A Night Stand with a total stranger.

Jax looked over at the lady once more as he got into her Ferrari.

Janis woke up again.

"How did you get my keys? Are you a thief?" She questioned, still drunk as hell.

"You told me it was in your purse and gave me permission to take it out so I could drive you home earlier, don't you remember?" Jax explained to her, but she had slept off again.

He could only sigh and start the engine.

As he drove, he took care not to drive too fast or too rough as the person who turned out to be his client tonight was an important person and could have him thrown into jail without bail or even killed with just a snap of her fingers.

There was another reason behind why he was driving with such care though. The car was so expensive, and of course, he had no money to pay for the repairs if it got scratched by mistake or something.

His entire life savings didn't amount to even a quarter of the money the cost of this car which he had so mightily evaluated in his head.

"I heard some noises earlier."

Janis was awake again and her sudden speech took Jax by surprise.

"Did some people try to rob me?"

"Yes, Two guys," Jax replied.

"Funny enough, their debate on whether your necklace cost more than your purse and its contents caused them to not be able to steal anything."

"They're so wrong, dumb, and foolish too."

"What? Why do you say so?" Jax asked, a little curious.

"My car keys were in the purse. Of course, the purse would cost more." Janis muttered sleepily before drifting off to sleep again.

Jax looked up at the car roof.

"It makes sense. I can't believe I was so stupid as to think what those people thought too.."

He stopped beating himself over it as soon as he started and concentrated more on driving, afraid of getting into an accident.

"Hey."

"Miss."

Jax called out severally to the miss who was drunk and red all over as soon as he drove into the gate of the house Janis ed his agency.

He expected her to at least sit up even if she wouldn't wake up fully, but she didn't even stir.

He had to resort to the last thing in mind.

He got out of the driver seat and opened the door to the passenger seat and gave her a little push, but the only thing that earned him was a few grunts and groans from Janis.

He had no other choice but to do the last thing left in his head.

He reached over to the driver's side, removed the car key from its keyhole, turned back to the miss, and picked her up, carrying her in his arms bridal style, and carrying her purse along as well before kicking closing the car doors.

Enter the car which was probably Janis's, Jax leaned towards the bed and dropped her drunk self before sighing in relief. Damn! She was so heavy.

He made to stand up from the bed, but she suddenly held him tight and his heart jumped into his throat in fright.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He asked, panic slowly setting in.

"What are you doing here, Jackson?" She asked suddenly, her eyes pushed open and staring into his with such fiery.

He didn't understand something though.

Who the hell was Jackson?!

"What are you doing here, Jackson?" She asked, her eyes open but her tone showed she was still asleep and drunk.

"Jack.. Jackson? Who's Jackson?" Jax muttered in his head.

Did she mix up my name because Jax sounds like Jack?

Then where did the 'on' come from?

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming over? I wouldn't have drank so much then."

"Huh?"

"Huh? Are you frustrated because you won't get to satisfy me sexually tonight?" She gave a small laugh.

"Hey, I'm not Jackson!" Jax yelled.

He just couldn't believe his ears.

How could a lady speak such brazen words?

"You're not?" Janis's eyes flew open.

"I'm not."

"Then that's fine. I was about to dump him anyway."

"Is he your boyfriend or something?" Jax couldn't help being curious.

"One of my countless. Who are you?"

"I'm the driver you had ordered on the cab app."

"That's better. I have had so much sexual tension built up for hours. A stranger with no connections whatsoever to me seems like the perfect guy for a one-night stand."

"What did you just say? I didn't hear you correctly, did I?" A stunned Jax asked.

Janis slipped her arms around his neck.

"You did."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You're mine for tonight," Janis replied effortlessly and connected their lips.

"Hey, no. I can't do this." Jax protested as he pulled away, but Janis gathered so much strength and pushed him under her while hovering on top.

For a moment, Jax doubted if he was the one who was drawn back and flipped underneath her body by that fragile frame.

The rumors weren't just rumors after all.

She had the strength he never believed a female could. Or was it that he was the one as weak as a vegetable? Still, she shouldn't be flipping him anyhow. He was a man!

"Why?" Janis asked as her hand found the way to his pants... To his manhood.

"You have a girlfriend?" She rubbed on it from outside its cotton prison.

Jax put a hand on hers to stop her.

"No, but.."

Janis didn't let his hand stop her. She continued to arouse him and looked in amusement as he groaned, trying not to give in.

"A wife then?"

"No, I don't have any relationship commitments at the moment, but..."

"But what?"

Janis rolled down her armless tank top, revealing her lush b*obs, and took hold of his hand. Just when he tried to yank his hand back, Janis gripped it tighter and rougher before placing it on her chest.

"We can't do this." Jax groaned as he tried to hold in the pressure of the sexuality he hadn't explored in a long, long time.

"Who says we can't?" Janis smirked, still drunk as hell, and started a gentle upward and downward movement of her bum over his covered manhood.

"Me. Me. I said so!" Jax yelled with what he had left in him.

"You know what?" Janis spoke up and stopped all movements for a moment, looking at Jax with all seriousness.

He in return sighed and breathed out, thankful she had stopped the torture on him.

"What?"

"You should stop struggling and trying so hard not to give in, 'cause you know what?"

"What?"

"It's not going to help you."

"Wow. You're so unbelievable."

Janis leaned closer to him.

"I get the damn thing I want."

Jax pushed her away.

"I'm not a thing."

"Fine. Think whatever you want." Janis patted him gently and continued her torture again.

The pressure and pleasure had reached their peak, he almost couldn't hold it in anymore.

He flipped her over with everything inside of him and was now on top.

"You were saying??" Janis smirked evilly.

He brought his lips to her neck, and then her b**bs, but after a few licks and bites, he stopped to look at her.

"Don't you know this is equally rape?" He asked, obviously frustrated and still trying not to give in.

"I don't care. I'll pay you. Besides, you look sexually starved as well. It's a win-win situation for you." Janis shrugged.

Jax thought about it in split seconds and agreed unconsciously. After all, she was right.

This night could earn him a fortune and a future as well.

"Forget everything I said earlier. You can't back out now. Not in the middle of this, okay?"

"Alright. Let's see your size..."

Janis smiled.