The Unraveling of Raven (The Unraveled Trilogy Book 1)

by Theresa Sederholt

  “I can’t have my bodyguard hobbling around all day. Sit now, mister.”

  I DO AS SHE says and sit on the grass. Watching her, I can’t believe she’s real. She takes off my trainers and massages my foot. Oh my God, I can’t do this; I’m getting hard! She moves her hands up my calf to my thigh, pushing her whole body into the massage. I’ve got to stop this now! “Okay, thank you, Miss Jackie, I think I’m good now.” I think she’s doing this on purpose. I quickly put my trainers on. I take her hand and we head back across to my flat. I need a shower and I have to check in with Jax.

  “I’LL JUST JUMP IN for a quick shower. You can make yourself at home.”

  I walk along floor to ceiling windows, taking in the beautiful views. I grab a bottle of water and begin to wonder around the rest of his home. Everything is very neat, nothing out of place. He must like scotch, he has a very well stocked bar. As I go in search of the restroom, I pass by a home office. I head further down the hall, past an open door. When I glance over I can see his silhouette in the mirror. He has a towel wrapped around his waist, and his body is wet from his shower. Sweet Jesus, he’s got the most beautiful body I have ever seen. I can’t take my eyes off of him. Just when he begins to remove his towel, he catches me ogling. I’m sure I’ve just turned a million shades of red. I’m about to turn around and give him his privacy, but he gives me a huge smile, turns his back to me, and drops his towel. Holy fuck, what the… He has the most beautifully sculptured ass I have ever seen! I’m still stunned when he enters the room. He walks up to me, leans in, and puts his hand at the base of my neck. He pulls me close, reaches in, and gently kisses me. The whole time, his eyes are open, searching mine, almost like he’s asking for permission but knows the answer.

  “I have wanted to do that since last night,” he growls. “Jax left me a message that they will not be available till tomorrow. Do you want to go back to your place to shower?”

  I’m still flustered. “Um sure.”

  I PRACTICALLY RUN INTO the shower when we arrive at my place. I don’t know what is going on with me. He is older than I am but I have no idea how old—shit! I don’t even know his full name! I put on leggings and a sweatshirt and head out to the living room. “Wow, where did the breakfast come from?”

  He’s busy dishing it all up for us. “I made a few calls. Sit before it gets cold.”

  He keeps his eyes on me as we eat in silence. “Miss Jackie, what’s the matter? You seem upset about something. Was it the kiss? Did I offend you?”

  Crap, I’m blushing again; I can feel the heat rising to my cheeks. “I wasn’t offended, just surprised. You slept in my apartment, I saw you naked, you kissed me, and I don’t even know your full name.”

  He puts his coffee down. “Maxwell Fleming.”

  “Excuse me?”

  He takes my hand. “My name is Maxwell Fleming.”

  I take a deep breath. “Okay. Maxwell Fleming, can I ask you some questions?”

  He nods. “You can, and I will answer them as best and as honestly as I can.”

  I have so many. Where should I start? “How old are you? Where were you born? How did you meet Jax? And are you an only child?”

  He laughs, “Whoa, one at a time, babe. I’m thirty-eight years old. I was born in Scotland, but went to live with my grams in London when my mum died. I have no siblings that I’m aware of. I don’t remember much about my biological father, so I can’t really know for sure. I met Jax eight years ago, in a bar, in London. I’m not married, and I don’t do relationships. Now what about you?”

  Everything he said, and yet what sticks is his comment on relationships. So what are we doing here?

  “I’m twenty-five. I finished my degree at the age of twenty-two and I got my teaching job right out of college. I graduated from high school when I was sixteen. Raven is my closest friend. We were roommates in college and we’ve been teaching together for three years. I’ve never had a long-term relationship and I’ve yet to meet anyone that would make me want to have one. I’m very close to my parents. I have a brother who is older than I am, he lives in Japan. I speak Japanese, French, Italian, German, Romansch, and English. I like running, but you know that already. I will be running the NYC marathon next week. I have been skiing since before I could walk. I don’t eat meat, but I do eat fish. I love very strong coffee, and I can’t live without chocolate.”

  He looks at me. “Wow, no meat?”

  I laugh. “After all that, and all you can say is, ‘Wow, no meat?’”

  He hits me with a killer smile. “What would you like to do for the rest of the day?”

  Just like that, he’s done. I hope Raven is having better luck getting through to Jax than I am with Mr. Maxwell Fleming . . .

  I

  ’M HAVING THE MOST wonderful dream. The air is filled with vanilla spice and I feel warm kisses all over my body. There is soft music playing and I feel like I’m floating on a cloud. I wake up in a haze, slowly opening my eyes only to be hit with the sparkling blues I’ve come to love. Oh my God, did I just think the “L” word? Fuck . . .

  “Good morning, my defiant one, how are you feeling?”

  I need to focus. “My brain feels like someone is playing ping pong. Why didn’t you take me back to my place?”

  “I didn’t want you to be alone just in case you felt sick or you felt the need to pull a runner,” snarky Jax replies. Oh, he’s pissed. I start to get up to leave but he grabs me and throws me onto the bed, straddling me. “You’re not going anywhere, sweetheart, so just forget it.”

  He’s crazy. “Jax, you can’t keep me here!”

  He growls. “Wanna bet? I think it’s time for a little chat about your defiance in having security!” With that, he takes both my hands and holds them above my head and slowly kisses them. Leaning his chest right over my face, I get a blast of vanilla and spice. I lean up and lick his nipples; first one, then the other. Two can play at this game. Oh, he tastes so wonderful.

  “Why did you sneak away from Max last night?”

  I’m trying to focus on him, but he’s not making it easy. “I just wanted to go out with Jackie and have fun.”

  He locks his eyes onto mine, and what I see scares me—he’s really worried. “Well, you do realize that, if you’re the target, then you just put a big bullseye on Jackie’s back?”

  My heart drops, “No, I didn’t think about that because I don’t think this is about me. None of this started until I met you!”

  He kisses me, trying to calm my fear for Jackie, I think. “Well, either way, I can’t be sure, so I’ve also put a guard on Jackie. Max is with her now, and he will keep her safe. Now, back to what I was doing.” With that, he is back, kissing my arms and neck.

  He works his way down my body. My brain is buzzing. I’m not sure if it’s from him or those bushwhacker drinks. Before I know it, he has me spread open and he’s nibbling, sucking, and licking me front to back. I think I’m going to pass out. He flips me over and starts massaging me at the top of my head, then my neck, and down my back. He follows his path with kisses. It’s so soft and peaceful. I feel him everywhere. He lifts my hips and slams into me. “Oh my God!” I scream.

  He leans over me and growls, “No, sweetheart, that would be me, not God. Now you’re not going to ditch your security detail, are you?” He pulls back, waiting for my answer but before I can give him one, he slams in again! He pulls back out of me slowly. “Let's talk security. Are you going to ditch them?”

  I know I shouldn’t get him riled up, but I can’t help myself. “Why do I need to have a monitor?”

  He smacks my ass and slams into me again. “Sorry, wrong answer, sweetheart”.

  If he does that one more time, I’m going to come and he knows it. He pulls out, bends down, and kisses my ass—slow, deliberate kisses. “Now are you going to ditch your security detail again?”

  He licks right up my spine. Oh, sweet Jesus, now back down again, his finger following the path of his tongue and just like that,
anal play is back. He works his finger into me really slowly. Oh God, it’s going to hurt. I tense up.

  “I would never hurt you Raven, you’re so wet for me,” he tries to reassure me probably picking up on my body language. He pulls out and starts working himself into my rear. All I feel is pressure and my panic, rising. I never thought I would want to try this.

  “Jax, it’s going to hurt,” I finally voice my fear.

  He trails kisses up and down my spine. “Sweetheart, I would never hurt you, I promise. You’re so wet. I’ll go slow, just relax and breathe. Do you trust me?”

  “Yes,” I don’t hesitate. I know he wouldn’t hurt me.

  He pushes forward very slowly. “Push back and let me in,” he says soothingly. As I push back, he pushes forward. There’s a lot of pressure. “I’m almost in, baby, little bit more.” He pushes a little more until he’s all the way in. It’s such a full feeling. “Oh God, Raven, you’re so fucking tight, you feel so warm and tight around my cock. He stops and I know he is trying to control himself. I feel him squeezing the base of his cock to stop his impending orgasm. He hooks his arms under mine and pulls me into a sitting position on his lap. With one hand, he reaches around my bodyand goes back and forth from one nipple to the other. His free hand goes right to work on my clitoris. He starts to move, slowly at first, but then he starts to really pick up speed. The feeling is amazing. I never thought it could feel this unbelievable.

  “Jax, I’m there, are you?”

  He nibbles on my ear, “Come for me, baby,” and with that, we both let go—screaming our release. We both collapse and he drapes over me. He pulls out and flips me over. He ditches the condom before setting his eyes back on me. He seems worried and stressed. I feel really bad, like I brought this on. “Are you going to ditch your security detail again?”

  I search his eyes. “Jax, why is this so important to you?”

  His gaze becomes intense. “I need to know your safe. I can’t think and I can’t work while I’m worried about you. Having security takes away a little bit of the worry.”

  I fight the tears back, I don’t want to hurt him. “Okay, if it’s that important to you, I won’t ditch my detail.”

  He gifts me with that crooked smile and twinkling blues. “You have made me so happy.” He nuzzles into my neck, stroking his fingers up and down my arm.

  “Jax, how can you possibly be able to go again?”

  He laughs, “Sweetheart, it’s you. This is what you do to me. My cock always wants to be buried in you. It’s a happy place for him.” He slowly works his cock in and out. He pulls out again, but then he slams into me and my mind loses all reason. This man has moves that render me speechless. He presses his lips to all different parts of my body—parts that I never knew could be so sensitive. “You’re quivering, baby. I love it when you quiver. I can feel you clenching my cock. It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.”

  Oh God he’s doing that swivel with his hips while he’s buried so fucking deep! My hands fist his hair, “Jax! Oh! My! God!” I scream to all that’s holy.

  He laughs, “That would be me again, sweetheart. Oh fuck, Raven, I’m there. Please do that clench thing again!”

  We both scream our release, barely catching our breath. I’m speechless, exhausted, and totally satisfied. “You are so beautiful, please don’t run away.” It’s barely a whisper but I hear him. I wrap myself around him and drift off to sleep.

  AFTER THE PROMISED DOCTOR Who marathon, we’ve been spending the entire weekend in bed, which is fine by me. He brings a tray in with coffee and pastry—heaven! “I need to ask you something. Are you on birth control?”

  After almost choking on my coffee, I look at him and find him stroking his chin. “Why are you asking me now? You’ve been using condoms, so what’s the problem?”

  “I want nothing between us. I want you—one hundred percent. And I hate those cock blockers. I had my yearly physical, and I have a clean bill of health. I can give you a copy.”

  I made my ex wear a condom all the time, which was what fuelled the beating he gave me. I trust Jax. “I’ve been on the pill for years to keep me regulated. I have a clean bill, also. We have to be tested at the beginning of every school year, and since I have not had sex in almost two years…”

  He is on me, kissing me, doing a dance with his tongue that makes me instantly wet for him. He locks his eyes on mine, “Are we good?” he asks. I nod, but he doesn’t continue. “I need to hear the words, baby.”

  “Yes, Jax, we’re good. I trust you,” I whisper.

  The words barely leave my mouth and keeping his blues to my violets, he slowly enters me. The feeling is unreal. He is so hard and pulsing. When he is all the way in, he stops and closes his eyes. “Do you feel that? We can never be closer than we are, right at this minute. We are one body, one heart, and one soul.”

  I melt at the words. He says so much during sex, but my mind becomes a jumbled mess. He opens his eyes and starts to move real slowly. The feeling is unbelievable. When it comes to sex with this man, I am so out of my league. “Jax, I can’t hold it much longer, please tell me you’re close.” I’m trying to hold on, but it’s so hard.

  “Go, sweetheart, I’m right behind you.”

  And with that, I fall, locking my eyes back onto his, holding onto him as if my life depended upon it—it probably does. He lets out a yell and floods me with his warmth. He stills, but his cock is still throbbing.

  “I don’t think I will ever get enough of you. You’re like a book that I never want to put down.” I’m not sure if I was meant to hear his words.

  I’m curled up in Jax’s arms as he runs his fingers up and down my spine. “Jax, this has been a great weekend.”

  He stops, “Why do I hear a “but” coming?”

  I really don’t want him to worry, but I have to think about my kids, too. “Well, tomorrow when I go to school, do you think the security can stay outside? I’m in a high security school and I don’t think anyone would try anything. I really don’t want the kids to be afraid that there are guards in the room. I know most of them are probably used to it, but still… Besides, can you picture Max in one of those little chairs in the back of the room?”

  He laughs at the thought, “Okay, but no ditching Max. I need to know that you and Junior are safe.” He traces circles on my arm. That was easier than I thought it was going to be.

  “What would you like to do today?” he asks.

  I need to get a run in. “Well, it’s nice out, do you want to go for a run?” I can’t believe we are having this conversation and he is still buried so deep within me.

  “Whatever you want to do is fine with me.”

  WE HEAD DOWN TO Central Park and it’s beautiful outside. Even though its fall, it’s still a little warm. We do the entire park. It’s long, but it feels good to just run with no thoughts and no purpose.

  “I really didn’t think you were into running, but you're good.” He smiles.

  I have always loved running. “Thanks. I got into college on a track scholarship and I just kept it up. I try to run two times a week. It really depends on what workout classes I have planned. I never miss Pilates.”

  He gives me that smirk. “Well, you know I’m happy about that. Tell me about Pilates, I’ve never taken a class.”

  “It’s all based on a technique developed by Joe Pilates. I like using a machine called The Reformer. The key is, the core muscles are always engaged. Picture Yoga with resistance.”

  He is stroking his chin, deep in thought. “I will have to put one of those machines in the gym so you can teach me.”

  I’m sure that’s not the only reason he wants one!

  WE HEAD OFF TO that wonderful shower. I swear, I really can’t get enough of it. Jax washes my body like he’s studying every inch, and then he washes my hair. The feeling of having my head massaged under that massive showerhead is unreal.

  Jax steps in front of me and begins slowly kissing me. “You’re so beautiful, sweethe
art. I want to hold you forever.” He lifts me up. “Wrap your legs around my waist and hold on tight.” He rears back and slams into me, but then he stops.

  “Why are you stopping?” His eyes are closed and his head is tilted all the way back. “Are you okay?”

  He hums, “Yeah. Do you feel that? Just hold on tight and don’t move.” He looks down at me, and we lock eyes. He swipes his tongue across my lips, but he’s still not moving. “Do you feel how deep I am? I don’t have to move—I’m pulsing inside you, and you're clenching my cock.” He throws his head back again, “Oh, Raven, fuck! What you do to me!” he yells, coming apart within me, and the thought that I have that much power, sends me over the edge to my own release. We slide down the wall, neither one of us saying a word. We finish cleaning up, when we start to come back to life. Both of us silent, lost in our own thoughts.

  WE HEAD BACK TO my place for my stuff. Marco is there and he doesn’t seem happy. “Hey, what’s up? You look upset.”

  He’s really pissed off, slamming stuff, and glaring at Jax. “Well, you could say that. My roommate doesn’t come home for almost two days, doesn’t return my calls or text messages, and I couldn’t fucking find her!”

  I didn’t think he would be this upset. “Oh.”

  He steps towards me. “So help me, baby girl. If you say oh one more time, I just might throw you over my knee and…”

  Jax jumps up. “Hold on, Marco.” Jax is standing toe-to-toe with Marco.

  “No, Jax, you hold on. Do you know how worried I was? There has been so much shit going on between guards and stalkers, and then she disappears without a trace. Put yourself in my shoes.”

  I step between them both. “I’m sorry, Marco. I shut my phone off, I will leave you Jax’s number too so you can call him. I will also try to be more considerate.” I touch his arm. He seems to calm down. Jax and I decide to hang around for a while and catch up.

  “ARE YOU STAYING HERE tonight?” Marco questions, giving his bones a stretch.