Fierce Obsession: LA Ruthless: Book 4 (L.A. Ruthless Series)

I giggle when I hear the front door slamming shut. I knew it wouldn’t be long before Jax was home after I sent him those photographs. It’s become a whole new thing with us. You’d think that after what happened, I’d shy away from any sort of pictures like that, but I never show my face or anything else identifying, and I only send them to Jax’s cell phone and that man has taken online security to a whole new level. I swear the CIA couldn’t get into his phone even if they had it in their hands.

I lie back against the fluffy pillows with the sheet pulled over me. He runs into the room a few seconds later and I can’t help but laugh at the look on his face. He’s trying his best to pretend he’s mad at me, but he’s staring at my naked form beneath the thin cotton sheet like he’s about to nail me into oblivion.

“You have any idea how much trouble you almost got me in?” he says as he starts pulling off all of his clothes and tossing them onto the floor.

“Me?” I feign my ignorance. “I was simply sharing my afternoon activities with you and asking when you were coming home. It’s no fun being here on my own.”

“You looked like you were having a whole lot of fun to me. I think I have at least eight speeding tickets and traffic fines, angel. I jumped every red light to get home as fast as possible.”

“I’m sure you can work something out with the mayor,” I giggle, aware that Jax has been helping him with his campaign.

He takes off the last of his clothes and crawls onto the bed. “I was in a meeting with the mayor when you were sending me pictures of your hand in your panties, angel,” he growls before he presses soft kisses on my stomach through the sheet. “What the fuck am I gonna do with you? You can’t keep dragging me home to fuck you every few hours,” he says as he fists the soft cotton sheet and pulls it off me.

“But I get so horny,” I whimper as he slides a hand between my thighs.

“So, play with your toys I bought you.”

“They’re not the same as you, Jax,” I hiss as he slides a finger inside me. “Nothing feels as good as you.”

“Well, I can’t be mad about that now, can I?” He smiles at me before he starts to kiss my breasts.

They’re so sensitive now, but he knows the exact amount of pressure and teasing to have me on the edge. He sucks a nipple softly into his mouth as he works his finger in and out of me, making me purr like a contended cat.

“Dammit, Jax, stop teasing me. I need all of you,” I whimper as the ache in my pussy grows even stronger.

His lazy finger fucking just isn’t going to cut it right now. He’s so much more gentle with me these days, since my bump became so huge, and we have to be more creative finding comfortable positions, but he still manages to take care of me multiple times a day.

“You mean you need my cock, baby?” he chuckles against my skin.

“Yes, your huge, magic cock,” I hiss, clawing at his neck as I become more frantic with need.

“Fuck, Mrs. Decker, you’re turning feral, you know that?” He slides his finger out of me and pushes himself up. “Roll onto your side, baby.”

I do as he tells me and he lies behind me, lifting my leg slightly before he slides his thick cock deep inside my pussy. The sudden rush of pleasure and heat makes me moan — loudly.

“This what you really need, Luce?” he whispers, pressing his lips against my ear.

“Yes,” I whimper now as he presses deeper, hardly moving at all while he rubs the tips of his shaft against the delicious spot inside me that has my legs trembling.

“You feel so fucking good, baby. So wet for me,” he groans too as he slides slowly in and out.

I bring my knee up, resting my foot on my calf and allowing him to glide his hand over my rounded belly until he finds my swollen clit. His fingers brush it softly first, making me tremble with need, until he adds a little more pressure.

“Yes, Jax,” I hiss.

“So fucking needy.”

“Yeah,” I rock my hips against him.

“You gonna come all over my cock like a good girl?”

Damn! My orgasm detonates in my pussy so hard that my entire body shudders, and as my inner muscles squeeze and release him, he gives a few final thrusts, cursing in my ear as his own climax hits.

We lie on the bed face to face and I can’t help smiling at this man who is always so willing to give me exactly what I need. I have loved him for such a long time, and sometimes I can still hardly believe that he is mine.

He narrows his eyes, searching my face and making me wonder what’s going on inside his head.

“Were you this horny when you were pregnant with Matthias?”

“No,” I shake my head. “Although I kind of had a lot of other stuff going on. But, still. Nothing like this,” I blush. “I crave you every second, Jax. Like if your hands aren’t on me,” I shudder. “I hope it wears off once the baby’s born.”

“Hmm. If it does, I’ll just knock you up again,” he laughs softly.

“It’s not funny. I’m a slave to my hormones. You walked out of here in that new suit this morning and I swear I was seconds away from following you outside and mounting you in the driveway.”

“Well our driveway is completely secure and gated, so…” he winks at me.

“Don’t give me any ideas, cowboy,” I whisper as I curl my fingers in his hair. “Damn you are so freaking handsome.”

My cheeks flush with heat and he laughs loudly. “You could go again right now, couldn’t you?”

“I can always go. It’s not funny,” I push against his chest. “I’ve become some kind of sex addict.”

“Well, I think you were always one of those, baby.”

“Well, if I am, it’s because you made me this way, Jackson Decker. You insisting on me asking for what I want and giving me mind blowing orgasms. Is it any wonder I’ve become a teenage boy trapped in a woman’s body?”

“I’m an evil genius and I’ve created a monster.”

“You are and you have.” I cup his face in my hands and pull him to me for a kiss.

He rubs a hand over my swollen belly and our baby girl kicks him.

“Those endorphins she keeps getting a hit of must be wearing off,” I giggle at him.

“If I give you any more endorphins, angel, you won’t be able to walk down the stairs when our son comes home from school in an hour.”

“This is true,” I say with a sigh.

He leans down, kissing my belly. “Your momma is a nymphomaniac, baby girl. If you don’t come out soon, she’s gonna kill me.”

“You can’t say that to our daughter,” I admonish him.

“Okay,” he laughs softly and then he rests his lips against my bump again. “Your momma is the most incredible person you will ever meet, baby girl. She is smart, and kind and beautiful, and she is going to be your favorite person in the entire world, because she’s the best momma you could wish for.”

A few tears run down my cheek and I swat them away but not quickly enough and he sees.

“Why are you crying, angel?” he asks pulling me into his arms.

“You’re so sweet,” I sniff. God, I am just a walking bag of hormones. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too”

I press my face against him and feel his next words rumble through his chest. They are the words that make me quite literally melt for him. “Who do you belong to, Luce?”

“You, Jax. Only you.”