Please keep going.” The plea came out as a sob and she peeked over his shoulder to look at him and he got a good look at her face for the first time.

His entire world shifted on its axis.

What. The. Hell.

Lexi?”

He was buried balls deep in Lexi Durham

She moved her hips again, her pussy throbbing around him in need.

Oh, fucking hell, he was buried balls deep in Lexi Durham. Had just thrust his way through her virginity. Felt her inner flesh gripping at him, milking him.

“Please don't stop, Jackson.” 

His body was already moving inside her, didn't give a shit about whatever existential crisis his brain might be having because he was balls deep in Lexi Durham.

Jackson gave himself over to it. There wasn't any way he could stop himself now unless Alexandra — fucking Lexi — safe-worded out. And the way she was clenching around him, that seemed unlikely.

But he could damn well make this the most memorable first time experience someone could have. He reached around with both hands to cup her breasts, rolling her tightened nipples between his fingers as he thrust slowly in and out of her, wanting to give her a chance to adjust. 

But Lexi had other plans. She bucked her hips back against him, obviously wanting more.

Her green eyes peered over her shoulder at him. “Fuck me, Jackson. Hard. Please, I need you.”

The Dom inside him took over. “Touch your clit. You want hard, I'll give it to you.” He thrust back in, faster this time, his hands gripping her hips, feeling her heat and wet surrounding him. Her cries became louder and he could feel her clenching around him.

“Master—” The word sobbed from her lips. “Please!”

“Come, Lexi. Now.”

He felt her fly apart around him. Her body jerked and he couldn't hold back his own groan and the orgasm tightened up from his balls then ripped through him. Her back arched, milking his release for long moments. Finally, they both slid, exhausted, to the bed.

Jackson got up to dispose of the condom and found Lexi still lying half-on, half-off the bed when he returned. He slid her legs all the way on to the mattress.

Her eyes were closed but he didn't care. He wasn't waiting for answers.

“I have so many questions, I don't even know where to start. But why don't we begin with why the hell I thought you were another woman twice as I put my dick inside you the last twenty-four hours?”