Untouchable: Kohl Family: Johannah & Jaxon

by C R Riley

  "And then of course there is the whole touching phenomenon. Will I be able to tolerate that from my own kid? I have no idea, and I hate not knowing that. But the thing is, I'll never know if we don't at least give it a shot. My hope, my dream is to be able to hold any child of ours the same way I can hold you. I have to believe that God planned this all out and gave me you so I could have a family. Perhaps he made me the way I am so I wouldn't be tempted to roam like my father did. Or maybe I needed to learn something, understand something. Which only could be done by having this crazy disorder. The only thing I can promise, is that no matter what, I will love our child the best I can. And with you by my side, I have no doubt that our kid will not suffer from feeling unloved."

  "I love you Jaxon." Johannah reaches behind his neck and tugs on the string so it falls forward. Then she rakes her fingers down the front of his chest until she reaches his happy trail. "I threw my pills away."

  Jaxon's eyes close as soon as his wife's fingers touch his chest. His skin burns in a whole different way. Her touch is like fire to his libido. Sending sparks straight down his spine and awaking his new favorite body part. And when her hand slips down and under the bottom of his apron, so she can touch him there, he moans.

  Soft mumbles emerge from her husband's lips. Something that happens whenever they start to get intimate. Lately, he seems to be doing his best to keep his second brain from firing off prematurely. Johannah is pretty sure most men don't have that issue. But then again, most men probably learned how to control it when they were younger. Since Jaxon admitted to never having experienced an erection, caused by a woman until her. She can't help but take pride in that fact.

  Name another thirty-year-old couple out there that acts like teenagers. Looking forward to each encounter because they just aren't experienced enough yet to know exactly what will happen. And because they aren't young dumb teenagers, instead adults who love each other, it all seems that much better.

  "Stop." Jaxon grabs her hand that is tightly wrapped around him. "Stop or I am going to explode. I believe you are way overdressed right now."

  When Jaxon stands up, his apron is hanging off his hips. The front pitches up where his large erection catches it. Then she catches his reflection in the oven door behind him and smiles. She hopes the security team doesn't decide to come upstairs anytime soon to do a perimeter check.

  "Strip," Jaxon orders her.

  Another highlight that has happened these last few weeks. Jaxon has found he enjoys ordering her around when things get going between them. Johannah doesn't mind it either, really. She gives orders all day, it's kind of nice taking a few from a man like Jaxon.

  "Leave your panties on. I'll take care of those after I get a good look at you. Bra has to go, though. I want to get a look at your breasts before I sink my face into them." He tells her as he reaches behind him and tugs on the string just below his waist. "Turn around, I want to see that thong of yours disappear between those cheeks. That is sexy as all hell."

  In only a matter of seconds, her panties are down around her feet, and he is urging her to bend forward. She leans forward and grabs her ankles while peeking between her legs. The sight of him behind her, admiring her raised rear, does something to her.

  "Now what?" Johannah is game for whatever he has in mind.

  Jaxon licks his lips as he steps forward. His large, thick member slips between her cheeks before sliding through her wet folds and nudging her. Grabbing on to her waist, he steadies her before sliding home.

  "Oh wow." Johannah gasps at how different this feels. "That... that's... wow."

  "You okay?" He sounds just as taken. "I'd like to see if we can do it like this. I don't want to hurt you though."

  "Drive home, babe." Johannah reaches behind her and grabs onto Jaxon's ankles to stabilize her body better. "Holy moly."

  Slowly Jaxon retreats before pounding back home. The combination has them both panting and howling, encouraging the other to not give until the end. It doesn't take long before they reach climax, and the wild incident ends with a thud. They end up collapsing to the floor.

  Pulling her across his chest, Jaxon rubs her back as he kisses the top of her head. "Okay?"

  "I can't feel my legs." Johanna teases. "That was deep. How d'you come up with that one?"

  A chuckle slips out of Jaxon. "I just kind of got inspired when I saw you standing there like that. We are so doing that again sometime. Wow."

  There is a knock on the kitchen door leading downstairs before it creaks open. "Boss?" Trace's voice echoes through the silence. "We good? Heard a loud thud and Evie thought I should check it out."

  "Sorry. Lost my balance." Jaxon grunts. "Go back downstairs. We'll move the party upstairs now."

  "Word of advice, boss." Trace fights to sound as serious as he can. "When you are power driving, it's best to make sure to not do that. Someone, or better yet something, could get hurt. Asked Raphael about that one day, I dare you."

  "Trace." Johannah snickers. "How do you know about it?"

  "Because I was the one who unfortunately got the call from his wife after he nearly broke her and him. Had to help her get him up. Not pretty."

  Johannah grabs a throw and wraps it around her body. "Trace, one last question. Okay, two actually. Are you married?"

  "I was. Not anymore. Long story. Basically, she didn't like how committed I was to the job, military at the time. And I didn't like how she punished me, by sleeping with someone else."

  "That sucks. I get the commitment thing. The same reason I stayed single for so long." Johannah admits. "Okay, last one, then you can go back to work. So how loud were we? And don't lie. I remember what it's like working detail and having to listen while trying extremely hard not to listen."

  There is a pause before Trace gives it to her straight. "Loud. But this is your home, and you have every right to be loud if you want to be. Nothing a decent set of headphones can't take care of. You two have a goodnight, and we'll talk later."

  Chapter Forty-Four

  Johannah hasn't had a full weekend to herself since she got back. The last two weekends she worked at least one day, to allow the other agents time with their families. However, this is her scheduled off weekend. She wouldn't be getting another full weekend for three weeks unless something changed. So, she plans on taking full advantage of that fact.

  Except even the best plans often hit a bump. And when you are married to a man who has put his business on hold the last month, so he could spend it with you. And a crisis materializes on the other side of the country. You suck it up and don't make him feel guilty.

  So instead of spending an entire weekend together at their new home in Gambrills, Johannah is there alone. Well, not really alone. Until they figure out the threat that is still looming over her head, she always has at least two private security personnel with her. Which she finds ridiculous since she is more than capable of taking care of herself. How embarrassing for a USSS protection detail agent to have her own protection detail. It is truly starting to get on her very last nerve.

  Which probably explains why she invites her two best friends up Saturday night to join her. Paige is in the same boat as Johannah this weekend. Austin flew out yesterday. As soon as he got the call, informing him of the crisis that needed all hands-on deck back in San Diego. Kendra was able to convince her overprotective hubby to give her some breathing room. After years of not living with anyone, relying on anyone, or even caring for someone as much as she did Wesley. She told him she needed a night away. Something he told her she could have whenever she felt suffocated.

  As soon as her friends arrive, Johannah informs Harrison and Daniel they are no longer needed and could go home. It took more than that to send the two men on their way, though. She had to first get Raphael on the phone. Explained how ridiculous it was to have men guarding three USSS agents. Two who were used to doing the guarding, and one who was more than capable of taking down a perpetrator if confronted. After she promised to set the alar
m that his team had set up. Turn on the perimeter cameras so headquarters could monitor them. Agreed to check in regularly, he finally sent them home, but only for the evening. Come morning, Trace and he were personally be coming back to check on them.

  Flopping down on the pile of pillows they have set up in the empty room across from the kitchen. The room Johannah pictured as becoming a family room, one Jaxon and her would spend a lot of time in. The fireplace in this room was stone and went all the way up to the two-story ceiling. The windows in here allowed a lot of light in and also let them appreciate the land they owned. Jaxon planned on building a bigger porch off the back that would be attached to the pool and hot tub below.

  "I can't believe you own a house like this, Jo." Paige reaches over to the pizza box and snags another piece. "How many fireplaces are too many?"

  Kendra talks around her mouthful. "Five. Four is certainly an acceptable number. I like how they are double-sided so you can enjoy them from two rooms at once. Plus, I believe they serve a function as well as add character.

  "My favorite place is the home theater downstairs. I see a movie marathon in our future ladies. Those are state-of-the-art chairs in there, and to think you can have a life-size young Tom Cruise in all his glory. Maverick, Cole Trickle, Brian Flannigan will all look extremely beautiful and I may never leave."

  "Oh, you'll leave," Paige informs her. "Because your own personal hot man will come and retrieve you and then take you back to his cave. How are things going by the way?"

  Kendra reaches for the cooler full of Seagram that she brought with her. You can try to put a girl raised on the cheap drinks in the White House. Even get her to marry a man of means and class, but you can't expect that girl to not revert when the time feels right. Wesley would have died if he saw her grab her cheap premixed bottled cocktails drinks. Like he did when he caught her bringing in a case of Budweiser and putting it next to his precious Sam Adams' bottles.

  "Lots of makeup sex." She admits as she tilts her head back and takes a long draw. "Not that I'm complaining about that fact, to be clear."

  "Does Wes even know what to do with you, Kendra?" Johannah digs through the cooler until she finds one, she likes. "I miss this stuff."

  "Wesley Holmes most certainly does not know what to do with me half the time. The other half of the time he certainly tries. I never got to tell you all about our first time, did I." Kendra gets comfortable. "No man should have to go thirty-seven years without sex."

  "Austin is thirty-two, same as Jaxon." Paige points out. "Although to be fair to Wes and speak honestly, Austin had a brief sexual experience when he was in his early twenties."

  "What's that mean exactly?" Johannah giggles. "Like he..."

  "Had a girl coerced him into her bed when he was drunk. He doesn't even know if they actually had sex. And he didn't bother sticking around to find out when he woke up the next morning. Missing his pants but still dressed in the rest of his clothes, including his socks." Paige snickers. "The girl's dress, I guess, was twisted around her waist and her panties were missing. Boobs hanging out the top of it, and she was lying there with her legs spread eagle, passed out. He tried to wake her, but she was completely gone. So, after he straightened out her clothes, he tucked her in, then hightailed it out of there. When he ran into her a few days later, she didn't even seem upset about him taking off, and never mentioned a thing about it. And he was just too embarrassed to ask."

  "Wow." Johannah shakes her head. "Kendra's been there before."

  "Shut it." Kendra smacks her friend's leg. "The rule is, don't ask unless you want to know. And if the guy isn't bragging about it, then it's probably a safe bet nothing happened. Poor Austin doesn't even know when he popped his cherry."

  "Ewe." Paige makes a disguising face.

  Kendra waves her off. "So back to Wesley, the almost forty-year-old virgin. I wasn't sure what to expect that first time. Let's just speak the truth as we all see it; my husband isn't exactly a small man. He has to duck to make it through most average size doorways, he has his shoes custom-made, shops at the big and tall store. I swear the first time I saw him buck naked, I did a double-take, and stared at him like he had lost his freaking mind."

  Both the other women are laughing. Think professional football player, who is as tall as a pro basketball player. A large man is probably a generous word for his size frame.

  "I've seen my share ladies, as you all well know. I've had them big, small, and all sizes in between. But I ain't ever seen one this long or thick in my life, not even in my wildest dreams. Dildos in those shady shops got nothing on what this man is carrying around. I'm not going to lie; I was a little intimidated and seriously thought about calling a truce. One look at me, and he was on me like Donkey Kong."

  She alters her voice to sound as much like Wes as possible. "Not a chance, Kendra. You've been asking me for months now what I was hiding. Doing everything you could think of to get in my pants. No more running, because all this love is yours and only yours. And you are going to get exactly what you have been begging for, and I am going to make you mine.

  "Damn, he did too. The man took his own sweet time. By the time he was done shoving his oversized member inside of me, he had me forgetting my own name. The only name I could remember was his, and now my mmm ohhh is ruined, and he owns it."

  "You're horrible." Paige tosses a napkin at her.

  "Oh, please. You both are absolutely no better. Tell me Austin doesn't rock your world, Paige. I know for a fact Jaxon rocks Jo's because she hasn't walked right for almost three weeks now." Kendra ducks when ice cubes start flying.

  "Austin wants a baby." Paige sighs.

  "I thought you wanted one of those smelly things as well." Kendra makes a face. "I told Wes, he had to give me time to get accustomed to him, before we brought up that subject."

  "I do. I'm just not sure I want one right now. Let's face it, we are still getting acquainted, and I'd like to have at least a year under our belt before adding one. He claims we are already getting a late start, so he doesn't want to wait very long. He did however agree to drop it for now and revisit the subject in about six months."

  Johannah decides to share. "I went off the pill."

  "Seriously." Kendra seems shocked. "I thought you had a plan."

  "I did. And then I fell in love with this totally awesome guy, who makes me want to toss my stupid plan out the window. I don't know how long it will take us to get pregnant, it could take us a few weeks or a few months or even years. I'd like a few kids if Jaxon can handle that. And if I stick with my original plan, he will be close to forty and I'll be in my mid/late thirties. I don't want to wait, and Jaxon agreed with me. It took Mom two years to get pregnant with Caleb, and she worked until after Nate was born. It's doable. I talked with Rosetta to get her thoughts about it the other day."

  "You really aren't playing around." Kendra grunts. "Dammit, Jo. Wes gets wind about that shit, and he's going to insist on implanting me with his oversized sperm. That is going to produce some oversized kid, who is going to ruin my body. You all suck."

  The three of them are now rolling in laughter. They haven't spent much time together since the birthday trip, where all their lives seemed to have changed. It feels good to get back to some normalcy and hang out with just the girls.

  The subjects just keep coming. They discuss the perks of being married to men who want to take care of them. They even tackle the downside of being married to men who want to take care of them. Paige is the least independent of the group. Even she has a few complaints about Austin's unwillingness to see reason at times.

  They laugh so hard their sides ache. Kendra provides most of the storytelling that causes that reaction. Wesley and she have been together long enough that they knew what they were getting into when they got married. It was no surprise that they would bump heads a lot and even create some grand stories they can share. Life at the Holmes residence would probably make a great reality television show.

  "Can you
imagine that?" Kendra is sprawled out on her back, staring up at the ceiling fans. "The promo for it would be something like Wesley Holmes, the COS to President Andrews. He is your ideal all-American boy. Comes from a good solid Christian home. Son of Senator Holmes, who installed the same values in his son as he showed us he had while he served. He is a man of integrity, who was able to remain a virgin for thirty-seven years.

  "Then he meets the wild child of Kenny Garris and Misty Prescott. Kendra has been around the block a few times and is known to eat men for entertainment.

  "We've all heard of the good girl falling for the bad boy. This love story folks is somewhat like that with a few twists. Good guy Wesley Holmes captures the rebel Kendra Garris' heart and then refuses to give it back. Now we get to watch how two opposites manage to survive and make a marriage work without killing each other. Entertainment at its finest, and proof that love indeed does conquer all."

  The women are all laughing again until they hear this tsk noise coming from the hall. That shuts them up rather quickly.

  "Three USSS agents like yourselves should seriously be more vigilant when it comes to your safety." A man's voice echoes from the shadows. One none of them recognizes right away.

  Johannah responds first as she tries to study the shadow. "How d'you get in here?"

  "Wasn't hard really, Agent Cristiano. None of this has been as challenging as I had hoped honestly. I genuinely expected this entire state of affairs to end differently. But since you can't seem to take a hint and step down like you should have. I guess I'll just have to go a completely different route."