Chapter Twenty

Ciska

T he Flight Deck Room at Club Decadent Sins, GoldenEye II Airbus...

By the time Jax closed the door behind them, Ciska didn't take the time to appreciate the shades of copper, black, and gold. She sank onto the thick carpet, pushing onto all fours, and curled her back in a sensual offering. It had always been a secret yearning of hers to be taken doggy style. With other partners, she didn't dare be this forward since the position made her completely vulnerable. Not with Master J, though, especially when his eyes started glowing with devilish intent. Suddenly, she felt all-powerful.

"Come, Master J... I am yours." Her voice turned husky. "Please, I need you."

Jax dropped down between her legs with his eyes locked onto hers. She was sure his gaze mirrored the surprise and impulsivity that had taken hold of her, resplendent the soft, vulnerable shimmer in her eyes that she was sure was a siren's testament to her desire. She swayed her hips in a slow, pendulous arc, each movement deliberately pitching her glistening folds toward him, an invitation that was impossible to ignore.

"Ahh, my lovely little Nanja," he muttered.

She thanked the heavens as she watched him come unhinged as she managed to shatter the last of his control.

"This is what power means... your power."

"NO, Master J. You've given over your power. You are within me as much as I am within you," she said as she tried to untangle her own confusion.

He stroked a hand over the slope of her buttocks, tracing the curve of her spine with a tenderness that sent shivers down her body. When he reached her neck, he leaned over and pressed a soft kiss on her shoulder. Ciska's breath hitched as her body tingled with anticipation.

"Oh, hmm," she murmured. Her voice was a desperate trill that dropped to a groan as she eagerly anticipated what was to come. A gasp exploded from her lips when he brushed a hand between her legs, finding her dripping wet and ready. He probed gently with two fingers to unleash a surge of pleasure that left her trembling.

"Aah, Master J, you have great hands," she purred as her body melted into his touch. Each movement of his fingers sent waves of sensation through her and ignited a fire deep within her core.

"You ain't seen nothin' yet, little one," he whispered in a low rumble that sent another shiver down her spine. Pressing a fingertip down on the spongy ganglia deep inside her, Ciska's circuitry tilted, and her body responded with an intensity that left her breathless.

"Ohh, fluffing bunnies," she cried while rocking her hips back and forth on his hand. Hungry licks of heat lapped at her core, slowly unlocking the tight inner muscles around his fingers. A rush of pleasure left her feeling dizzy as her emotions became a vortex of desire and surrender.

Jax groaned, "I love it when you do that. Give me your mouth, Nanja."

Turning her head, she lost herself to him as his lips closed over hers, greedily drinking in her lust. She savored the taste of his soft yet demanding tongue, leaving her intoxicated by the flood of unleashed opioids that threatened to push her into an untethered state of euphoria. Never before had she been this close to losing herself, floating out into a disconnected void where nothing mattered but the pleasure he was giving her.

"Stop teasing me," she moaned in a voice that was a plea for more. Spreading her labia again, he gently fingered her, growling with pleasure as she pushed her hips back to indulge in the pleasure of his tactile affections. Every touch and movement sent her deeper into a state of bliss. Her body and emotions became completely entwined in the ecstasy he was bestowing upon her.

"So fucking wet, hungry, and hot," he murmured against her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine.

Ciska's body pulsed in response, radiating waves of saturated heat that brought a hot flush to her face. His slow strokes awakened a deep ardor within her, and she arched her back, surrendering to the ecstasy that threatened to overwhelm her.

"I need more, Master J," she rasped in a voice husky with desire. Her lust spiked as he met her demand with hot, wet lashes of his tongue along her jaw and down the side of her neck to end in a gentle tracing of the roundness of her shoulder. Each touch sent electric jolts through her and ignited a fire that burned deep within her core.

Ciska had never wanted to be dominated sexually by any man, but Master J was different. There was something about his power and the way he used it to exert his control that intoxicated her. She craved his strength and the way it bent her mind and released her completely. It wasn't submission in the traditional sense; it was an exchange of power, a dance of equals. She gave him control, but in doing so, she exerted her own power, her own will.

The realization hit her like a tidal wave. The exchange of power... sweet flying jellyfish! Until this very moment, she had never imagined that was what they meant by it. It was exhilarating, liberating, and incredibly arousing. A rush of emotions— desire, trust, vulnerability— all swirling together to amplify every sensation he was unleashing with his touch.

"Is this what you want, subbie?"

"Fuck yes," she cried as he thrust into her with one powerful surge and immediately set a fast, furious rhythm, banging hard against her buttocks, slapping them apart with every thrust.

She shivered as she heard him inhaling deeply.

"I love your smell, little subbie. You smell like sex and lust... like mine." His voice lowered darkly. "Now, it's my turn to taste what you offered the Doms in your bunny suit."

"No, Master J! I need to come. Please... ohhh, that feels so good."

Ciska curled into the carpet as she pressed her forehead down to stabilize herself when Jax pulled out to flick his stiff tongue over her throbbing clitoris, then plunged deep inside her. The sensation was electric. Shockwaves of pleasure exploded through her body.

"Oh, sweet heavens," she moaned, her voice husky with surprise as much as with the ecstasy overwhelming her.

Jax smeared his face with her sweet juices, as if half-starved, his hunger for her palpable. She shuddered as he stroked her swollen folds, lapping and sucking until she writhed with desperation, her body aching for release.

"Master J, please. I want to come with you inside me. Please, please," she begged as raw need dictated the thrills chasing each other all over her body. The intensity of her desire was overwhelming, as much as her emotions were a whirlwind of longing.

"Hmm... lucky for you, so do I," he muttered as he reluctantly dragged his face away from her fragrant loins. Straightening between her legs, he obliged with a push, leaning forward to enter his swollen knob. A low moan escaped her lips as Ciska arched eagerly back against him, welcoming the sensation of him filling her.

"Yes. Oh, yes-yes-yes!" she cried with her body trembling excitedly.

"You want more, little subbie?" Jax taunted as he flexed his hardness just inside her slit. The teasing sensation drove her wild, and her body cried for more.

"Yes, Sir," she wailed as she tilted her hips higher, offering herself to him completely. The vulnerability of the moment heightened her emotions. She had never felt as exposed yet so exhilarated. It was utterly confusing.

"Hmm... ask nicely, Nanja. Like you can't survive without it another second," he hissed and teasingly pushed in another inch while twitching his shaft again. The anticipation was maddening as her body yearned for more.

"Fuck me, Master J. Please. FUCK ME. I'm begging you," she pleaded in a desperate cry. The need to feel him fully inside her was all-consuming.

"Now that's music to my ears," he growled as he fisted her hair and yanked her head back. With a powerful thrust, he drove his thick, taut, fleshy shank into her, filling her completely.

"Yesss," Ciska hissed as she sucked in jagged gasps of air when he lifted her knees off the floor with the strength of his thrusts. The room resonated with the sound of slapping flesh as he pillaged her, each movement pushing her closer to the edge. Her body was on fire, her emotions tumultuous as she lost herself in the intensity of their connection.

"You feel so good, little subbie," he groaned, pressing his face into the nape of her neck. He ground his hips against her buttocks, driving into her with long, merciless strokes. Ciska met each thrust, pushing back, her body completely submerged in waves of euphoria. Her eyes fluttered closed as she surrendered to the sensation, the world falling away around her.

The climax shattered from deep within, sweeping through her like wildfire. It only spurred him on, his hips pounding into her harder, deeper.

"No more, Master J," she whimpered. "I can't... stop. It's... fuck!" Her plea turned into a scream as her body tightened, and warm liquid gushed from her loins. Her hips jerked spasmodically as she clawed at the carpet, struggling to draw breath.

Jax showed no mercy, and his relentless thrusts ignited a chain reaction of orgasms that surged through Ciska one after the other. She was powerless against the storm of sensations that wracked her body as long waves of ecstasy crashed over her, leaving her grappling with the overwhelming intensity. Sprawled on her elbows and knees, she twitched helplessly, utterly surrendered to his dominance. The force of her climaxes left her feeling raw and exposed, unlike anything she had ever experienced.

Amid the whirlwind of sexually charged sensations, a profound realization dawned on her. She loved him. She loved Jax Crowthorne— this man who drew every raw emotion from the depths of her soul, this same man who gave her unbounded pleasures she had never experienced before.

"Oh, lordy me," she cried as a final wave of ecstasy swept over her, tearing away the last of her control, leaving her shattered in his arms once again.

Jax's moans echoed in her ears as he was laid bare as well, and his body convulsed as he came inside her. He pumped and squeezed her, then wrapped his arms around her waist to hold her close as if she were the most precious thing in the world.

"You're mine in every aspect of the word now, Ciska. Don't ever forget that. It's only you and me. Exclusively." His voice was a low rumble, filled with a possessiveness that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Yes, Master J," she whispered as she melted into a puddle on the floor. She was vaguely aware of him picking her up and carrying her to the bed, his strong arms cradling her as if she were something fragile and precious.

At that moment, Ciska knew she was his completely, body and soul. The intensity of their connection left her breathless and her emotions a whirlwind of love, trust, and surrender. She had never felt so alive, so complete, so utterly consumed by another person. No matter how much she had fought against it at the beginning, now she wouldn't have it any other way.

Jax

T he Flight Deck Room at Club Decadent Sins, GoldenEye II Airbus...

"I was beginning to think I'd have to carry you off the plane," Jax murmured as Ciska finally opened her eyes over an hour later.

"Says he who wrung me completely dry," she retorted in a sleepy voice. His eyes glimmered as he watched her stretch lazily, relaxed, and secure in the beauty of her nakedness in his presence.

"You asked for it, little one." A pleased smile tugged on his lips. "If memory serves, you actually begged for it."

"Hmm, rein it in, J-Ster , before your head swells so much you'd be stuck in this room." She smiled lazily and patted her lips. "Plant them there, Master J. I need to thank you for giving me the hottest, wettest climax I've ever had."

Jax burst out laughing. "That was no mere climax, love. You squirted."

"I most definitely did not," she denied with wide eyes. "Did I? she parried immediately.

"You most certainly did."

"Well, whaddaya know... so that's what it feels like, and here I thought it was nothing but wishful thinking." She winked saucily. "You set a precedent, Mr. Dom. From now on, you better make me squirt all the time. The sensation is out of this world! So... do I need to beg for that kiss?"

"No need, little one," he murmured as he leaned over and covered her lips. This time, he took it slow, measuring the pulpiness of her lips under his— teasing, demanding, and parrying with gentle sucks and licks.

"Hmm, you're a very prolific kisser, J-Ster ." She looped her arms around his neck. "In fact, I have to give it to you... you're rather prolific in quite a number of areas, and I am definitely going to explore them further in the near future."

"Indeed," he smiled as he settled beside her and drew her tight against him.

"Why me, Jax?" she asked after a short silence.

"Because you're the female version of me. The yin to my yang, and because no woman has ever excited me as much as you have. I find that I want no other than you, Ciska. The times we spent apart when you're back in Tampa feels like a void is left behind when you leave."

"I'm not a good person, Jax," she said softly. "I've done bad things in my youth. I was even..." she breathed in deeply. "I was in prison."

"I know all about your past, love. No," he murmured as she stiffened. "Willow didn't tell me. I did my own research. I know what you did, who you worked for, and why you ended up in jail. It doesn't matter to me."

"It should, Jax. My past... it's not... it'll never go away."

"I told you the first time we met that your past doesn't define the person you are today... except if you allow it to."

"I know that, but that's not what I meant. They... the Sandolens Mafia isn't going to leave me alone. Theo Gulliver, the man I thought I loved who turned out to be the bastard who betrayed me, contacted me again. They want me back, Jax."

Jax sat up as anger surged through him. "The fucking audacity of that bastard is astounding. I hope you sent him straight to hell."

"I did, but it's the mafia, Jax. I don't know if you know how they operate, but once they have their claws into you, they will never let you go... except in a wooden box. I was naive to believe they would, even though it's been ten years."

"I know more about the mafia's operating methods than I care to, love." With a sigh, Jax briefly told her the challenges he faced with the Genolere Mafia. "You're dealing with one of the smaller organizations, which in itself is haunting. I have the Capo di Tutti Capo on my back. I guess we're riding the same boat."

"What are we going to do, Jax? I can't go back to that life again."

"What is it that they want you to do?"

"Carlisi is after the top dog position in Chicago. He wants to unseat the Maramzano group using the program he had me design in the past to set them up."

"In what way?"

"A cyber-attack against the FBI and the CIA. The program will direct all proof of the attack to the Maramzanos, including irrefutable evidence of who every member of the group is, as well as the crimes they have committed. Then, he's going for the next family in the big five until he's the only one standing to rule over the entire United States."

"Fucking hell." Jax ran a hand through his hair. "If you designed the program ten years ago, why does he need you?"

"I destroyed the detailed coding and sequences on their server. He only has notes on the framework of the program. He clearly hasn't been able to find a programmer who could put everything together. He wants me back to finish it."

"So, he's after Lombardo as well," Jax mused.

"I don't know who that is."

"The leader of the group that is haunting me. We might just find a way to kill two birds with one stone," Jax said. "If Lombardo finds out about Carlisi's plan, he might just reward me by leaving me alone while he gets rid of Carlisi, thereby solving the danger he represents to you."

"Do you think it'll work? How would you manage to make him listen to you, let alone believe you? You have to admit, it all sounds very farfetched."

"They're the mafia, Ciska. They're the masters of manipulation and twisting the thin line between right and wrong." Jax hugged her closer. "I need to discuss this matter with Max and the gang. Don't worry. We'll find a way. Just promise me you'll be careful. If that Theo bastard comes near you, don't hesitate. Phone the cops."

"I will, but I'd be lying if I didn't admit I'm scared."

"I'm here now, love. I'll do everything in my power to protect you and keep you safe."

It was a vow that Jax had every intention of keeping.