Thinking back over their time together without the veil of self-doubt that normally clouded her vision, she could now see his actions for what they were. An attempt to take her and keep her. How many times last night had he had her tell him she was his? How many times had he claimed her with a growled “mine”?
With a new found determination, Josie left her spot against the wall and confidently strode into the office. Wearing only a dark grey pair of sweat that did interesting things for his package, Jax sat sprawled behind the desk, head thrown back as if in exasperation, heels of his hands lightly rubbing his closed eyes. As if sensing her presence, his eyes shot open; his worried gaze capturing hers.
“Baby Doll, I didn’t hear you come down.” Making her way around the desk, Josie straddled his lap, leaning over to kiss the underside of his jaw. Arms coming around to pull her tighter against his frame, Jax’s cock began to harden under her bottom, as if in approval of her seating choice.
“You ruined my plan for morning sex by not being there when I got up Jax.” she complained with a pout as she nibbled delicately along his jaw.
Groaning at the sensation, Jax angled his chin higher to give her better access to his flesh.
“Sorry baby; something came up that needed my attention, and you looked so peaceful, I didn’t want to bother you.”
Hands sweeping down over his chest, Josie roaming hands toyed with the waistband of his sweatpants.
“Who was on the phone?” she demanded softly.
Attempting to sidestep the question, Jax’s own hands began a teasing sweep of the exposed skin peeking from beneath his stolen shirt.
“You look good in my clothes Baby Girl, but you’d look better in nothing. Let me help you with that.” Stopping her own foray, she halted his progress by covering his hands with her own.
“You didn’t answer me Jax. Who was on the phone?”
With a resigned sigh, he relented. “I got a message from Jenkins this morning; one of the assistants assigned to monitor the firm’s social media accounts and PR interests. An article was posted on one of the gossipy magazine sites listing me as one of the most eligible bachelors in the city again. The list is set to be released in this month’s edition. I had to make it clear to Jenkins that I am to be removed from the online edition as soon as possible, and in no way am to be mentioned in the print version. It’s going to take some doing, but it will be done.”
Despite the pep talk she had given herself, Josie deflated somewhat at the reminder of his high demand. Something of what she felt must have shown on her face as, with a burst of action, Josie somehow found herself divested of clothing, impaled on Jax’s cock.
Almost angrily, he muttered “It doesn’t matter Baby Doll. It doesn’t matter what anyone says, or thinks” reaching between their bodies, Jax’s large palm rested high above her left breast, indicating her heart. “This is my heaven” Lowering his palm, he cupped her rounded stomach “This is my future” and finally, his hand brushed past her curls, cupping his hand around the flesh that was still impaled on his own. “And this is my temple, one I plan on worshiping at daily. My everything begins and ends with you Josephine. I love you. I’ve loved you from the moment I saw you. You’ve been my everything from day one and I will gladly spend every day, for the rest of our lives proving it to you.”
With tears of joy welling in her eyes, Josie began a swiveling rock on his cock, cupping his beloved face in both hands and bringing him in for a kiss.
“I love you too Jaxon Montgomery. I’m sorry I let my own insecurities cloud my mind. I’m not going to lie, and say they’ve magically disappeared, but I promise you, no longer will I allow them to interfere with us. Dropping small kisses against his questing mouth, Josie whispered “You best put a ring on this finger lover. Can’t list you as an eligible bachelor if you’re married, now can they?”
Epilogue
Josie got her ring later that morning; after several mind blowing orgasms. Having first feeding his woman, Jax had dragged Josie back to bed. Buried deep inside her body, gazes held tight to one another, Jax had pulled the large princess cut diamond he purchased not long after meeting her, from under the pillow, much to Josie’s delight. Never pausing in his thrusts, Jax branded her as his with a kiss to her lips, and a muttered “mine” while placing the ring on her finger.
Although he never actually asked the question (Jaxson was no fool, and he was taking no chances on Josie saying no) with tears of joy glistening in her eyes, she said yes and proceeded to demonstrate her happiness in ways that had him moaning in pleasure. Later that evening, as he prepared dinner for his woman, Jax was on the phone with Mandy, arranging the quickest wedding in Montgomery family history. Less than a week later, Jax had made Josie his bride, surrounded by friends and family on the lush grounds of the Montgomery family homestead.
At Jax’s insistence, Josie quit her position at Malone Montgomery to follow her dream of writing full time and once they returned from their month long honeymoon, Jax would work primarily from home. When Josie became pregnant with their first child, she was certain the conception occurred during their honeymoon in Fiji. After all; in the four weeks they were at the resort, they never once left the waterside bungalow. Jax however was convinced they conceived the first time they made love.
In the months leading up to the birth, Josie supervised the completion of their home. Jax was adamant that she not over exert herself, and insisted on hiring staff to do the heavy lifting.
Pictures from their wedding and Josie’s parents were added to the empty frames in the mosaic of memories lining the stairway… after Jax had confessed he’d had pictures of her (taken from her social media accounts) in those frames. Pictures he’s wisely removed before her first night there. With her guidance, the dream house he’d made for his woman now felt like a home.
When their daughter was born nine months after they exchanged vows, Jax insisted she be named Joy. “After all” Jax murmured as he lounged against the hospital bed, cradling his wife and daughter to his chest “Where there is Joy, there is love.”
The End
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Nadia Michelle is the pseudonym for a serious fangirl who is looking for new ways to stalk her favs. She writes cheesy stories that vary from over the top ooey gooey romance, to dark little tales that might leave you wondering if she is going unmedicated ....again. She likes her stories, so who knows? You might too.
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Monica (Wicked Women 2)
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