A body like yours oughta be in jail
'Cause it's on the verge of bein' obscene
Move over, baby, gimme the keys
I'm gonna try to tame your little red love machine
Little Red Corvette
Baby, you're much too fast
Little Red Corvette
Need to find a love that's gonna last, hey hey
Prince
Kehau could see his shadow against the wall as he crept forward. Then, he was standing right in front of her, looking so perfect. Jax had even thought to pick up a bouquet of her favorite color of roses. She didn't want to be mad at him anymore, fighting to retain control just a little longer. Hopefully he hurries up, because I'm about to lose it right here.
"Welcome home, Jax," she rasped out.
Words failed him. He looked like a fish stuck out of water, gasping for breath, unable to make a sound. Kehau wasn’t sure if it was the mini—cupcakes he was interested in, or the sight of her. Nikole had quietly assisted in the matter, rather cheerfully too. The hardest part had been finding an apron. Sexy aprons were not something found at the store, but with friends like Marissa who can sew, the lack was easily made good. The straps tied behind her neck, barely covering her breasts, and the skirt left her perfect legs out in full display.
Heels clicking against the wood floor as she walked toward him, Kehau swayed ever so provocatively from side to side. Yep, that got his attention, if the erection threatening to tear through his pants is anything to go by. Now he knows I'm wearing nothing underneath the apron.
"How did you... When did you..." Jax stammered.
"I'm a woman, we know everything."
The flowers fell to the ground as he dropped to his knees in front of her and picked the first cupcake up off the tray. A pumpkin piece covered with chocolate frosting and pecans, it disappeared in a single bite. His eyes widened in surprise.
"This is delicious!"
"Have another," she ordered him.
Jax was only too happy to comply, and ate all thirteen without pause, savoring each bite. When he finished, Kehau noticed a dot of frosting on the edge of his lip. Reaching, she scraped it away with the tip of her nail, then licked it off. His eyes stayed riveted on the action, tracking hungrily. In this moment, she knew that she owned him entirely.
"So you like my cupcakes?"
"Yes, ma'am” he said enthusiastically.
"And I'm not gonna see you down at Cara's anymore, am I?"
"No, ma'am."
"Good." She bent over, tantalizing him with a view guaranteed to drive him crazy. "Now, how are you going to thank me?"
Pour some sugar on me!
Kehau's back rested against the cupboard, with her leg kicked up on a convenient placed barstool. Def Leppard played from the speakers overhead. Jax was still on his knees, but now his tongue was digging deep inside of her, lashing her insides with every flick.
Come on, fire me up!
Her whole body shook, even before he drew her sensitive nub between his lips, sucking on it with increasing levels of force. Her knees buckled and collapsed even as his massive arms lifted her as he stood in a single, smooth motion, hands placed firmly on the wall behind her bottom while her legs wrapped around his waist.
Pour your sugar on me!
Then he moved and Kehau wasn’t totally sure how her thighs came to be resting on his shoulders, head brushing against the ceiling as Jax dug in deeper with his remorseless tongue. She was panting, barely able to draw a breath. Grasping him by the back of his head, she pulled his head deeper against her. He growled cheerfully, like a massive black-haired tiger. My tiger, Kehau realized happily.
Oh I can't get enough!
The orgasm hit full force and she could only scream. "Oh my Gooooooooddddd!" before sagging down on top of him. Without pause, Jax laid her down on the cold countertop. His mustache and goatee covered with her essence.
"So, does somebody want me to get naughty with her?"
Kehau nodded her head.
Jax leaned his face closer to hers.
"I. Can't. Hear. You."
Now his lips began to make a trail of kisses along the edges of her apron. All the way from her neck, down to her waist, and back up the other side.
Where did he get so good with his tongue?
"I want to be…" his tongue swirled its way around the bunny-shaped pendant of her belly button piercing, forcing her breath to catch in her throat, "naughty with you."
"How naughty?" he asks with a smile. His fingers skim along the sides of her torso, searing hot points of contact. "Shall I take you now? Or torture you some more?"
Reaching upwards, Kehau grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face toward hers. "I haven't had sex in half a year. I want you. In me. Now. As hard and fast as you can. And we're going to stay that way the rest of this weekend. Understand me, Marine?"
Even before she finished talking, her questing fingers had already started unbuttoning his vest.
I want him naked immediately.
Sensing her need, he pushed her hands away, then laid a single finger on her lips, motioning for her to be silent. Stepping back, he unbuttoned the vest, shrugging out of it ever so casually as it fell to the floor. His blue-striped dress shirt came next as he tossed it onto her stomach. Kehau had never had a man strip for her before, not like this. Slow, intimate, private. She could easily smell his body wash in the fabric of the shirt.
So clean, so manly, so him.
Jax was not being shy in the least about what he was doing. Marines never are. As he stepped out of his boxers, Kehau felt a quivering thrill of delight and anticipation run through her body.
He's massive. And all mine.
Moving forward, he picked her up in his arms, and began to move with a purpose up the stairs. Across the threshold, to that beautiful California King with the super soft sheets. Just like in her fantasies and every waking dream she’d had since their first date.
Kehau could barely hear anything above the sound of her own heartbeat. A little voice in her head was loudly screeching at her to hold on tight as he laid her down, then found a spot on the bed beside her.
Ever curious, she reached down with her hand, touching his length. It was so stiff she could’ve sworn the damned thing was made from rebar. Jax kissed her again, a deep, slow, searing, hot kiss, even as he pulled her into his embrace. Before she could comprehend it, he rolled her on top so she was looking down at him. Dimly, she felt, rather than saw the head of his shaft poking at her already wet entrance.
"Take me now," Kehau ordered.
"Your wish is my command, my queen."
His hands encircled her waist just above the hips and he pulled her down without a second's further hesitation. Her world exploded in stars. Kehau was tight from the last six months of no sex, but slickly wet with desire from the tongue lashing he’d already given her. For a brief moment, she was unsure she could take all of him, as big as he was. Jax pressed through, penetrating all the way to her molten core.
"Oh God, yes!" she hissed fiercely at him.
"Like that, my queen?" he taunted.
He knows those words are turning me on. Has to know.
"Oh yes," she replied, raising her hips, then sliding back down his length.
His lips ran across the sensitive nubs of her nipples, tongue flicking them at random. Kehau felt one of his hands grasping the hair at the nape of her neck before he pulled it back, forcing her back and chest to arch into him.
"Suck on them, my bad boy, show me how much you want it."
Her nipples fully erect now, large and tight. He grasped the left between two fingers, even as he sucked on the right, drawing it into his mouth without hesitation.
Unbelievable.
She continued to slowly slide up and down his cock, bringing out a moan of pleasure from him. His hands lost their grip and she shook her hair loose as she leaned her head down, right beside his ear.
“Make me moan, my king.”
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br /> The words pushed Jax as he took Kehau by surprise, pushing the globes together as he greedily sucked both nipples into his mouth at once. Her pace quickened.
I need to come now. Not want, need.
Hips bucking with abandon onto him as her vision began to fade and she exploded in a body-wrenching orgasm, all over him. She could feel him throbbing within her and know he was doing the exact same thing.
Kehau collapsed on top of Jax’s chest, utterly spent for the moment, with his cock still inside of her.
“That was incredible,” she uttered after she finally caught her breath.
“It’s only a taste of what’s to come,” he declared with a mischievous smile.
His hands began to massage her taut back muscles, running all the way from shoulders to flanks, small circles of slow steady pressure. Kehau moaned and groaned at the soft sensations as he worked the knots out of her achy muscles.
“Jax, don’t stop. That feels so good.”
“I’m glad you like it, my queen.”
“Well now it’s my turn to give you a massage.” She climbed off him as he rolled onto his stomach.
Starting at his neck, she took her time, working through the massive bulky muscles that covered his back. Bit by bit, down his spine, until everything was as loose and relaxed as she could make it.
Leaning back over his shoulder, she kissed his ear as she whispered into it, “Now it’s my turn.” Slowly, she dragged her breasts across his back, letting the still-taught nubs of her nipples play across his skin. Now it was his turn to groan. Kehau knew he wanted another excuse to play with them, but she wasn’t done. Yet.
“Roll over,” she commanded imperiously. He did so hesitantly, his eyes questioning her intent. “I never was motivated for this…"
“And now?”
“Oh, I’m very motivated.”
She lowered her head, causing a groan to escape from his lips. Kehau let her hands play across his chest, pinching and caressing freely. Taking him in hand, working him as she lowered and took him in her mouth, softly at first. Then the tempo changed, moving faster while her head bobbed and her hand moved to join the same rhythm, knowing she hit her mark as he moaned, his cock twitching. She knew he was close, his body tensed, and he came quickly, his eyes never leaving hers.
I wonder how long it’s been since a woman took the time to pleasure him. Who cares? He’s mine now. If the body’s a temple I’m about to become a religious zealot at the Church of Johnny Rocket.
Jax looked oblivious to anything else as she slid alongside his body and into the crook of his arm.
“Like that, my king?”
“Yes.” He kissed her eyes, her cheeks, the bridge of her nose. “Would you care to try out the shower with me?” he asks.
“Of course,” Kehau told him.
Hand in hand they walked into the massive tiled bathroom. The shower stall looked big enough to hold ten people, just like the whirlpool tub beside it. Jax turned on the water, allowing hot sprays from three taps at once, each mounted on a different wall. Pulling out a bottle of body wash, he lathered his hands and began to scrub Kehau’s body clean.
When she turned around and presented her back to him, he wetted her scalp and worked his fingers through her hair.
Yup, I’ve missed that too.
Her body turned to jelly once more as he massaged her head and played with her hair. It’s as if he’s going for the max effect, every time.
With her right leg kicked up on the low stone bench, Jax got down on his knees to wash her intimate places. The feeling of his fingers running across her swollen lips was enough to turn her on once more. His thumb stroked her clit as his index finger slipped between her folds and inside. She flexed her knees a little and he pushed deep inside, the tip of his index finger stroking a place Kehau had never had any man touch before and she whimpered as her whole body began to quake.
How does he do it? Why does he do it? What does he see in me that drives him to pleasure me so?
Kehau had never had sex in the shower. Sione always thought it was too messy, too complicated. When she told him as much, Jax looked at her in shock. “You look like a goddess right now.”
“Really?”
Gently pulling his fingers out, Jax stood and leaned in close. “Let me show you what I mean.”
He guided himself inside her. By now she was so wet he slid in easily. Kehau could feel his huge phallus go all the way to the hilt. It stretched her and filled her all at once. Putting her left leg up on the other bench, she was in a squatting position as he pinned her wrists above her head, thrusting back and forth, a slow steady rhythm.
“I’m feeling just a bit naughty,” she said salaciously. “Incredibly slutty really. Now why don’t you show me what kind of power you’ve got in that rocket of yours?” she taunted him.
His hands released her wrists, grabbed ahold of her waist, and she moaned from the loss of him as his pulled her up, pushing her against the wall as her legs wrapped around his waist. With his cock positioned, he slammed into her even harder as he pulled her down, the head of his cock kissing the mouth of her cervix. Hard. Fast. Furious. Kehau clawed his back with her nails, leaving behind welts and claw marks all over. Jax cheerfully growled at this, taking the opportunity to grasp ahold of her freely bouncing nipple with his lips and suck hard on it.
“Yes. Yes. Yes! Oh Johnny…” Kehau’s voice trailed off as she orgasmed once, twice, three times. Another began to build, her vision fading. And then—nothingness.
When she came to, Jax had laid her out in the bed beneath the soft sheets. She was still naked, but so was he. One of her brushes was in his hand as he gently brushed her hair out.
“Please don’t stop. That feels good.”
“Then I won’t.”
“What happened?”
Jax chuckled. “You orgasmed so hard you blacked out.”
“It’s your fault,” Kehau told him. “I haven’t ever had a man try that hard to turn me on, ever.”
“It was a pleasure,” he chuckled.
At length he finished brushing out her hair and slipped under the covers next to her. “You really are a goddess among women.”
“Well this goddess is exhausted.”
He pulled her close. “I think we can accommodate that.” He kissed her gently, as they fell asleep together in their bed.
Epilogue
One Month Later…
“I’d like to thank you all for coming today. Christmas Day seemed like the perfect excuse to throw a party, and why not here?” Jax said as he gestured toward the sprawling property his house was built on.
All the team leaders were there, Jax’s entire family, even Kehau’s parents, and all of her friends but Pua, plus assorted odds and ends. There had to be at least a hundred people, he’d bet, and hopefully there was enough food to go around. Relax, easy day. You planned ahead for all of this. Remember?
“Kehau’s gonna bless this mess, and then I expect to see plates flying and chow being consumed.”
Kehau gave grace, and Jax stepped back as the women and children made their way to the line. “Marius, fill her up.”
Taking Jax’s massive tankard, he filled it from the keg then passed it back over.
“Little bit of liquid courage there, Johnny Rocket?”
“Yeah. More than a little.”
“I think I’ve got enough in me to go talk with that blonde over there.” Marius gestured with his own mug in Carli’s direction.
“Take her a Heineken, and tell her you like the ocean,” Jax advised.
“Why?”
“Would you believe she’s a professor of oceanography at UH?”
“You’re kidding!”
“Nope. Got a doctorate and everything. Seen it myself.”
“Huh.” Marius took a sip of his beer. “Might have to go investigate that.”
“Might. Speaking of which…”
“Sitting in your blue's coat like you asked,” Marius assured him q
uietly.
“Good man.” Marius excused himself to wander over toward Carli, and Jax kept sipping from his mug. It’s nice to have such helpful friends.
“You okay, son?” Jax’s father asked as he wandered over.
“I’m fine, Dad. Or at least I will be soon.”
His father raised an eyebrow but Jax didn’t answer, and he pressed on.
“That being the case, whatever it is, go relax with your lady and have fun.”
“I think I will.”
“And, son?”
“Yeah, Dad?”
“Good luck.”
All throughout the meal, Jax stayed with Kehau, laughing and joking as they reminisced with friends and family about the past, watched the children playing with their new toys. As the sun sank lower, Kehau began the gift exchange game. All those in attendance had brought a gift of some kind, completely wrapped to hide its contents. A name was drawn at random from a hat, and the one drawing would give their gift to that person. This started the chain going, until everybody had received a gift, at which point they opened the wrapping paper and decided whether or not to trade the item with somebody else. Donny was the winner of the most insane gift thus far, with a hundred spray cans of silly string, which Nikole had been the recipient of.
“Sweetheart, I'm gonna go use the restroom, I'll be right back,” Jax told Kehau.
“Okay.” He kissed her gently then disappeared inside.
A shriek caught her attention and she watched as Nikole began chasing Donny around the yard, a can in one hand, desperately trying to pull the lime green strings he'd shot through her hair. Camera phones came out as people took video and pictures of their antics until they disappeared around the backside of the house. Off to one side, she could see Marius and Carli deep in conversation. What about she couldn't guess, but Carli looked like she was cheerful. Pua was with her own family today, which means Marissa is somewhere around here. “I hate that man!” Found her.
“Who?” Kehau asked curiously as Marissa plunked herself into a chair.
“Xavier. He keeps trying to kiss me under the mistletoe with that nasty wad of chewing tobacco in his mouth.”
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