Chapter 11
“Are you sure you don’t want me to take you home, baby?” her father asked.
“Don’t worry, Dad. I have a ride home.” Sofie gave her father a hug as they stood next to his car. Her mother was already in, sitting in the passenger seat.
“Well, all right. Don’t forget we are going to grill out at the house next weekend.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“I should be able to make it.” She laughed.
Her father loved cooking out, and his grilling was infamous. He slid into the car and gave her a wave. She spun around and walked a few rows over to an expensive sports car.
Jaxon leaned against it, waiting for her. Alana’s party was beginning to wind down. She hadn’t driven this morning when she and Alana had gone to breakfast and the beauty shop to get their hair done. London had gone all out for Alana and had them chauffeured in a luxury limousine. She at first was going to spend the night in one of the guest rooms, but she’d changed her mind when Jaxon had offered to take her home.
“And whose ride is this?” She hefted her purse on her shoulder, folding her arms in front of her. She eyed the vehicle and knew it would be too costly for her nurse salary. She kept forgetting the Keith brothers were loaded. Their business was definitely booming by the looks of his ride.
“Mine.” Jaxon’s cocky grin spread wide. He pushed off the car and moved to the passenger door and opened it for her.
She raised an eyebrow and ambled over to him.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing.” She slid into the supple leather seat and exhaled.
He shut the door and came around to the driver’s side. He got in and shut the door. They were basked in darkness. The scent of real leather and new car assaulted her.
“So you keep cars here, but you don’t live in Cleveland?”
He turned the engine on and maneuvered it through the row of cars parked on the lawn. With the amount of guests that had showed up for Alana’s party, everyone had parked in the large yard in front of the mansion. Soon, Jaxon had guided the car onto the paved driveway and headed toward the road.
“Well, I was staying at London’s old condo until he decided to sell it. I didn’t have much here since his place was furnished. So when he sold it, I just moved my things to their house.”
“And you hadn’t considered moving here, or is LA your home?” she asked quietly. This question had popped into her head the second he’d shared with her that he was interested in more. The butterflies in her stomach fluttered. Could she do a long-distance relationship? California and Ohio were not close at all, and the time difference could be brutal.
“I’ve considered it. Ohio is definitely much cheaper to live than LA. With the office there, London and I have always rotated between here and there. LA is exciting, but it can get old quick,” he said.
“I’ve only been there once,” she murmured. She turned in her seat slightly to face Jaxon. His dark hair fell forward toward his face. Her hand itched to push it away from his forehead.
“Maybe one day I’ll take you,” he replied. He glanced over at her.
Sofie’s core clenched at the heated look he sent her.
“There’s plenty to do there,” he said.
“We’ll see. I do have some extra vacation time put away.” She grinned. She settled back and glanced out the window. She didn’t want to get too excited about any future trips or plans.
One day at a time.
That’s what they were going to do. They were going to start dating.
But if they were going to officially start dating and have their first date, did that include sex?
Sofie glanced back over at Jaxon and clenched her legs together. Her core pulsed with the thought of his thick cock. She held back a whimper, remembering how well they fit together.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked. He guided the car onto the highway. It was late, and there weren’t many vehicles on the road. The car accelerated, the scenery flying by. Jaxon’s crooked grin was noticeable in the low light.
“Nothing at all,” she murmured. She took the time to study him while he drove. His hand rested on the gear shift while the other one guided the car along.
“Doesn’t look like nothing,” he replied. He glanced over at her before turning his attention back ahead of them.
“Why me?” she asked. He could be with any woman in the world but instead he was here with her. Since the moment they’d met, there had been something about him. She thought he was handsome, but his arrogance was downright annoying. They argued over everything, but now she saw that it was a way of foreplay.
“Why not you?” He snorted. “If I had the chance to submit what I wanted in a woman, you would be the end result. You are beautiful, intelligent, sexy, funny, and caring. The list could go on. Everything about you is just right for me.”
Her heart thudded.
Jesus.
The man certainly knew which buttons to push for her. She bit her lip and realized it was the same for her. If she had the chance to input what she wanted in a man, Jaxon fit the bill.
“You’re just saying that.”
“Am I? If I didn’t want to be with you, I wouldn’t.”
“Are you sure? I’m not like any of the women you were with before?” She scowled at the memory of the women she’d seen him with. The first time they had ever met, he’d been staying at London’s old apartment and had been hosting a party. There had been no telling how many women had been there that night.
“That’s a good thing.” He reached for her hand and brought it to his lips. He pressed a gentle kiss to the back of it. “There is no other woman like you. Those other women can’t hold a candle to you.”
Sofie bit back a smile and tried to not fidget. She was completely turned on by his words alone. Mr. Arrogant was turning into Mr. Smooth Talker.
She turned away and stared out the window at the scenery as it flew by. They rode in a comfortable silence. They sped along the dark road until he took the exit that would lead to her home. It wasn’t long before he was pulling into her driveway. She lived in a quiet, safe suburb on the east side of Cleveland.
He killed the engine and turned to her.
“Want to come in for a nightcap?” she asked. She didn’t want the night to end. It was late, but she wasn’t tired at all. Inviting him in was a setup. They were supposed to be having their first date soon, but asking him in for a drink was just payback for bringing her home.
A drink would be sufficient for a ride home.
Jaxon’s intense gaze had her swimming in her seat. The corner of his lips lifted into a smirk.
“I was hoping you’d ask.” He exited the car and came around to her side and opened the door for her. He held out his hand and assisted her out. He shut the door behind her and entwined their fingers together as they headed up the walkway toward her porch. Her home was a small brick house that had been fully renovated before she had purchased it.
They arrived at her door. She took her hand back from Jaxon’s to allow her to dig inside her purse in search of her keys. Jaxon leaned his shoulder on her home, watching her. She giggled, finally finding her keys. She took them out and held them up.
“How much stuff do you have in there?” He snorted.
“All the things I need.” She slid her key inside the lock and twisted. She glanced over at him and smiled shyly. She wasn’t rich and loaded, but she was proud of her home. She had worked hard to be able to afford it. “Welcome to my home.”
Sofie pushed the door in and entered. Jaxon strolled in, his eyes immediately scanning her place. She shut the door behind him and turned, trying to see things from his view. There was an open floor plan that allowed the kitchen to be in view of the living and dining room.
“I have some wine in the fridge.” She brushed past him and tossed her purse down on the table beside her couch. Her automatic timers had switched on the living room lamp. She had purchased the system when she rotated shifts at work. She hated coming home to a dark house.
“Where’s your bathroom?” Jaxon asked.
“Down the hall, first door on the left.”
He jerked his head in a nod and strolled down the hall, disappearing from her sight. She flew into the kitchen and went over to the fridge. She opened the door and reached in for the bottle of wine she’d purchased, saving it for a special night.
Having Jaxon in her home was definitely an occasion that called for wine.
She set the bottle on the island in the center of the room, moving over to her cabinets to find two glasses for them. She stood on her tiptoes and pulled them down. She moved back to the bottle and remembered she’d purchased a cheap one. She loved her five-dollar wine from the local grocery store. There was no cork to fight with, just a good ol’ twist cap.
Sofie opened the wine and poured two glasses. She took a hefty sip from hers and exhaled. Two warm arms surrounded her from behind. She leaned back into Jaxon’s embrace. His strength radiated around her. She could stay here in the circle of his arms forever.
“What you got there?” he asked. Jaxon nuzzled her neck, his breath skating along her skin.
“Pinot Grigio.” It was one of her favorites. She loved the light taste of the crisp, dry wine. It was chilled to perfection. She didn’t like too-sweet ones, and this was always one of her go-to favorites.
“I’ve always been a red man myself, but I’d be willing to try it.” He scooped her glass from her hand and lifted it to his lips.
“Hey, that’s mine.” She spun around in his arms, watching him down the rest of what was in her glass. She rolled her eyes at him. “You are not to gulp wine like you’re taking a shot.”
Jaxon shrugged and placed the empty glass down on the counter behind her.
“That’s pretty good.” He gathered her close to him. His head slowly lowered toward hers. “But I have a taste for something else.”
Sofie’s heart thundered. She leaned into Jaxon, already forgiving him for taking her drink. His warm lips molded against hers, his tongue probing her mouth. He tasted of her beloved wine, a hint of pear, apples, and plum. She kissed him back, returning the intensity and surrendering to his hold over her.
Sofie gripped his shirt tight, not wanting him to move away from her. A fire was lit inside her, starting at the tips of her toes and spreading through her body. She whimpered, his hard cock pressing against her. She strained into him, wanting to feel him naked.
Jaxon’s hand came to cup her face, and he angled his head, deepening the kiss. He backed her up until her spine touched the island. He broke the kiss and trailed open-mouthed kisses along her jawline and neck.
Her fingers went to his shirt, and she unbuttoned the top few ones that she could reach.
“Jaxon,” she murmured.
“Fuck, Sofie. I said we’d have our first date, but I can’t keep my fucking hands off you,” he growled. He lifted his head and stared down at her.
Sofie trembled at the look of feral passion in his eyes.
“I don’t want you to keep your hands off me,” she admitted. She finished opening his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. Her hands immediately went to his undershirt and tugged it over his head, revealing his perfectly sculpted pectoral muscles. She sighed, running her fingers along the ridges of his abdomen. She followed the small trail of hair that was sprinkled on his lower stomach.
“Is that so?” His hands slid over her bare thighs and disappeared underneath her dress. He got rid of her panties, dropping them on the floor.
Her dress and bra was next, leaving her naked. The cool air met her skin, but she didn’t feel it. Her body grew flushed from the look of approval in his eyes.
“You’re so fucking perfect.”
He gathered her to him, capturing her lips again. This kiss was different. It was full of need, desire, and heat. Sofie turned her pleasure over to Jaxon. Her body knew who was in charge. His hands slid over her body, caressing her, fueling the fire burning inside her.
Her thighs were slick with the evidence of her need for him. The caress of his fingers on her bare skin was maddening. She needed more of him.
“Jaxon,” she whispered his name again.
He lifted her and placed her on the edge of the island. She leaned back, resting her hands on it while he put his attention on her breasts. She gasped from the slight pain of his teeth. She arched her back, offering herself to him. He suckled, licked, and nipped her mound, trailing his tongue along her chest to the other one. His large hand gripped the one he’d abandoned while his mouth covered her other nipple.
Pleasure raced through her. She hadn’t realized how sensitive her nipples were until he gave them the attention they had been craving. Her pussy ached with need. It was already prepared for his invasion. Her core clenched in anticipation of his thick cock pushing deep inside her.
Sofie dove her fingers into his thick hair, holding him in place. The way he worshiped her breasts had her ready to melt into a puddle on her countertop.
Once he had his fill of her full mounds, he moved farther down her body.
“Lie back, Sofie,” he commanded. He pushed the bottle and glasses out of the way.
She immediately lay back on the island, spreading her legs wide.
She didn’t have to be told to do this.
She wanted it.
Needed to have him feast on her.
She closed her eyes, a shiver ripping through her. His large callused hands slid up her inner thighs. Her muscles quivered; he ran his fingers along the seam of her lower lips. He pressed a kiss on each of her inner thighs.
A moan slipped from her; his warm breath caressed her pussy. His finger slipped inside her slit, tracing the full length of her.
“Fuck, Sofie. You’re so damn wet,” he murmured.
His finger was soon replaced with his tongue. A gasp escaped her. Her hand shot out, her fingers burying themselves in his hair once again. She held on to him while he took his first taste of her.
He arrived at her clit, suckling it gently at first but soon increasing his pressure. Her cries pierced the air from the sensations surging through her. She tried to arch her hips up, but he pushed her back down.
Sofie moaned low at the feeling of his finger gliding inside her slick channel. He slowly fucked her with that digit while he continued his assault on her swollen nub. Sofie was drenched, his finger easily slipping inside at her moan. Her muscles clamped down on him.
Jaxon grunted, introducing a second one, stretching her channel open wider. Her body writhed on the kitchen countertop with the immense pleasure flowing through her.
Sofie’s eyes flew open when a hand came down on one of her breasts. The man had a talent for multitasking. He teased her nipple, squeezing it and playing with it. The onslaught of stimulation sent her toward the edge of her release.
Her body shook, the need for her orgasm spiraling through her. His name spilled from her lips as she chanted it. She could take no more and dove straight over the cliff into ecstasy.
Her muscles tightened, her legs clamping on his head. She reached her orgasm. Stars aligned in her sights. She screamed, her body no longer under her control.
She flopped back down on the counter, panting and unable to move her limbs. Jaxon lifted his head from in between her thighs. She opened her eyes and took in his glint in his eyes and knew he was not done with her yet.
J axon’s hands went to his belt. He opened it and then removed his pants. His cock was straining to be released from its prison. The scent and taste of Sofie would be forever burned in his brain.
He eyed her, lying before him with her legs still splayed wide. He took in her warm brown skin, her full breasts, and her glistening pussy still dripping from her release. He pushed his pants and underwear down, kicking his shoes off.
Pride filled his chest. He knew that she’d had a hard orgasm. From the way her muscles had tensed, the tightness of her grip on his hair, the sounds flowing from her as she’d crested.
Jaxon licked his lips, once against tasting her release on his tongue. He couldn’t take his eyes off her center. Her slick pussy was his haven. Jaxon gripped his thick erection in his hand, stroking it. He looked at her opening drenched in her sweet honey. He took a hold of her ankle and tugged. His cock was heavy and ached to be within her slick walls.
She slid from the counter, and he took a hold of her body and guided her down to where she stood before him. Her big brown eyes watched him. He couldn’t resist capturing her lips with his own. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth, dominating her. There was a dark need that swirled around in his chest. He needed to have her.
Possess her.
Make her his.
He broke the kiss without saying a word and spun her away from him. He pressed a hand between her shoulder blades and guided her to lean on the island. He slid his hand down her spine. He eyed her plump ass and groaned. It was round and begged for him to take her there, but not now.
“Spread your legs, baby.”
She immediately did as he’d requested. He nudged the head of his cock at her drenched opening. The heat of her core greeted him. He reached up and took her wrists in his hands and brought them behind her, holding them in place.
“Oh God. Jaxon,” Sofie whimpered.
He moved carefully, sliding up inside her. Their simultaneous moans filled the air. He paused once he was fully submerged in her wet heat. He tightened his grip on her wrist and thrust. It had been too long since he’d been inside her. There was a desperation inside him that he was unfamiliar with.
Her moans fueled him on.
He moved faster, holding her in place while he fucked her.
Her pussy welcomed him, coated him, surrounded him. Jaxon grunted, feeling primal in the taking of his woman.
Because that was what she was.
His woman.
His cock went deeper. Her voice was growing hoarse while she pleaded for more. His movements became faster, harder.
He craved move of Sofie.
And have her he would.
A tremor fluttered through his body. He released one of her wrists, his hand skimming up her back, her neck, and into her dark hair. He gripped it tight and continued to pound inside her.
Sofie’s body responded to him. She cried out, shaking, her second climax overtaking her. It was his name spilling from her lips as she reached her orgasm. He shuddered, her muscles clamping down on his cock. She milked him, sending him spiraling out of control.
His orgasm hit him. He continued pumping his hips, filling her with all that he had. Finally, he grew still. He pulled Sofie’s body up from the island, still lodged within her. He held her in his arms, kissing the side of her neck, holding her and never wanting to let her go.