SADIE
WITH A JOLT, I SAT up and pulled the sheets to cover by naked breasts.
I still wasn’t used to sleeping naked, but Jaxson insisted on it. Jaxson. Things were changing between us. This was becoming more than just wild sex. Although, I wasn’t sure he wanted to admit it, and I knew I couldn’t.
I pushed my destiny out of my mind. I had five more weeks with him, and I was going to make the most of it.
Throwing aside the sheets, I slid out of bed. When I saw our clothes on the floor, last night came back to me in a flash, and I smiled like a smitten schoolgirl.
St. Kitts.
The dance floor.
Walking on the beach.
Talking about his mother, her drinking, how he practically raised himself. I got it. My father didn’t start drinking until I was much older than he was, but that didn’t change anything.
Life was still tough.
I shut that out and remembered Jaxson.
The way he’d lowered me onto the sand and took me with a need that sent my senses soaring. To me Jaxson was an angel who fucked like the devil.
I looked around.
Where was he, anyway?
The door was open to the bathroom, and when I stepped closer, I could hear the water running. I licked my lips. I had yet to be the aggressor in this relationship, but that was about to change.
Glancing back at our haphazard clothes, I couldn’t believe I wanted him again. I swung my gaze back in his direction, and that was when it landed on the clock. It was almost eight.
Almost eight!
Crap.
So much for the idea of a quiet seduction. There was no time for that. I was going to be late! And if I didn’t hurry I’d miss the plane.
Was he not planning on taking me to work today? Did he not need my help? And if not, why? What had I done? I thought he said I was doing well.
I ran into the bathroom a hundred miles an hour and ducked into the commode room. “Jaxson, why didn’t you wake me? I’m going to be late.” I sounded as panicked as I felt.
His voice echoed from the huge shower. “Relax, Thief. The shoot in Tobago had to be postponed until tomorrow. The plane is still having issues. I thought I’d let you sleep in and then we’d do some shopping and sightseeing.”
“Oh,” I said in relief. “That sounds fun.”
I could hear his chuckle.
He found me amusing, did he?
I’d give him something he wouldn’t laugh about.
Slowly, I stepped out of the commode room and stared through the glass at Jaxson. My plan temporarily derailed. Water streamed down his back and rolled down his hard body. His chocolate-brown hair was wet, and with the weight of the water, it hung longer than it usually did.
I licked my lips.
The seduction was on.
The multiple showerheads were spraying down on him. His eyes were closed as he started washing himself, his hands drifting lower and lower.
My heart started beating wildly. I planned to take over that job. I was his assistant, after all, and if his cock needed help, I couldn’t turn away.
Silently, I stepped inside the sleek marble space. The spray from some of the six water jets hit my face but I didn’t even tremble. My body was already humming with lust-filled adrenaline.
His hands circled his cock and I let out a sigh of desire I couldn’t help from expelling, and in doing so, I gave myself away.
Jaxson’s eyes snapped open and his cock went from the semi-erect state it had been in to fully erect in a matter of moments. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.” I didn’t waste any time sliding my hand over his erection. “I hope I didn’t interrupt anything.”
He grinned at me. “No, you didn’t.”
I raised a brow. “Darn, I was hoping to assist.”
His eyes glowed with desire even though he raised his palms in a surrender-like motion. “I think I’ll give you lead on this one,” he said in a gruff voice.
My breath stuttered across my lips as I stepped closer to him and then got on my toes. I kissed his mouth, sliding my tongue in to taste him. I loved the way he swallowed my breath when the kiss got heated.
I pulled away from him moments later and pushed him back against the shower wall.
Dropping to my knees, I glanced up at him, and his dark gaze locked on mine. Heat and desire. Hot. Torrid.
Staring up at him, I took the tip of his cock in my mouth. Drops of water hit my tongue, and I swallowed them as I took him deeper.
A tortured groan rose above the sound of the rushing water, and my entire body became a taut bundle of nerves.
Applying light suction, I took him deeper than I ever had. He hit the back of my throat and I swallowed. The responding hiss from his lips edged me on. I pulled him out and then sucked deeply again.
His chest worked up and down, his breaths coming in ragged bursts. “Fuck,” he groaned.
Untangling his hands from my hair, he slid them down to my arms and lifted me up to him. His mouth crashed to mine in a heated clash and his lips consumed me.
Before I knew what was happening, he lifted me, pinned me to the wall, and had his cock inside me.
“Oh, God,” I screamed out.
I wrapped my legs around him and hooked my ankles together in response. I had no idea how he managed but his thrusts were swift and deep and set a flurry of butterflies free in my belly.
His hands roamed my ass, his mouth consumed mine, and our bodies were one. Something this volatile, this consuming, should have concerned me but I would have had to been able to think, and the only thing I could do was feel.
We came together. Me screaming. Him swearing. And both spent.
Setting me on my feet, he looked down at me. “Maybe we should start every day like this?”
I found it hard to argue.