The rain pelted down against the roof of his house. Jax Paulson leaned back against his soft leather couch relishing the sound. He loved the rain. It always put him in the mood.

To write.

Chuckling to himself, he rose from the couch to stoke the fire as he put on a fresh pot of coffee.

Suddenly, thunder crashed and a huge bolt of lightning struck a large tree in the woods behind his house. Jax raced to the window to see an enormous branch crash to the ground. The rain continued to pour as the wind howled.

Walking back to the coffee pot, he heard a sharp knock at his door.

“Who the hell could that be?” He looked at his phone. It was after midnight.

He yanked open the door to see a gorgeous woman standing there drenched from head to toe. Her hair was plastered to her head like a helmet.

Still, he could tell she was quite lovely. Her tan coat clung to her body revealing her delicious curves.

“Hi, I know it’s late, but my car broke down a few miles back. My phone died and I need to call for help.”

Jax nodded and stepped aside.

“Please, come in. It’s really coming down out there. I’ll get my phone for you.”

The woman walked inside standing right by the door.

“I’m soaked and I don’t want to get your floors wet.” She smiled looking around at the large living room and spacious kitchen. She inhaled the delicious aroma of fresh coffee.

“Of course! Let me grab some towels. You must be freezing.” Jax dashed to his laundry room to grab a handful of towels.

When he came back into the room, she’d already taken her leather boots off.

“Thanks. This is a fabulous house. I thought to myself when I broke down a few miles back, Sarah, go up to that gorgeous home you passed a few minutes ago. So I walked back here. The rain was a bitch. I’m completely soaked.” She shivered.

“You must be. It’s been raining hard for the past few hours.” Jax glanced back at his flooding yard. If this rain kept up, it would drown the flowers his gardener had just planted.

“My name’s Sarah Bender, by the way. What’s yours?”

“It’s Jax.”

“Jax like Jax Paulson, the author?”

“That would be me.” He grinned. It still amazed him that he had achieved minor celebrity status.

“Oh my God! This is insane! I’m like your number 1 fan! I’ve read all your books. I can’t believe I didn’t recognize you!” Her face flushed red as she dried her long hair with the towel.

“Thank you. Can I get you a cup of coffee? I just made a fresh pot.”

“Sure.”

Sarah wrapped the towels around her wet clothes as she shuffled over to the kitchen table.

“So rain puts you in the mood?”

“What?”

Sarah laughed gesturing to the open laptop on the table.

“To write. It’s exciting to see the place where the Master Himself makes his magic.” She winked.

He shook his head.

“There’s no real magic to it. I just write whatever comes to mind. Do you still need to use my phone?” He held it out to her.

“Definitely.”

Quickly, she punched a text to a friend.

“He’ll be here in about an hour. He’s downtown at the moment. Mind if I hang out here?”

A quick glance out the window told Jax the rain was still pouring. He could see the water running in streams down the driveway.

“Sure.”

“While I’m here, maybe I could get you to sign a book for me?”

“Absolutely. I’ve got a ton of paperbacks lying around. Which one is your favorite?”

“Definitely Forsaken! It was so dark!”

“No problem.” Jax handed her a cup of coffee while he grabbed a paperback from his shelf. He quickly autographed it and placed it on the table.

“Thank you! My friends will be so jealous when they see this!” She gushed.

Jax looked at her still soaking clothes dripping wet on his floor.

“Sarah, you’re still soaked. Can I get you a t-shirt or something to put on? I could dry your clothes in my dryer.”

Her green eyes widened.

“That would be terrific. I really appreciate it! Oh God, my friends are going to flip when I tell all about this.”

Jax chuckled as he went to retrieve a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants.

As he strolled back into the living room, his mouth fell open. There stood Sarah completely nude. She’d stripped off her soaking wet dress, bra, and panties.

“I’m sorry. I’ll just leave the shirt here.” Jax turned to leave his face burning with embarrassment.

“Don’t,” she whispered.

Turning around, Jax was stunned to see how beautiful she was. Sarah was quite tall for a woman. He guessed her to be around 5’9 or so. Her legs were long and luscious. Her body was flawless with big, firm breasts and a tiny waist. Her long hair was a sandy shade of brown that hung to her nipples. Jax couldn’t take his eyes off of her.

“Sarah, I just met you.” He murmured.

“Oh please, I think we know what this is.” She winked motioning for him to come closer.

Walking over to her, Jax became overwhelmed with desire. His cock throbbed with need as he took her into his arms. He thought out of all the sexy scenarios he’d written, this was by far better than any of them.

As her lips pressed down to his, he felt how real all this had become to him. How very much all the fantasies he’d written all these years were becoming reality. Sure, he’d been a hotshot in the military some would say a national hero by becoming a Marine, and he’d gotten his share of pussy, but the fantasies he constructed by writing were far more vivid, more satisfying than anything he’d had in reality.

Until tonight.

Sarah’s long light brown hair swept across his face as she leaned over him her full sensual lips brushing his at first before he pulled her to him. Her tongue flickered out to roam Jax’s mouth becoming one with his. Her breasts firm loomed over him like two full moons. His hands drifted up her body tracing the planes of her dusky flesh. She was so incredibly soft. A slight trickle of perspiration dripped between the valley of her cleavage as he pressed her breasts together imagining what it would feel like to shove his cock between them.

A small bead of come oozed from the tip of his cock as he ached to sink deep inside her. He could feel how wet she was as she leaned her body over his allowing his lips to graze her nipples. His arms encircled her waist bringing her down closer to him so he could suck her delicious nipples. They were so hard and pink feeling like gumdrops in his mouth. He rolled each nipples between his teeth teasing her biting her a tiny bit harder each time. Her breathing quickened as his hands reached her ass squeezing it before giving it a light slap.

She writhed beneath his touch as he pushed his hand down between them feeling the heat between her legs. His fingers found her wetness and probed deep inside her. She moaned with pleasure as did he feeling how tight she was. Sinking his cock deep inside her was going to be…

Heaven.

Suddenly, Sarah reached to pull his fingers from her. He watched mesmerized as she took his fingers dripping with her own juices and shoved them into her mouth. Her eyes gazed deep into his as she slowly pulled Jax’s fingers from her lips licking them clean.

Damn.

This woman was the definition of intense. The rain still poured down outside in torrents pelting the small frame of his house. The fire flickered brightly in the fireplace casting a rosy glow to her body. His dick was harder than it had ever been before.

“Sarah,” he murmured as he caught her about the waist and flipped her over. He fell upon her pressing his cock against her wet pussy.

“Fuck me, Jax. Please.” She moaned as her arms curled around him. He eased his cock inside her feeling every inch being enveloped by her tight wetness. She cried out as he then gave a hard shove at the end pushing in as hard as he could. She fit him as tight and smooth as a glove. Her fingernails dug deep into the flesh of his back as he thrust in and out of her. He felt her tits jiggling beneath his well-muscled chest. Sweat began to bead at his hairline as the fire between them intensified.

Suddenly, thunder crashed overhead and lightening lit up the entire room. Sarah wrapped her long legs around him, her hands clutching his ass driving him deeper into her. He groaned as he felt his cock begin to twitch. Her breath was coming hot and fast just like his own. Her pussy tightened around him and he knew she was coming.

Their eyes met briefly and he saw the pleasure erupt on her face. Immediately, he found his sweet release as well feeling the orgasm flood him causing his entire body to shake. She was still beneath him slippery with sweat as Jax pumped the last of his load deep within her.

Breathless, he brushed the hair from her face caressing her cheek softly.

“Sarah, you’re amazing.” The words fell from his lips before he could stop myself.

“You have no idea, Jax.” Her green eyes twinkled with mischief as he pulled out of her.

Sarah looked out the window to see that the rain had stopped. Only a few sprinkles remained.

“Looks like the rain has let up. Guess I’ll walk back to my car now.” Sarah pulled the dry t-shirt over her head.

Jax was confused.

“But what about your wet clothes? I haven’t dried them yet!” Jax scrambled off the floor and handed them to her.

She shrugged.

“You don’t mind if I keep this shirt, do you? It’s a fan shirt so I’m sure you don’t ever wear it.”

He nodded.

Suddenly, a pair of headlights flashed in the window as a car pulled up the long driveway.

“That’s Tim, my friend. Guess I have to be going. Thanks for the book, the shirt, and the company.” She winked at him as she sauntered out the door.

Jax stared after her his mouth open. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that to happen.

It was almost as if it had been orchestrated.

Which, of course, it had been.