Jaxon - Bad Boys of New York Book #1

by Mackenzy Fox

  “Yeah.” I nod. “To remove it.”

  She smiles gently as my eyes meet her again. “You turned into a full-fledged hottie, though. It paid off.”

  I smirk but it’s not me I want to talk about. I give her chin a lift.

  “What was the nightmare about?”

  She does that lip-biting thing again and I swear if she does it one more time, I’m going to bite it with my teeth, it’s sending shockwaves right to my very core.

  “I don’t want to talk about it.”

  I let out a long, slow breath. “What happened with Brandon Thomas?”

  She eyes me warily. “Nothing.”

  She’s a liar.

  I nod. Okay, no sharing. It’s alright for me to open up about my demons but not okay for her.

  I stand. “Okay, well I’m going to bed.”

  “Jaxon…”

  “I’ll leave the door open, just in case you have another nightmare.”

  I walk over to the side table and retrieve my gun.

  She stays quiet, watching me. I don’t look back.

  “Goodnight,” she whispers.

  I don’t answer.

  I walk back to my room and adjust the bulge in my boxers. I’m rock-hard like I always am when she’s around.

  I thank God for La Perla as I put my gun back in the holster and go to use the bathroom. I climb back into bed and roll onto my back.

  She’s not the warmest of people, I always knew that, but the fact she won’t let me in on this secret she has is just downright annoying. It’s like high school all over again, I bare my soul to her and she doesn’t reciprocate. This is exactly why I should never have taken this job in the first place.

  I close my eyes. I don’t touch myself because she’s right there and now the fucking door is open. I hope to God she doesn’t have another freaking screaming match.

  I toss and turn for a bit, then roll onto my back once more and put an arm over my eyes. Should’ve hit the minibar.

  Suddenly, I feel the weight of my bed move and my eyes fly open.

  Morgan crawls onto my bed silently and we look at each other for a few long moments. My heart is beating so fast in my chest that I can barely breathe.

  What the hell is she doing?

  “MJ?” I manage, but she ignores me, she crawls towards me and then straddles her legs over my lap, “What are you doing?”

  She doesn’t even answer; she pulls me toward her roughly as she finds my mouth and kisses me, rubbing her gorgeous little body against my chest as I feel her breasts crush against me.

  I don’t reciprocate, thinking this is a dream and I’m going to wake any moment. That would be best as I’m aroused as hell.

  She pulls back. “Kiss me back, Jax,” she murmurs, her lips are beautiful, big, and soft. “Don’t say you don’t want to, we both know you do.”

  “No,” I say as I sit up, my back against the headboard and I grab her wrists to prevent her from touching me. “You shouldn’t be in here, you need to go back to bed, you need to fucking leave.”

  I hope that sounds believable, not that she’s ever been very good at listening or taking instructions. Not my little spitfire.

  She glances down at my body and eyes me hungrily, then we both glance down further as my dick decides to say hello, it moves on its own accord between us, twitching as I close my eyes in defeat.

  A slow smile spreads across her face.

  “You sure about that?”

  “Positive,” I reply, but my voice is at an octave that even I don’t recognize.

  She smiles. “Shut up and kiss me like you mean it.”

  She grinds her pussy into my junk and I just about lose it. She can feel how hard I am and it seems to be driving her crazy. She kisses me again, and this time, I can’t help it, I want to kiss her back, I can’t hold back anymore, so I ignore my brain roaring at me to stop and follow my bodily instincts instead; our tongues clash and the most beautiful noise escapes her lips.

  Oh fuck, that’s magic.

  I imagine her riding my dick and I can barely keep my erection contained at such an illicit and delicious thought.

  My hands go up into her hair and I pull her closer, squashing her as we devour each other. She tastes so fucking good.

  When I pull back, she’s moving her hips against my wood and I close my eyes, she has to stop doing that before I rip those little shorts down and plunge her onto my cock without getting her ready for me. It takes a lot of self-control to not flip her over and do just that.

  “Please, Morgan.”

  I try one last time because I’m obviously a pussy-whipped moron who has no will power.

  “Are you begging me for it?” she whispers like a temptress in my ear.

  “No,” I say. Holding her hips to try and stop that movement. “You have to stop, this isn’t right. I’m protecting you.”

  “You don’t want to spend a night in bed with me?”

  I cup her face, my thumb dances over her bottom lip, swollen from our illicit kiss.

  “It’s not that, I told you before, you’re a beautiful woman, you’ve got a body made for sin but this would be wrong, what would happen tomorrow?”

  Do we just act like nothing happened?

  She shakes her head. “I want this, Jaxon, stop being such a do-gooder, I know you want it too or else why did you touch yourself in the shower when you saw me watching you?”

  She makes a very valid point.

  “I was just trying to embarrass you,” I state, which was true, but really, I was happy for her to see me naked, to see the size of me and read it and weep.

  “It’s all I can think about,” she admits. “Your body is insane.”

  I stare at her. “Jesus, Morgan.”

  “I know,” she admits. “But if you say you don’t want me, then I’ll go right now and we can just both forget all of this, once and for all.”

  Like that’s going to happen.

  She waits for my response.

  “It’s not that, but I can’t do this and protect you too, I’m too close as it is, I shouldn’t have let it get this far.”

  She smiles, almost triumphant. “So, you do have feelings for me?”

  I buck my hips just slightly. “What do you think?”

  I move forward and I press our foreheads together.

  “What am I going to do with you?” I mutter as her breath catches in her chest.

  “I could think of a few things?” she offers as I pull back and I can’t help it, I go in for a kiss when I know I shouldn’t. I should smack her little ass and send her back to bed.

  “Tempting,” I say when I pull away. “But you’re trying to seduce me and I’m not entirely sure that’s what you really want.”

  She pushes me back down against the headboard. God, I like this bossy side to her.

  “Then clearly you know nothing about what I want,” she states as a sly smile comes across her face. “So, you won’t do anything to me, is that what you’re saying? Is it in case you’re a dud and I fire you?”

  I roll my eyes. “No chance in hell I’m a dud, sweetheart.”

  She taps a finger against her chin pretending to think. “So, you won’t touch me?”

  “You know I can’t,” I sigh. “But fuck I want to, MJ. You’re gorgeous and you’re tempting me in ways that shouldn’t be possible.”

  You can, you can, you fucking can! My body screams at me like a crazy person.

  “Well, if you won’t touch me then what are the rules about me touching you?”

  She cocks a brow and I shake my head.

  “You’re just sex-starved, aren’t you?” I murmur against her skin. “That must be it.”

  She giggles. “What makes you say that?”

  I roll my eyes. “I’ve been at your place for weeks and I’ve never seen a guy come and go or you go home with somebody.”

  She scrunches up her nose. “I have to care about someone before I can do anything like that,” she admits.

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p; My heart shouldn’t pound at that admission but it does. I think she realizes she’s just dropped a bombshell as her mouth opens then closes again, but before I can shove her off and send her back to her room, she does the unthinkable. She lifts the bottom of her camisole and rips it off over her head.

  Her big, beautiful, plentiful breasts pop out and I look down at them in all their glory. I’m toast. There is no doubt about it. There is no going back now.

  I’m a tits man through and through and I can’t stop staring at her flesh.

  I move both hands towards them. She watches me and closes her eyes at my touch.

  “You’re such a bad girl,” I say, lifting them, testing their weight as her hands move over mine to encourage me, her head drops back as I massage and feel her and rub my thumbs over her erect nipples. She’s perfect, so fucking beautiful.

  There is something very, very good about doing what you know you shouldn’t. It shouldn’t be this satisfying but it is, it’s like heaven.

  “Jaxon,” she breathes. Her hips have started to move again, she’s rubbing my dick back and forth and I so want to stick my hand in the side of her shorts and make her come. But this is apparently her show, not mine.

  “Morgan,” I bite back, watching my hands play with her as she gets off just on my lightest touch.

  “Suck them,” she says and my cock jerks in my pants. “Put your mouth on me, Jax.”

  I gulp, never in a million years did I expect her to say anything like that to me. I’m in the twilight zone.

  “Morgan…” I say again, but it sounds futile.

  She pushes her chest out and I just can’t help myself, I move my mouth to one round peak and I take her nipple into my mouth and suck it gently, playing with the other one, teasing her as she grinds her pussy against me. I’m so lost in the moment, I can’t even deal, I want to push her panties aside and slide right in, I don’t need to check to know she’s wet and ready for me, I know she is. I move to the other one and lap it with my tongue as she watches me. I love this, I could do this for hours… pleasure her, take my time, show her the best time in bed she’s ever had, but that voice in my head just won’t shut off.

  She tips her head back as I move back to the other one and suck hard, she keeps grinding and I move her hips back and forth over my length, I want her to come.

  This is so wrong, so very wrong, but my body is on fire for her.

  Within a few moments, she’s turned a delicious shade of pink and she’s muttering my name in short, deep gasps, and I know she’s close. My wood is so fucking hard.

  “You feel that, Morgan?” I say as I pull her face to mine and kiss her roughly, my tongue in her mouth. “This is what you do to me.”

  She comes hard and it is the most delicious sound I’ve ever heard in my life, I watch her come undone as her tits bounce in my face and I’ve never wanted to fuck so bad in my life.

  I watch as she slides her hand to mine and then moves it south to her waistband.

  “MJ…” I whisper.

  “Shut up,” she chastises, her eyes locked on mine. “You want it as much as I do.”

  She slides my hand right into her pants and I immediately feel her slick, wet center.

  I rub my thumb over her clit as she holds onto my shoulders and I rub her arousal back and forth over her sensitive nub, sending her into another delicious state of shock. Her tits are so lush; I suck one nipple back into my mouth as I insert a finger into her. I knew she’d be tight but fuck me. I move my finger in and out a couple of times as she moans. I add another finger and she begins to ride my hand. I stare at her and then drop my gaze to her breasts as they bounce in my face. I brush her clit again and she comes gloriously around my fingers in record time, squeezing my fingers tight. I can feel my dick shoot out pre-cum and I know I’m not far away from losing it.

  “I want you inside me,” she says softly. “So bad.”

  I want to. Fuck, do I want to. But the moral code is alive and well, even during my hazy arousal.

  “Morgan, it changes things.”

  “I don’t care,” she snaps. I continue to play with her because I cannot stop and my God does she know how to move those hips.

  “You’re beautiful,” I tell her honestly. “You come like a firecracker.”

  She smirks into my chest.

  “Please take me, Jaxon, I’m yours, I want you to show me what I’ve been missing.”

  I close my eyes and I know I can’t fight it. I just can’t. She sees my resolve and wastes no time in running her hand down my chest and down my body to my boxer elastic. I sit back against the headboard, still fingering her as I watch what she’s going to do to me.

  I can picture her in so many compromising positions right now and I want all of them, every single one.

  She brushes over my boxers on the outside and feels my hard wood, her eyes go wide at my length and I hiss through my teeth.

  Is she brave enough?

  I’m intrigued to find out as we cross the point of no return, she dips her hand inside and her eyes meet mine as she bites her lip. Oh yeah, baby. She rubs me up and down with her small little palm and I close my eyes. If I continue to watch her, I know I’ll lose it and I don’t want to do that, I want to come inside her.

  She reaches for the elastic and pulls them down as I lift my hips to help her. My cock springs free and she gasps. I open my eyes and the sight of her staring at my length with slight terror mixed with adrenaline is something I’ll keep in the spank bank for later.

  I smirk. “What’s wrong, princess? Having second thoughts?”

  She gulps, her hand still gripping me as she moves her hand up and down on my shaft.

  “N-no…” she stammers but I only smile harder.

  “You sure?”

  She glances down at me. “You’re so… big, Jax.”

  “Take your pants off,” I instruct.

  She lifts up and pulls her shorts off and throws them over her shoulder. I glance down at her bare pussy and a low growl leaves my throat. I want to taste her but we’re too far gone for that right now.

  “Then I’d better give you another one of these so you’re ready for me.”

  I grab her hips and proceed to rub her against me up and down. Morgan completely naked is a sight I’ve waited for my entire life, she’s goddamn beautiful, she rocks her hips back and forth as she grips my forearms, and in a matter of less than a minute, she throws her head back and comes hard. Better still, this time she calls my name.

  “Something tells me you like that?” I mutter into her neck as I move my hands up her body to cup her face as we kiss, all tongues.

  I never imagined my first time with her would be like this; her on top, her in charge, her taking me. But I’m going to let her.

  “Jaxon…” she breathes into my ear as I nibble and suck on her neck.

  I pull back and grab hold my cock in my hand as our eyes lock. “Sit on me, MJ, fuck me like you mean it.”

  Her eyes go wide but she’s up for the challenge, I know she is.

  I sit back and wait for her next move

  21

  Morgan

  I’ve never been so aroused in all my life. I’ve lost count of how many orgasms Jaxon has already given me and we haven’t even done it yet. His body is so damn fine and he knows what he’s doing with my body, that’s for sure, but as I glance down at his huge erection, I start to get a little bit worried. I’ve never been with a guy that big before.

  He seems to sense my dilemma.

  “It’s alright, just go slow. You take charge.”

  I look back up at him and I don’t actually believe he’s letting me do this. It is kind of erotic that I’m the one who’s seduced him and now he’s sitting back ready for the show, and now I’ve got stage fright.

  I’m being ridiculous.

  My body wants this, I want this. I want the connection; I want our bodies to be one, even if it is just for tonight.

  I watch as he leans over to the bedside t
able, retrieves a condom out of his wallet, rips the packet off with his teeth, and slowly rolls the thing onto him. I watch with bated breath, watching him do that is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

  I move forward and hold onto his shoulders as I hover over him and he holds himself ready for me and his other hand grips my hip.

  I feel him nudge at my entrance and I know this will be harsh as it’s been a year since I’ve had sex.

  He dips his eyes to watch as the tip goes in and a low growl escapes him, he looks like he wants to push me down and fuck me into next week but he doesn’t, he lets me take the pace. I lower down slowly, sinking bit by bit as my insides protest at the intrusion.

  “God, Jax,” I say breathlessly.

  He lets go of himself and moves his other hand to my hip and slowly begins to move my hips up and down, letting me control how deep he goes. We get into a rhythm and with each movement, he slides deeper, I place my hands on his chest as he leans back watching me, the devil in his eyes and I think I like this hot, sexy look on him, in fact, I know I do. I’m making him come undone and that just spurs me on.

  I sink down on the next thrust and take his entire length as we both groan at the same time, his hands come back to my hips as I wiggle to let myself adjust to him. With electricity buzzing between us, I move back and forth, increasing tempo, riding him, his eyes move to my breasts bouncing freely as he cups them and rubs his thumbs over my rock-hard nipples, I bounce harder as he takes one into his mouth and I feel his teeth, my hands go into his hair as I let go and come again, this time though, the sensation is different as he’s inside filling my very core and my release goes on and on, he reaches down and brushes my clit with his thumb and I keep unravelling for what feels like an eternity.

  All of a sudden, I’m on my back. He flips me over with one easy movement and he’s all there, all in. As he pushes into me, I wrap my arms around his broad shoulders and he pumps me with such an erotic rhythm that I don’t know where I end and he begins.

  It’s magic, pure magic, like nothing I’ve ever experienced. He reaches for my arms and then takes my wrists and holds them over my head with one hand, he then comes down on top of me so our bodies are fully touching and kisses me hard, his hand pulls my head up to meet him and grips into my hair. With each sold, beautiful, glorious thrust, I’m lost in a world of heaven and hell and I’m not sure I want to surface back to reality. Whatever reality is, who cares anymore?