Obsessed(43)

I reach down and wrap my hand around him, pulling his hardness towards my aching clitoris. I tremble the moment the tip of it touches me. My body impulsively reacts and I circle my clit with its head, pulling on it, straining to curve my body so I can enjoy every sensation.

"Use me. Take from me. It's all yours." He's breathless now and I look down to see how engorged he is. I'm close to the edge but I can't breathe if he's not inside of me. I swiftly shift my hips and in one quick movement I take him completely within my body.

He almost screams as his back arches and his hands grasp the side of my hips. "Fuck, Ivy. Fuck."

I lean back and rest my right hand on his leg. I reach for my clit with my other hand and slowly rock back and forth, feeling the length of him inside of me. "This is so good. How can it feel this good?" I say without thinking. I can't think. All I can do is feel and breathe and listen and want.

"You're going to come for me, beautiful." He pushes his body harder into mine.

I'm falling into something. I feel my body losing control. I'm rushing towards the edge. "I never knew it was like this." I cry out. "Please, don't stop."

"Never." His voice is hoarse. "You're so wet. You're mine."

"I'm going…" my voice trails as I feel my pulse racing.

"Now. Come for me now." He barks as he pushes his hips up from the bed, burying his cock deep within me.

I reach back as I come. I feel the rush take over my body. I gasp as I feel him fill me when he reaches his climax. I collapse onto his chest. My breathing labored. The room is silent save for the pounding of his heart beneath my ear.

"You're quickly becoming my everything," he whispers between heavy breaths.

I can't speak. I don't respond. I just silently nod as one single tear falls from my cheek onto his chest.

***



"We're going to Veray, Leonard." Jax holds tight to my hand as he closes the car door.

"Certainly, Sir."

"Did you like the apartment?" He throws the question at me.

"What's not to like?" I playfully respond. "It's exquisite. It's so open and large."

"You could create a perfect studio there."

I sigh. "It would be amazing. All that natural light and the space. I could hire someone to help me with production if I worked from there. But, Jax, we need to discuss this."

"We are," he says quietly.

"No, I mean really discuss the terms." I pull my hand from his grasp. I want him to take this discussion seriously. He's helped me see that a new beginning, free of Mark's financial grasp would be the best step I could take right now.

The sound of a phone ringing startles us both. He reaches into his suit pocket and shrugs his shoulders. "It's not me."

I clumsily fish inside my purse before I feel my fingers land on my phone. I pull it from the depths and scan the screen. It's a missed call from Mark.

"Who was it?" he asks.

"No one." I push my phone back into my bag, not wanting to discuss Mark at this moment.

"So, it was Mark?"

"Does it matter?" I ask expectantly. I don't want Mark to tarnish this for me. I finally feel as though I can see a future and I desperately want to leave the past where it belongs.

"It will always matter until you're free of him." Jax shifts his body away from me so he's staring out the car window now. "Are you going to call him back?"

My stomach tightens at the question. "No."

"Is the apartment the only thing tying you to him?" his voice is anxious.

"There's more." I grit my teeth together as I say it anticipating his reaction.

"More?" he repeats as he circles back around so he's completely facing me. "Like what?"

"I actually wanted to talk to you about it." I run my hand through my hair. It's fallen everywhere now and I expected to have this conversation looking more like a business woman than someone Jax just fucked.

He sits in silence, an expectant look on his face.

"Mark, well… when we split…you know after he cheated…" my voice trails as the car comes to a stop.

"Sorry for the interruption, Mr. Walker, but we're here." Leonard jumps from his seat to exit the car.

"We'll continue this in my office." Jax says as he takes a step out of the car. He walks ahead of me as I struggle to tactfully exit the car having left my panties back at the Chelsea apartment.

The elevator is at full capacity as we ride in silence to the seventh floor. I follow him to his office, only stopping to wave briefly at Teresa. I make a mental note to send her those earrings I promised as Jax closes his office door behind me.

"Sit, Ivy." He motions towards a leather couch. He takes a seat behind his desk.