The Jaxon Effect

by KC Michaels

  “Please Kate, I’m sorry.” She pulled away from him and he let her.

  “What is with people today forcing themselves into my…” She covered her face with her hands. This could not be happening.

  “Forcing themselves into your what?”

  She didn’t want to tell him about Kenny restraining her earlier. “My personal business okay— my reason for agreeing to sleep with you is my personal business.”

  “Kate you are a virgin.”

  “Yes we established that last night already.”

  “You are beautiful and sexy and intelligent, why in the hell would you throw away your virginity on someone like me. Someone who told you there would be no strings, no romance, no second chances.”

  “Because I don’t want any strings or romance or second chances. I just want to feel like a woman. Are you so full of yourself that you can’t believe it’s possible that maybe I might just want to use you for sex and nothing more?

  “Why?”

  “Why don’t you tell me? Why don’t you tell me why you were willing to sleep with me under the same premise?”

  “Kate it’s not the same.”

  “Because you are a man is that it?”

  “No because I— he stopped himself. “Okay.”

  “Okay what? She asked him confused.

  “Okay I will sleep with you.”

  “Are you kidding me do you actually think I would sleep with you after this whole thing?”

  Jaxon moved in closer and before Kate realized what his intentions were he had his hands in her hair and he was kissing her like she had never been kissed before. She should have pushed him away but she couldn’t. She melted into the scorching hot kiss and allowed him to possess her until she was sure her lips were swollen. There was a fire in her body that began to burn since she first opened the door to him and now it had grown into a raging inferno. God even after everything that happened between them her traitorous libido knew no shame.

  “Don’t deny you still want me Kate. I think if I checked your panties I would find that you are wet for me right now." His words caused an even further explosive reaction inside of her and she wanted nothing more than to be taken by him.

  “Fuck,” he said almost under his breath but not quite low enough because she heard him.

  He pulled her against him. He was already hard; the daunting evidence was digging into her. He explored her mouth with his tongue and she reciprocated. In a quick movement, he scooped her up into his arms. Keeping his lips firmly locked to hers, he went in search of the bedroom. On instinct, the first door he checked proved to be the right one. He gently laid her down on the bed and hovered over her.

  “Are you okay with this?” He asked again, praying that she was.

  She didn’t speak, all she did was nod.

  “Good.”

  She began to unbutton her top, but he stopped her. “Please let me.”

  He opened the first few buttons of her shirt, and then stopped when he realized that she wasn't wearing a bra. He covered her small breasts with his hands massaging them both simultaneously. The feeling of him touching her like that felt wonderful to Kate. She had needed this so bad. He pulled at her nipples and pinched them between his thumb and forefinger. It was pain and pleasure at the same time. The sensation was almost too much for her but she didn’t tell him to stop. He finally, after a few more minutes gave her a moment of respite when he took his hands away in favour of opening the remainder of her buttons, exposing her fully. He growled in appreciation. The respite he gave her though, didn’t last long. She let out a muffled cry as he took one of her small pink nipples into his mouth. He sucked and pinched her hardened nipple with his teeth. He repeated the same with her other nipple. The pain and pleasure had her writhing in response. It was so much more sensation than she had ever felt in her life.

  “Please,” she whispered.

  “Please what? What do you want Kate?”

  “I don’t know,” she said which almost sounded like a cry of desperation.

  He brought her hand to the front of his pants so she could feel his hard bulge.”

  “Is this what you want Kate? Do you want me inside you?”

  She whimpered in response, with her hand still cupping him through his pants. Taking that as a yes he moved her hands away and opened his fly to release his manhood. It wasn’t as shocking for her this time to see he was commando. But God, it was just as scary. She wanted to touch him, explore his body but she wasn’t sure how to ask him. It seemed he already had a plan as to how things were going to go. But then as if he could read her thoughts and he knew exactly what she needed; he rolled off her and lay on his back.

  “I’m yours to explore Kate.”

  She smoothed her palms over his chest then down below his navel before taking his erection in her hands; it was very smooth and velvety to the touch. A bead of moisture had formed on the head. She knew that meant he was really, really aroused. She was quite aware of the mechanics of sexual intercourse; she just hadn’t experienced it. She was going to experience it all now and she didn’t want to rush anything. Kate wanted to savour every last moment committing it all to memory so she could recall it at a later date. This was the first day of the rest of her life.

  She realized Jaxon’s eyes were focused on her, on the hand that was gripping him, and as she began to stroke him his eyes became darker and even more focused. Even as she picked up the pace his eyes never wavered. It was like he was in a trance, and he was completely absorbed in watching her touch him. She loved that, she loved what she was able to do to him. The sounds of his breathing had sped up and it wasn’t long before he covered her hand with his to stop her.

  She frowned. “Sorry, did I do something wrong?”

  “Wrong?” He chuckled sarcastically. “If you touch me like that for any longer this will be over before its starts.”

  She gave him a questioning look. She didn’t quite follow.

  “I will come all over your hand,” he clarified.

  “Oh,” she said, flashing a little red in the face. “Isn't that the point?”

  She was so different from any of the partners he had been with. He felt like a powder keg about to explode. Normally, it took so much more than that to get off; in fact, it usually had to involve pain or restraints. Although she didn’t know it, Kate was giving him an experience that he had never had before either; it was soft, sensual, innocent and pure. She was inexperienced, but yet she had an effect on him that he didn’t understand. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to understand it. He had a deep need to be inside her and once that mission was accomplished, he could go back to life as usual and never see her again.

  “Not today,” he finally replied in a raspy broken voice. “Because when I come I want to be inside you and I want you to come with me.”

  Kate was flabbergasted, stunned that he could speak so candidly like that to her but she gave in to her own desirous need.

  “Oh, then what are we waiting for?”

  Jaxon was speechless. How could one sentence from this woman send him into a tailspin? Somehow she’d managed to turn the tables on him. Rather than send her into a tizzy she was able to put it back on him, completely unexpectedly. He needed her so badly he could taste it. The problem was if he were inside her now, he wouldn’t last more than thirty seconds. That wouldn’t be fair to her. He wanted to be fair. Hell, he wanted to be more than fair. He wanted her to enjoy it too. More than enjoy it. He wanted to sear her from the inside out, fill her with so much pleasure that she would never forget him.

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  CHAPTER 6

  Jaxon slipped his hand down past the waist band of Kate’s loose pyjamas. She wasn’t wearing any underwear so he made contact with her most sensitive body part right away. His fingers probed her until he found her opening. He gingerly inserted one finger into her and slowly moved it around. The invasion was painful and it did nothing to cool her heat or satisfy a strange need that overwhelmed her. She held her br
eath because she didn’t want to make a sound. She didn’t want him to stop this time. Then he added a second finger, again moving it around slowly while she continued to hold her breath until the pain receded, this time the pain began to blossom into a pleasure she had never experienced before. She moaned as he continued to explore her insides and she never wanted this feeling to ever go away. She eyed him pleadingly not to stop but he finally removed his fingers.

  “Don’t worry baby I got you,” he said as he did something that shocked her. He brought his fingers to his mouth and rubbed the wetness on his lips. She could barely breathe as he ran his tongue across his lips slowly, as if he was savouring the taste. The vision was so erotic she thought she would die from the sensation. He yanked her pyjama bottoms down the rest of the way.

  “I want you to put your knees up, feet flat against the mattress.”

  She did as he instructed, she was so compliant. She would do anything he asked her to do as long as he didn’t stop touching her. He slid his body down hers until she could feel his hot breath on her sex.

  “You intoxicate me,” he whispered as he drew a deep breath. “I need to taste more of you now.” He growled as if he would die without if he waited any longer.

  Kate wasn’t sure what to expect as Jaxon buried his head between her legs. She felt his hot breath on her nub just before he touched her with his velvety tongue. He moved his tongue gently against her and as hard as she tried, she couldn’t remain still. She writhed from the sensation.

  “God you taste so fucking sweet Katherine. I need more.”

  He inserted his tongue where he had his fingers just moments ago. He swirled it around and darted it in and out. He was fucking her with his tongue and the sensation had her on the brink of self-combustion. She wasn’t sure she could take another minute of it.

  “Jaxon,” she panted, “Jaxon.” He didn’t stop. “Oh my God Jaxon, something is happening!”

  He realized in that moment, from the surprise and confusion in her voice, that she was about to have her first orgasm. He was floored. He knew she had never had sex but surely she… Holy crap Kate was about to have her first orgasm and it was going to be all thanks to him. He would be the first man to ever bring her to that place. He was going to be the only man that would ever taste her virgin juices. The realization had him on the verge of coming himself. Kate, with all of her innocence, turned him inside out like nothing else ever did in his life. It took everything he had not ram himself into her so they could ride her maiden climax together. He wanted to feel it. He wanted to feel her convulse on him so badly he was dizzy with need.

  “Katherine I want to be inside you. I am going to be inside you when you come baby. I want to feel you.”

  “Just hurry,” she managed to say even though she felt like she was about to spiral out of control.

  “Okay baby this might feel weird but you will be fine trust me.”

  “I trust you,” she whispered and those words gave him a funny feeling inside his body. He slid himself all the way in, pushing past her hymen and once he was all the way in he quickly stilled, to give her a moment to get used to his enormous size.

  “You okay?” She nodded at him because words were too difficult.

  He began to push in and out slowly, careful not to hurt her. Her body adjusted to him quickly, as if being inside her was his rightful place. She arched her back and raised her behind up off the bed searching for more, he quickened the pace. He could feel her muscles tighten and he knew she wouldn’t be long. He hoped she wouldn’t be long because he wasn't sure how long he could hold off before he had to pull out. He forgot to put on a condom.

  “I am going to help you along,” he said in her ear as he nibbled on her lobe. He moved his mouth down to her breasts and pulled on her nipple with his teeth and she whimpered softly. He brought his hand to where they were joined, feeling around until he found her bud. He rubbed it with the pad of his finger. He could feel her coming undone.

  “Oh my God Jaxon!” she cried. “This is, this is…”

  “Let it go baby,” he said to her. “Let it go. Kate come on baby. I want to feel you come.”

  His words were no sooner out of his mouth and he felt her convulse. Her inner muscles grabbed a hold of him so tight he felt like he was in a vice. She dug her nails into his back as she cried out his name. His name. The first name that she would ever cry out in a moment of passion. He was barely able to ride the rest of her climax with her. It took great restraint. He had some experience with delayed gratification so he was able to manage it but barely. The moment he knew the last of her little aftershocks had stopped he pulled out of her and he threw his head back with an intense growl that came from deep inside his gut, releasing his hot seed all over her stomach.

  For several minutes he lay there with his head on her bosom. Even though he had to withdraw before he let himself go it was the most intense sexual experience he ever encountered. He had never come so hard.

  Feeling the afterglow of the most mind-blowing experience of her life, Kate had no idea what to do next.

  “Thank you,” she whispered.

  “You are quite welcome babe,” he kissed the top of her head and rolled himself over to her side.

  Kate felt so peaceful and so limp. She had no idea an orgasm could do that to a person. She wanted to stay there forever, floating on her cloud nine but reality made an unwelcomed appearance. The deed was done and unlike in a dream she had about him the day they met they would not cuddle after and spend the day together blissfully in love. No, he would soon bid her a nice life and be on his way.

  “Would you like to take a shower before you leave?”

  “What?”

  “Shower. Is it against protocol to use my shower?”

  “Protocol? What are you talking about Kate?”

  Maybe that was a bad choice of words. “I have some things to do today so…”

  “You want me to go?” he asked. He looked dumbfounded, and she was confused.

  “Well I don’t know. I mean not if you don’t want to.”

  “Why don’t we both shower. If you don’t have any plans I would still like to take you out for breakfast."

  “Are you sure you want to do that?” she asked skeptically. She could see he was struggling with what he should do and what he wanted to do. She really wasn't sure which was which for him.

  “You do eat breakfast don’t you?” He was making an effort to be a gentleman she thought but it wasn’t necessary.

  “Of course I do, and as much as your offer appeals to me, I am going have to decline your invitation.”

  Jaxon's face tightened ever so slightly. “I see.”

  To Kate’s surprise it appeared like he was actually sincere in his offer. He really did want to take her out for breakfast. Now she felt like a heel for turning him down.

  “What I meant to say was, why don’t I cook you breakfast? I want to stay close to my phone in case Jade calls me. There is something going on with her right now and I would feel better if I stayed close to home.” That wasn't a lie sort of. She was beginning to get good at thinking on the fly; as long there was an ounce of truth found in there somewhere, it wasn’t so bad.

  “Okay sure,” he nodded. “If the offer still stands I would still like to use your shower.”

  “Of course, I’d like a minute to freshen up first then it’ll be all yours.”

  Kate hummed while she whipped the eggs and flipped the pancakes. The bacon was keeping warm in the oven, breakfast would be ready in just a few minutes. She had put a couple of everyday plates on the table along with silverware and two mugs of steaming hot coffee. She wasn’t sure if Jaxon drank coffee so she also poured a couple of glasses of orange juice as well. She eyed the table with scrutiny. It felt like it needed something. She picked a small bud vase out of the pantry and slipped out to the back yard. She had a couple of old barrels cut down to half the normal size that she used as planters for her colourful daisy gardens—they were her favo
urite flowers. She picked an almost perfect red one from one of the planters and brought it into the house. Now that the daisy was on the table she decided to swap out her every day plates for a couple of good china ones. Her parents had bought them for her when she first bought her house. She had never had a reason to use them, but being that today was the first day of the rest of her life, a rebirth of sorts she opted for the good stuff.

  By the time Jaxon came out of the shower Kate had everything prepared. Platters of food were placed on a table set for two. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was but smelling the food, he felt ravenous. He noticed the fresh flower immediately and he caressed the one damaged petal absentmindedly, it lay amongst several perfect ones. His mind settled on the irony realizing he was like that damaged petal and she was like the perfect ones.

  “So you like daisies?” he asked casually as he brought a steaming hot cup of coffee to his lips.

  “Yes,” she answered. “They are my favourite. A flower in honour of my deflowering. Clever don’t you think?”

  Having taken a drink of his coffee, he almost choked on it. She seemed to be such a contradiction from all the other women he knew. She was a refreshing change from the phoney overdone women that chased him like alley cats.

  “Oh Jaxon, are you okay? Here let me get something to wipe that.” She ran over to him with a tea-towel. He had hot coffee running all down the front of his chest. He didn’t really feel the burn although he probably should have. He was still surprised by the flower comment. He hadn’t bothered to put his shirt back on when he came out of the shower. It wasn’t on purpose but more out of habit.

  As she brought the cloth to his naked chest, to absorb the coffee, her closeness caused his entire body to tense. He wanted her again, just as much as he did before he had her. Shit, shit, shit. As if she sensed his discomfort she backed away.

  “I'm sorry. Here.” She handed him the dish rag. “I'm sure you can get the rest.”