Gummigoo X Jax Novels & Stories

Enjoy the read! ..*..*..*..*... Axel Pov : Mr. Gum's voice was cautious as he addressed Axel, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. "Sir... will we go?" Axel's mood was far from somber; in fact, he was practically brimming with excitement. His lips curled into a mischievous grin as he responded, his tone filled with anticipation. "Why do you want to see Steve's red face? Ufff! I am so excited to see his reaction when Mr. Lee Jung-Gii announces me as the boss of the Rossi Enterprise... Oops! No, now it will be the Brown Enterprise."

“And gummy bears. I'm a man of depth.” Rick shook his head. “You’re a man of delusion.” Jaxon ignored him and tilted his head toward me. “You know, you and I never really talked. Like heart-to-heart. I think that’s a tragedy. Maybe you need… fresh company. A less deranged ride. Less broody. More charming.” “More annoying,” Rick muttered. “Look,” Jaxon said, turning to Jace like he was doing some kind of peace treaty, “you can’t hog all the damaged goods. Share the trauma. Be generous.”

“I ain’t stopping this pussy from milking me dry. Feel how wet you still are, baby? You’re creaming all over my dick even now.” Mia moaned softly, her nails digging into his broad shoulders. “You’re so nasty… God, you feel so good stretching me. But seriously…someone’s gonna knock any minute.” Jax chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. He finally eased out of her with a wet, obscene sound, a thick trail of their mixed cum leaking from her swollen pussy onto the hardwood. He looked down at the sight, licking his lips. “Look at that pretty mess. My cum dripping out of you already. That’s how I like my good girl…filled up and leaking.”

he says with a look of pity in his eyes for his new chum. "Lucky me then, I na have to bother with such none sense. If I ever decide to settle down, I can gne any block I so wish and there you have it, A charaid anam," I say with sarcasm dripping in my voice. "Don't mock our ways just because you don't understand it. The man is in pain, he finds it best to hide it through sexcapaids and alcohol." "I never pegged you for the gossiping type Jackson." Gab says with narrowed eyes to Jax "Shall we get a move on then? I am satiated until we make the next discovery." He smiles, pulling Jax and me into a hug with his arms, damn vamp strength.

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The groans grew deeper, rougher, and then I heard it clear as day. My name. “Lila… shit, fuck yeah Lila, just like that you thick little cumslut.” My knees nearly buckled. It was Jax. That pierced tattooed mechanic who always looked like he could ruin a girl in the best ways, voice all gravel and need as he kept stroking. I pushed the door open a little more, quiet as I could, and the sight hit me like a punch to the gut. Jax stood there in the cramped space, pants shoved down around his muscular thighs, his thick cock out and rock hard, veins bulging along the shaft as he worked it with one big tattooed hand.

I miss King. Jax's Bar is located about a mile from my previous living quarters. The place is smoky with candlelight and a stale smell even the smoke can't hide. There's no menu because they serve one drink-hooch. And one item to eat-popcorn. Somehow Jax commandeered, bribed, or stole hundreds of pounds of popcorn kernels and he pops a new batch daily with lots of salt minus butter. It's a treat and the one other time I came here, I gorged myself on the popcorn to the point I thought my stomach would explode. After that, Kara would hide some in her pockets and bring it back for me to our living quarters, which was quite nice of her. Really, though, there's only one reason to be in Jax's and

The cool air on her ass and exposed pussy was a shock. She was now facing Tessa, who was also on all fours, their faces inches apart. Tessa grinned, her lips kiss-swollen. “Hey there,” she breathed. Behind Mira, Jax was positioning himself. He used his own spent cum, scooping it from where it leaked out of her and smearing it over his cock, which was already half-hard again. Cum as lube substitute. The slick, warm fluid made a wet, squelching sound as he rubbed it over his shaft.

That’s when she heard the loud rumble of a truck next door. A big black pickup rolled into the driveway right beside hers. The man who got out was impossible to ignore. Tall, broad shoulders, dark hair cut short, and arms covered in muscle and tattoos. Grease stains on his jeans and t-shirt. He looked like the kind of man who fixed things with his hands. He glanced over and gave her a small nod. “You must be Maya. I’m Jax; owner of the place.” His voice was deep and rough, like gravel. Maya felt a strange flutter in her stomach.

“He’s one of my best friends but he’ll be your worst enemy for the next month. He’s gonna be heading up recruit training so be prepared for him to work you over.” I nearly choke. Oh, he’s worked me over alright… Sexy stranger- err, Jax- looks up at me, offering me a faint smile. “Quinn,” he repeats, like he’s trying out how it feels on his tongue. I’ve gotta get my shit together before Theo picks up on this weirdness between us. I put all thoughts of that night out of my head, straightening and plastering on a fake smile. I stick out my arm confidently, offering him a handshake. “Nice to meet you, Jax. Is that short for something?”