13. Dark Desires

Dark Desires

Macie

G etting home from dinner, I sit in the living room, on my silks like a swing, waiting for Jax to get in here. I already turned some music on, I hate the silence anyways.

Sully isn't with us, he went and explored with the guys, thinking about it, this is really the first time Jax, and I have been alone, in a house; What kind of trouble could we possibly get into.

A lot.

It was nice at dinner, to have the feeling of being wanted, loved, as who I am. I don't have to act like someone my mother will approve of, I am me, like it, or don't and Jax carries that same presence about him. He doesn't care if you like him, and he can be sunshine, and grumpy all at the same time.

I guess that is part of being Captain, having to deal with situations no matter.

My eyes drag up from the floor hearing Jax walking towards me as a small, smile curls when my eyes meet his as he steps in front of me, handing me a glass of whiskey, taking the glass before he sits on the couch in front of me.

"Did you enjoy dinner?"

I nod with my words, "Yeah, the guys aren't as rowdy as the guys at home."

He chuckles, knowing I'm right, "No, they aren't. "

"You'll change that, Captain."

He tilts his head to the side with his lifted brow before he takes a drink from the glass of whiskey in his hand.

I stand from my silks making my way to him, setting my glass down, before I lean down and untie his tie, sliding it from around his neck, before I unbutton the collar of his shirt, holding my gaze on him, feeling the heat from his breaths with the closeness of our faces.

"You know, we're home alone." I tease in a whisper.

His growl hums deep in his throat before I lean back.

I slide his tie between my hands, "We might need this later."

His brow cocks before his hand pulls his tie from my hands, "I'll be keeping this, then."

I bring my foot up and press my heel into his chest before I lean down and untie the leather strap from my ankle as I whisper, holding my gaze on him, "I'm not scared of a little fabric sliding across my skin."

He reaches up, gripping my chin in his hand as he leans forward, his lips hover over mine, "You might be."

I dart my tongue out and lick his lips, before I whisper, "Try me."

His grip tightens on my chin, and I smile, feeling the heat ignite between the two of us, before I dig my heel into his chest, pushing him back.

His hand rips from my chin as his back falls to the back of the couch.

"Alright then" His head tilts playfully, as his hands go out, "Show me that naughty girl you like to be."

I pull my foot from his chest, before putting the other up, this time, he unties the leather strap, holding his gaze on me .

When he's done, he slides my heel from my foot, his hands against my bare skin, sliding up my calf, sending those waves of heat to warm my insides.

I pull my leg from his grasp, before I turn and unzip the back of my dress, letting it fall to the floor in front of him.

"You've been naked under that dress all night." He snaps.

I look over my shoulder with my smiling words, "See what happens when you're a good boy."

I step out of my dress, grabbing my glass of whiskey, taking a good drink of it, hearing Jax hiss behind me, before I set the glass back down.

Making my way to my silks, before my hand wraps around my silk up high, and I lift myself as my body twists and my legs go above my head, my thigh catches the silk, wrapping it around, using my leg that's wrapped, I pull myself upright.

With my leg wrapped, my hand holds the silk beside my head, just kind of sitting here, my weight being held by the wrap around my leg and hand hold.

I hold my gaze on Jax, the corner of his mouth curls to the hungry smile, before I tuck my body and wrap the silk across my stomach, wrapping it around my back.

Wrapping my leg until the silk is around my foot, I lean back, letting go of the silk, my weight falling into the silk wrapped around me as my free leg crosses the silk hanging from above as my hand grabs the piece below me.

Hanging upside down, the feeling of being in the club taking over me, hearing the music I had turned on earlier putting me in that seductive mood, moving from trick to trick, it's slow, methodical, seductive, and, he's really getting a show every time my legs split to move into a trick, exposing and spreading my opening.

With the silks wrapped under both thighs, I see Jax stand and step towards me, so I stop, and stay as I am, hanging with the weight being held against my thighs .

When he steps in front of me, I am eye level with him, so I hook my legs around him and pull him into me as his hand slides to the nape of my neck, holding that darkened gaze on me, he leans into me, "Since you like hanging from ropes" his hand slides up, fisting my hair as he pulls my head back, "We're going to put them to good use."

I smile, and because I am such a brat, "Not ropes, silks."

His hand leaves my hair before he grabs both my wrists, holding them both in one hand, his other wraps my silks around my wrists, binding my wrists to my silks above my head.

"All the fucking same" My nipples hardened immediately with the intensity of his gaze on me and his growling words, "Let's see how you like not having control."

I giggle, finding this amusing in a very hot and sexy fucking way, fuck yes.

"Give me your worst big boy." I tease

He leans forward his parted lips brush against mine as he whispers, "You're not ready for that yet."

Still having control of my legs, I tighten my grip around his waist, rocking my pussy against his lower stomach. He dips to my exposed neck, before his flattened tongue licks up my neck, feeling his hand slide between my legs and his stomach causing that heat to spread to my core.

Arousal flares inside me, feeling like that control has been taken from me, hanging from my silks, completely at his mercy as he slides between my folds with his flattened fingers, circling over my clit, as a low moan hums in my throat.

He kneels between my legs, looking down at him, holding the heated gaze between us, a smile curls from my lips, wrapping his hands under my thighs, spreading them wider as he lays them over his shoulders, lowering his head between my legs.

He trails his tongue between my folds causing my breath to catch in my throat before I swallow it down, curling the tips of his fingers into my skin with his grip, his tongue slides inside my opening, before his magic begins.

"Fuck Jax" The words whisper in a whimper as my nipples tighten and my head rolls forward with my parted lipped breaths feeling the pleasure his tongue is bringing to my slit.

He sucks down over my clit and my body curls, causing the silks around my wrists to tighten, wanting, needing so badly to grip something in my hands, but I can't move them.

He slides two fingers inside my opening as his tongue flicks at my clit, rolling my hips, rolling against his tongue and grinding his fingers that are deep inside my walls, feeling my insides burn with arousal, ready to let go, my climax ready to rip me apart as my breathing becomes panted.

Curling his fingers inside me, he works brutal fast motions, ripping a loud moan to hum as my head falls back between my hung arms feeling the heat build before the gush of my arousal soaks his fucking hand and face.

"Fuck Jax!" I ride the wave of pleasure as he continues to torture my walls with his fingers and my clit with his tongue. The whimpers, curling, never feeling the heightened arousal zinging off every nerve in my body.

"Good girl, soak me." He growls, vibrating against my clit, before he sucks down over my clit again, using the hold around my wrists I lift my body, unable to fight the pleasure that's ripping me apart.

He stands, immediately grabbing the back of my head, entangling his fingers in my hair as his lips crash against mine. Tasting myself on his lips, I devour them, my legs wrap around his waist as his hand slides up my side, cupping my breast in his hand, brushing his thumb over my nipple making it that much harder as his tongue sweeps across mine.

He pulls away, before he pulls his shirt off, holding his gaze on me as he curls his lips to that cocky smile, "Look at you pretty girl, all tied up, at my mercy. "

I bite my bottom lip with my smile watching him unbutton his pants before his hard cock springs free as he pulls his pants off, stepping out of them and stepping between my legs.

His parted lips brush against mine feeling his heat radiate from his bare body, standing between my legs, sliding his hands up my thighs, the seduction he carries with his dominance is threatening but arousing all at once.

My arms still tied by my wrists above my head, desperately wanting to touch, getting heavier and heavier.

Feeling the tip of his cock press to my opening as his lips devour mine, my tongue sweeps across his tongue, as he pulls my body in tighter to him, digging his fingers into my ass cheeks as he rocks his hips, sending his cock to stretch through my opening.

The breath of air catches in my throat as my eyes flutter, feeling the stinging stretch of him inside me, his steady strokes, using my silks as a swing helping him guide his cock to hit deep.

His breaths pant into my mouth and I swallow them down with my own, as his steady strokes pick up, until they become dominating.

Slamming his hips into me sending his cock against my walls in his now brutal thrusts my head falls back as my eyes roll letting the painful pleasure consume me and take the soul from my fucking my body.

My climax shatters me and gushes from my walls, only making that skin slapping sound that much louder and wetter as my loud moan rips from my throat.

"Good girl."

His hand wraps around my throat, pulling my head up to make me look at him, but my eyes are heavy, constantly wanting to roll, absorbing this sinful pleasure he is dominating my walls with.

He eats my moan, shoving his tongue down my throat, tightening his hold around my throat with a bruising hold, half cutting the air from entering my lungs, sending one last intoxicating thrust causing my walls to squeeze around him tightly and my toes to curl, squeezing my thighs together against his hips.

Feeling the deep pulse of his cock, our kiss doesn't stop, he continues to devour my lips as he spills his hot seed deep inside me, before feeling the warmth of his hand leave my thigh before I feel it slide up my arm, untying my wrists from my silks.

My arms immediately feel heavy as they fall around his neck, before he pulls me away from my silks.

"You did so good Angel" He whispers his panted words as he carries me upstairs to our room, feeling completely limp in his arms, the pleasurable hum rockets through my body, leaving me warm, sore, but full of a blissful arousal I've never felt.

My head falls to the crease of his neck, inhaling his musty woodsy scent as my eyes close.

My words whisper softly against his neck, "You really were holding back."

He kisses my forehead before he drops a knee to our bed, laying down with me, holding me tight against him, in his arms.

Well, I'll be damned, he's a hard lover. In this moment, silence speaks its own words, as I lay with my head tucked against his chest, before my eyes fall closed.

NEXT MORNING

Macie

When I wake the next morning, I am alone once again, Jax has left for practice. Still feeling like I am on some sort of a high from last night, I stay snuggled in our bed. Jax's scent has worked its way into the sheets causing me to curl into the blankets more, finding comfort.

Well; Last night was fun. I giggle to myself, flash backs of last night swirl around in my mind, feeling that touch, experiencing what Jax has to offer. And boy did he show me; He really was holding back before.

Spending more time laying here, staring out the window, taking in this feeling of being relaxed. I check my email on my phone, opening an email from someone I do not know.

Oh, it's about a job; I skim through, it's for an event, they are looking for an aerialist with my skill level. They even have a description of what they are looking for in their dancer.

Mhm... Well, I've got the skill level, the blonde hair, I think this might work.

Reading further down, asking if I'm interested and I reply back saying I'm definitely interested, then finally get myself up before I take a shower to wake up, and to soothe my sore muscles.

When I get out of the shower and dry myself off, I catch a glimpse in the mirror making me focus on the bruise on the side of my neck and I giggle; Damn Jax.

I check to see if I have a response from the agent, and I do, so I open the email; Hell yeah. They want to meet, giving me a time, I agree to it.

Getting myself ready, drying the hair, do the face, cover up the bruise, before I go find something to wear; I'm going to need Jax's truck to get there.

After getting dressed, sliding my feet into my heels, I make my way downstairs and I'm out the door. We aren't far from the rink, and I know the guys are practicing so, a good morning walk will only help loosen my stiff muscles.

I enjoy my walk, the new scenery, the smells, the cool breeze blows my long hair sending a shiver up my neck.

It's not long before I make my way into the skating rink and find the guys on the ice practicing. I kind of stay hidden, not wanting to bring attention to myself, I slink down into a chair in the bleachers and watch, picking Jax out easily, Sully too, I know how they skate.

I watch Jax doing a play with a couple of the guys, watching the goalie, who personally I think needs to get into the net more and stop worrying about the player by his net.

I'm a goalie's sister, I used to practice with my brother; Speaking of which, I haven't heard from him, so I pull my phone out and call him via video chat, and luckily, he picks up.

"Hey buddy, what are you doing?" I ask with my smile.

"Just finished practice; What are you up to?" he asks.

"Watching the guy's practice."

"So, you just following him around now Macie?" My brother growls in his annoyed tone, catching me off guard.

"No, I walked here because I need him to take me to an interview." I snap.

"That's good, keep doing you Macie." His voice softens but I'm still surprised by his words.

"I am Dakota, just want to find the right one."

"Alright; Hey, I'll call you later, okay."

"I really miss you, Dakota" I feel my eyes sting as the tears start to pool, I really miss him.

"I know sis, I miss you too. It's not the same without you."

"Are you sure you don't want to come play? I think they could use your help." I tease with my giggle.

"I'll talk to you later Macie, I got to go."

"Okay" I hang up, and stare at my phone, feeling sad; I miss my brother. But I was honest about them needing a goalie. No offense, but he's not my brother.

Still caught off guard by his tone and annoyance, I take in a deep breath letting it out with a sigh and continue to watch the guys until I see Coach Josh wave me over to him; Well, okay.

So, I get up and make my way to him. Stepping onto the ice, doing everything in my power to not bust my ass, since I'm in heels and it's like walking on tooth picks out here. And of course, Jax and Sully have to give me a nice spray of ice shavings as they come to a sliding stop beside me, messing with me.

"What the hell are you doing here, Angel?" I lift my brow at Jax's question, "Came to spy on you." I giggle.

He slides his helmet from his head before he leans down and kisses my cheek, before he whispers, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, why wouldn't I be."

He kisses my neck right where I covered the bruise that was left before he whispers, "That."

I smile and whisper my words, "Never better."

He leans back and searches my eyes, debating if I'm lying or not but I'm not.

"We'll talk later."

He nods in agreeance.

Coach Josh skates up to us, before he asks, "What do you think it's going to take to get your brother out here?"

I laugh, they are desperate before shrugging my shoulder, "I don't know, Wow him."

"What will wow him?"

I shake my head with Josh's interest, and look up to Jax.

"I don't know; There's a reason he didn't want to play; I have to respect that."

"Alright." Josh groans out in annoyance, before he skates away and I look back to Jax.

"How did you get here Angel?"

"I walked, I need you to take me somewhere, since I know you won't let me drive your truck."

He chuckles, "No, you are not; Where do you need to go?"

"I have an interview with an agent about a job for a big event."

"That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

I nod agreeing.

"Let me shower and I'll take you."

"Okay, take your time; I'll meet you out front."

He nods before he leans down pressing a kiss to my lips, curling his arm around my waist as he pulls me into him, lifting my feet off the ice.

"Don't make me fall Jax" I whisper against his lips.

"Never" He leans back with his arm still curled around me, completely lifting me from the ice, he skates to the edge of the ice, setting me on solid, non-ice ground, "Thank you."

He chuckles, stepping off the ice himself, "I'll be out in a minute."

I nod before he steps past me and walks down the hallway towards the locker room, and I make my way outside.

I sit on the bench, and watch the people pass by, remembering my busy days at the rink. The little hockey players struggle to carry their hockey bags, but they give it a go, to look tuff of course .

The little figure skaters with their hair pulled back into tight buns, some have leg warmers on, some don't, I always wore them, still do before I dance. I absorb it all in and wait for Jax to finish up.

When he finally walks out the door, carrying his bag on his shoulder and sticks in hand, which causes me to smile as I watch him walk towards me.

I always thought Jax had a dark side to him, he defiantly carries that big dick energy, and I have confirmed for sure that's true. And that dark side took me to a whole new high, a whole new feeling, a feeling I think I would only get from Jax.

And I like it, a lot.

"You ready?"

I smile with my answer, "Yes, I am."

I am so ready to start this chapter in my life, and I pray this goes like I want it to.

And… I am so ready to do this all with Jax, this chapter, story, wanting to open my closed doors and let him into my heart.

So, I do… I open the door that I closed, swearing I would never open it again.