Epilogue
Jaxon
Leaning back in my office chair, I look up at the ceiling and smile contentedly. Maleah walks in a moment later and sits down on my lap. “Hey baby, was everything okay with Logan?”
Placing my arms around her waist, I kiss her satiny shoulder and reply. “Yeah, he’s fine.” Maleah quirks a questioning brow. “Is something wrong?”
I shake my head. “No, everything is fine. Are you packed?”
Maleah nods. “Yeah, I’m ready to go. Sage passed by earlier and took Ace, so I’m ready for some fun in the sun.”
She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively and leans close to my ear, and whispers. “I even packed my tiniest bikini.&rdq
Epilogue- Maleah The past seven days have been wonderful for Jaxon and me. The cruise has been relaxing and filled with sexy moments. Leaning back in my beach chair, I stretch my arms over my head and watch my husband surface from the crystal clear waters of Navagio beach in Greece. His golden hair and skin glisten beneath the bright light of the sun as droplets of water glide down his smooth body. The water in the beach laps against the sugary sand and the sounds of fishing boats off in the distance creates a relaxing atmosphere. Unaware of my attentive gaze, Jaxon picks up a towel from his beach chair and dries his toned chest and washboard abs. He looks so sexy in his low-rise swim trunks. After a moment, he looks up at me and takes a seat at the end of my chair. He caresses his long fingers across my legs and kisses my knee with a smile. “How
Maleah Rushing out of the hotel’s party room, I stride purposely through the sand and make my way to a private corner of the beach. My cousin Sasha is having a beautiful baby boy, and my mom, my sister-in-law, and I flew down to Miami to celebrate her baby shower. Unfortunately, her happy day is also the day I have to deal with my family's questions. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I've had to hear a family member ask me when I’m going to get married and start a family of my own. Reaching into my pocket, I pull out my phone and call one of my BFFs, Sophia. I’d call Sage, but she and her husband, Priest, are currently out of the country on business. Sophia’s soothing voice instantly reaches my ears. “Hey, Mal, shouldn’t you be oohing and aahing over baby cloth
Jaxon I never expected to see her again, especially in such dire circumstances. Striding up the stairs, I lead Maleah to my bedroom and open the door. She looks so beautiful and sad that I have to tuck my hands into my pockets to keep from touching her. The woman has always been a temptation, and it’s even more blatant when she’s dressed like every man’s wet dream. I can’t take my eyes off her long legs, cut-off jeans, and a flimsy top that outlines her firm breasts. I watch intently as she sets down her bag on the bed and sits at the edge. I might as well not exist by the way she’s ignoring my presence. Entranced, I watch as she slides her fingers through her lush hair. Her eyes are at half-mast as she checks the bandage on her knee.&
Maleah I love sexual dreams. Even if they’re not real, they feel so good. I love dreaming about being in a man’s arms. Sometimes I never want to wake up. Moving closer, I keep my eyes closed and caress my hand up the hard ridges of a sculpted male stomach, then I stop. This is not a dream. And I’m pretty sure this is not Hunter. Frowning with confusion, I make another sweep across the velvety skin and bite my bottom lip, realizing that I’m not in Hunter’s arms. Hunter was wiry and fit, but he wasn’t this muscular. The body beneath my fingers feels familiar, though. Coming fully awake, I blink my eyes and glance up, catching a glimpse of beautiful velvety muscles. It&rsq
Jaxon Once the bathroom door closes behind Maleah, I lean my head against the wall and close my eyes. Fuck! I should have told her the truth. It was the right moment, and I couldn’t do it. All I could do was stand there frozen like a statue. Why does the thought of telling her what happened to me make my body break out in a cold sweat? It makes no sense. After a minute, I open my eyes, take a couple of steadying breaths, and run my fingers through my hair. This is not the time to fall apart. Once I’ve gotten my bearings, I make my way into the guest bedroom, take a quick shower, and slide into a charcoal suit. Thankfully, I keep clothes in all of my closets. You never know when you’ll need to
Maleah I watch as Jaxon, and Val stride out the door, a feeling of jealousy barraging my very being. She’s gorgeous. The kind of woman Jaxon should be with, and I hate her. Scotty steps around me and heads to the kitchen. “I’m going to finish looking through these files. If you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen.” Heathen waves him away and stretches out on the couch with his phone in his hand. The way he’s distracted by what is on his phone reminds me of how my teenaged nephew acts when he visits my mom. We’ll all be talking, and he’d have his nose buried in his phone. It drives my mom crazy. I roll my eyes when Phantom slides forward in his seat and mutters in a flirty voice. &
Jaxon “Here’s the plan. We’re going to meet Carlos tonight. When I do, I’m going to show him the evidence Emanuel left in the thumb drive and ask him to help me set a trap for Victor.” Maleah places her hand on her hip with interest. “How are you going to do that?” She curiously asks. Quirking a brow, I glance at her and the others. “Well, for starters, I’m going to let him be seen with you tonight.” Her face pales with fear, which was not my intention. “No one is going to hurt you, Mal. I just want Victor and Rolando to hear that you were seen with Carlos Lara. Rolando will assume you’re there to report back to Carlos, and Victor will see it as his opportuni
Maleah – Two years ago in Las VegasResting my palms against the grotto’s stone wall, I sigh with pleasure as Jaxon kisses his way down my naked back. Water drizzles down my body in heavy rivulets combining with my sweat. Arching my back, I close my eyes with a sigh and groan when he slides his hand between my legs and sifts his fingers through my folds. Jaxon’s teeth nip the skin between my shoulder blades and continue to kiss his way down my back until he reaches my firm ass. “Raise your leg up, baby.” He whispers against my hipbone with a small bite. Raising my leg, I rest it on a nearby rock and cry out when his tongue licks my center. My clit swells with every swirl of the tip of his tongue, and my walls contract with pleasure. Looking back, I let my hair fall acros