The Yeah Baby Series(72)

Holding the base of my cock, I pumped it twice, then traced the tip through her folds.

“Jax,” she panted. “Please.”

Not one to deny my woman, I lined my dick up at her entrance and held her hips steady while I thrust in forcefully until I was fully seated.

I groaned in absolute bliss. Slowly, I set a steady rhythm, dragging my cock along her walls and then pushing back into the snug sheath.

“You feel more incredible every fucking time I get inside you, sweetheart. Squeeze me—Fuck!” She contracted around me and I picked up my pace. “Tilt your pussy, baby,” I demanded, helping her to shift. “Fuck! Yes!” I yelled as I slid impossibly deeper.

“Jax, I’m so close, oh! Don’t stop, don’t stop,” she chanted.

Reaching around, I toyed with her sensitive clit. She began to cry out with every drive of my hips. Acute stabs of pleasure raced down my spine, building the pressure there, bringing me closer and closer to the brink.

I pinched her nub and she screamed, her pussy walls convulsing around my cock. I plunged in one, two, three more times before stilling, buried from root to tip in her heat. My muscles stiffened as ecstasy roared through me then burst into millions of tiny shards, piercing me everywhere.

Collapsing to the bed, I rolled to the side and pulled Natalie on top of me so she was spread-eagle across me, like a body pillow.

“Yes.”

Her murmur was so quiet, I almost didn’t hear it. I brushed her hair out of her face and looked down at her beautifully sleepy expression. “Pardon, sweetheart?”

Her cheeks tinged with pink and I couldn’t help grinning. I’d just fucked the hell out of her, she was sprawled over me, our naked skin practically glued together. And yet, she was blushing. I was coming to the realization that there would probably never be another moment when I wasn’t continually falling even more hopelessly in love with her.

“Yes, I’ll marry you.”

She looked so earnest, I tried not to let my amusement show, but I lost the battle and ended up almost knocking her off of me with the force of my laughter.

Her lips turned down into an adorable frown. “I just agreed to marry you, and you’re laughing?”

I shook my head and winked at her, still chuckling. “No sweetheart, I simply find it funny that you still think you had a choice.”





Chapter 11


Jax


“Mr. Croix,” my secretary’s voice blared from the intercom on my desk. I needed to get it fixed. I’d fucked Natalie on the desk a week before and knocked it to the ground. Ever since, it seemed to be stuck on the highest volume.

But, part of me didn’t want to replace it because every time it squawked at me, it reminded me of how my sexy fiancée felt hugging my dick, her legs clamped around my waist, and her screams bouncing off of the walls. It was the only time since she started working at Harvey Croix that I’d been able to get her half naked during business hours. Granted it was lunch, but still. I grinned naughtily at the empty room in front of me. Next time, I was going for a fully nude wall-fucking session. Except, maybe those pink stilettos...

Fuck. I adjusted my hard on and thought about case law as I tried to calm down. Natalie had given her notice the Monday after we found out she was pregnant. She earned herself a spanking and hours of orgasmless torture when she snuck away from my office to resign in person. Facing her motherfucker of a boss without me there.

It soothed me a little when she explained that she’d met with Yates and hadn’t even seen Warren. But, I was still pissed as fuck about it three weeks later. I sighed, trying to avoid getting worked up again. At least my erection was gone.

“What’s up, Betty?”

“Your one o’clock is in conference room C.”

I frowned at my calendar, not seeing the appointment. “Was this last minute?”

“Um, yes, Sir,” she answered hesitantly. “Mr. Harvey’s office called and added it about an hour ago. He had an emergency and asked if you would take the appointment. His office said they’d cleared it with you already.”

It wasn’t unusual for Isaac and I to handle clients for each other and since he’d taken back Andrea’s case, he’d passed a few extra ones to me. But, something about the whole situation seemed off. I didn’t have time to ponder it though since the client was already waiting. I’d have to drop in and talk to Isaac about it later. His staff clearly needed better communication skills.

“Don’t worry about it, Betty. I’ll have a talk with Isaac about it. Why don’t you go ahead and go to lunch while I’m in the meeting?” I suggested.

“All right, Mr. Croix. If you’re sure?””