Alpha Male Incorporated Under Your Protection (19 page)

“I can’t lie. I still remember how hot and moist you were, plus how tightly your delicious little body wrapped around my cock pulling me deeper inside of you. I’ve tried using my own hand to get the same sensation, but it isn’t the same. I want you. Don’t you want me too?”

Sahara’s short nails dug into his arms as she squirmed against him making his cock jump to life and grow another inch. The sweet scent of her arousal filled his nose. Fuck! He was going to lose what sanity he had left before Sahara let him back between her thighs.

“Jax, we can’t,” she whimpered, not knowing how sensuous her voice sounded to his ears.

A hint of huskiness was there pushing him to go against his better judgment not to bite her. It wasn’t like he would be doing anything wrong. Sahara was his! She’d belonged to him from the first moment he laid eyes on her...all she needed was a bit more encouragement to see things his way.

“Yes, we can,” he encouraged as he added two more fingers stretching her even further. “You know you want this as badly as I do. Give in to me. I swear I’ll make it a night neither one of us will ever forget.” Sliding his free hand down her back, he palmed her ass before giving it a light squeeze.

“You aren’t playing fair, Jax,” Sahara moaned. “You know what your touch does to my body. You’re making it so hard for me to find any reason to turn you down.”

“The only thing I want turned down is my bed right before I place you in it. So, is that a yes? If you lose, will you finally spend the night in my bed?”

Jax slowly ran his tongue down the side of Sahara’s neck drawing the exceptional flavor of her back into his mouth. The spicy scent of her unique blood was calling to him to taste her.

“Yes... I will spend the night in your bed if you win, but I have a little wager too,” she confessed, looking him in the eye.

Lifting his head, Jax stared at Sahara wondering what her wager might be. It’s not like he was going to allow her to get away with too much since she was under his protection.

“If I win, you have to stand in for my male dancer when I practice my next song at home. Your possessive attitude has made it hard for Uncle Frank to find anyone who wants to come to the house and practice with me. Do you know that every female singer has to use a male dancer at one time, so will you be mine?”

“What will I have to do?” Jax frowned as he removed his hands from Sahara’s body. He wasn’t going to be bare-chested just wearing a pair of shorts on stage with her. He’d seen some of the male backup dancers out there and he wasn’t about to become one of them.

“No, I’m not going to tell you that. All I want to know is will you accept my wager?” Sahara slowly took a step back from him and fixed her clothing, but he could still see the lingering desire in her eyes.

“Yes, if I lose I’ll help you out with your next song.”

“I knew you wouldn’t let me down.” Coming back up to him, Sahara kissed him and then ran her hand down his chest until her fingers brushed over his cock. “Maybe you’ll be good enough at bowling to win and we can take care of this little problem.”

“Sahara you’ve seen me. You know from firsthand experience that there’s nothing little about me.” Jax planted a hard kiss on Sahara’s mouth and then stepped back.

“Ladies first,” he said, pointing towards the bowling balls.

“Don’t get too cocky because I’m going to kick your butt.” Spinning around, Sahara walked over to her bowling ball. Picking it up, she moved over to their lane and stood there for a few minutes before throwing the ball down the lane and getting a perfect strike.

Sahara did a little dance before facing him. “Are you ready to forfeit now?”

Stalking up to Sahara, Jax looked down into his mate’s upturned face. He couldn’t stop the love he felt for her from filling his heart even more.

“Baby you should learn that I’m not a quitter,” he warned before winking at her then picking up his black bowling ball. Without bothering to wait like Sahara did, Jax threw it getting a strike as well.

Jax felt Sahara’s shock before he even turned back around to face her.

“Should I be nervous that you got a strike this quickly in the game?” Sahara questioned.

“The only thing you should be worried about is if I’ll wait until we get home to have my way with you. Or will I want a little foreplay in the parking lot? So, grab another ball and show me what you’ve got left,” Jax taunted as he stepped to the side so Sahara could bowl her next game.

He might throw a few games to let Sahara think she had a chance, but in the end he would win like he always did and he was going to enjoy his prize more than Sahara could ever envision.

Chapter Thirty-Four

“You know that you could have told me how good—no amazing—you were at bowling,” Sahara complained as Jax unlocked his black SUV.

“Why would I want to do a foolish thing like that?” Jax asked.

Turning around, Jax yanked Sahara into his arms as the warm night air blew around them teasing the end of his hair. The full moon gave him just enough light so he could see into Sahara’s eyes, but even without the moonlight his heightened senses allowed him to be able to make out her beautiful face.

“I wanted to do something with you tonight that didn’t involve everything going on around you. I only wanted to be your boyfriend.”

“I like the sound of that,” Sahara said, standing on her tiptoes running her fingers through his hair.

“Are you ready to keep your side of our little wager?” Jax asked, rubbing his hands up and down her back.

Resting his back against his vehicle, Jax realized that he’d never felt so complete until now. Over his life, he had used his natural wit, along with his keen intelligence and silver tongue to seduce women into bed for partially their pleasure but mostly his. However, with Sahara, every word that came out of his mouth he meant deeply.

Since meeting her, he’d learned nothing that he could do really mattered without Sahara at his side. Being the oldest in the family, Jax was used to people following his lead when it came to anything and everything; he wasn’t really fond of being challenge by anyone until Sahara was dropped into his world.

Sometimes it didn’t matter what he had to offer women of his time because they always accepted what little he had to give them; they wanted to be in his presence, but Sahara wasn’t like them.

He wanted to make time for her out of his day. He wasn’t putting his needs first over hers. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that he would lay down his life for this woman. So many women that he’d dated or slept with tended to be very complicated with their lives but Sahara wasn’t. She was uncomplicated and perfect in every single way that mattered to him.

“Truthfully, I’ve been ready since the day you stopped when my Uncle Frank came home early,” Sahara confessed, placing her hands on his shoulders. “But, I haven’t made any moves because we’ve been so wrapped up in getting everything together for The Kitty Kat Club.”

Jax couldn’t believe Sahara’s admission! Why hadn’t she come to him? God, he’d been aching to be with her but held back out of respect to her.

“Never wait this long to tell me you want me. I’m always ready to make love to you and I mean always. Let’s get home, so we can do what we both have been dreaming about.”

His need, his desire to make love to Sahara right now scratched at his skin. He couldn’t wait until they were completely alone, so he could feel her soft lips pressed against his.

Jax wasn’t quite sure how it had happened but he’d become addicted to the taste of Sahara and unless he got his daily dose his mind along with his body seemed to crash.

“Jax,” Sahara whispered, touching his body with the tips of her fingers.

“What is it, baby?”

“How much longer at we going to stand out here? I’m ready to get home and make you live up to your promise.”

“What promise is that?” Jax questioned as he moved Sahara away from his body his heart thudding in his chest.

“You promised to give me a night I’ll never forget.”

Images of Sahara spread out across his bed...not the bed in Frank’s house but his own personal bed inside his house flashed in Jax’s head. Tonight was the
night
. Sahara was going to share his bed and nothing or no one was going to disturb them.

“Darling, let’s go. I have somewhere very special to take you.” Opening the driver’s side door, Jax gestured for Sahara to climb inside.

Brushing past him, Sahara got into his truck and he couldn’t resist sliding his hands over her toned ass.

“Hey, watch those hands,” Sahara laughed before sitting down on the passenger seat.

“How about you watch what I do with them later when they’re on your beautiful body?” Jax tossed back as he got inside the vehicle slamming the door shut.

Before driving off, Jax took one last lingering look in Sahara’s direction wondering if he had enough self-control to make all of her dreams come true tonight. One thing was for sure, he was going to give it everything he had and more.

Chapter Thirty-Five

“I can’t believe you brought me to your house,” Sahara said as she ran her hand across his black leather sofa.

“For me to keep my promise to you, I had to bring you some place where we wouldn’t get interrupted like last time.” Jax set his security alarm before tossing his car keys down on the table.

Instead of going up to his woman and pulling her into his arms, he stood back and just got lost in the sight of her in his home. Unlike Thorsten and Zander, he hadn’t slept with a lot of women since he came back home because it wasn’t fulfilling for him anymore.

Having a different woman in his bed each night wasn’t attractive or appealing to him at this stage in his life. That is why he had been focusing so much on Alpha Male Incorporated. Working long hours was filling the void of coming home to an empty house and bed, but now things might change with Sahara being in his life.

“You don’t look like the type of listen to old school Motown songs,” Sahara teased holding up a Jackie Wilson CD from the stand by his CD player. “Uncle Frank plays them all of the time.”

“I’m a man of many talents and more secrets than you want to know about.” Coming across the room, Jax took the CD from Sahara and laid it down on his entertainment center.

“How about I show you my favorite room in the house?” he suggested already envisioning how perfect Sahara’s mocha skin would look against his white sheets.

“Please do. I can’t wait.”

Sahara laughed as he lifted her up in his arms and carried her soft weight upstairs. Without a single light, Jax made his way down the hallway with Sahara securely wrapped in his arms. Halfway there, he stopped at a partially opened door and kicked it open with the toe of his black cowboy boots then walked inside.

The moonlight shone through the open window down on the bed giving him all the light he needed or wanted for what he had to do tonight.

“Your bed is huge,” Sahara whispered as he stopped a distance away from the side of the black four poster bed with the covers and top sheet already turned back courtesy of his housekeeper Ms. Green.

“I love this bed. I had it shipped from overseas about six years ago. I saw it on display in a window and I had to have it. The owner didn’t want to sell it, but after quoting a price he was more than happy to let me take it off his hands.”

Jax slid Sahara down his body until she was standing in front of him. He liked how her head barely came to the center of his chest. Sahara was so small and feminine, but no one knew what a powerful opponent she could be when she was pushed.

“I bet you’re able to talk most people into doing anything you want.”

God, if Sahara knew what he had done in his past, she wouldn’t be here with him like this.

“I can’t lie. I have to admit that I can be very persuasive when the time calls for it, but I don’t want to talk about me anymore.”

Grabbing the hem of the graphic t-shirt, Jax slowly inched it up Sahara’s smooth body. He wasn’t in any hurry tonight. He wanted to remember every single second of this night. When the shirt finally passed over her head, he flung it across the room away from them.

“Hey, I’m going to need my shirt later,” Sahara complained, staring up into his eyes.

“No, you aren’t,” Jax corrected. “Once I get you naked and in my bed, you will be without clothes for the rest of the night because you aren’t leaving until I’m ready to let you.”

Leaning down, he nibbled at Sahara’s neck loving the low moans coming from her throat when his fangs touched her mocha creamy skin.

“Baby, I hope you’re ready for me because I’m more than ready to please every delicious inch of you.”

Chapter Thirty-Six

Trailing the tips of his fingers over her body, Jax stopped at the top of her breasts. Her smooth, beautiful skin was taunting him to rip the skimpy lacy bra from her body and suck one of her hard nipples into his mouth.

Jax unsnapped the front of Sahara’s bra with a flick of his finger. He slid it off her shoulders and then down her arms until it was completely out of his way. He felt his erection grow thicker and longer as Sahara’s stunning breasts came into view.

He had dreamt about seeing her like this again ever since the day they’d almost made love in his bedroom at her house. “You’re so amazing. It’s hard for me to believe that you’re all mine.”

Sahara’s breasts weren’t overly larger, but enough to fill his hands. Cupping them, he brushed his thumbs across the tip, smiling when Sahara sucked in a breath between her teeth.

“God, that feels so amazing...
please
don’t stop,” she begged.

“I wouldn’t think of it.” Jax lowered his head and sucked one of her hard nipples into his mouth working it over for a few minutes before letting it go. He kissed his way across the valley between Sahara’s breasts to give the other nipple the same loving care as the first one.