It’s been five days since we got back from Dallas and Lucia and I are working together again. We still haven’t told her father about us and I understand her reservations. The timing needs to be right and she and Matthias are my priority. We have settled into something of a routine though—that routine being I fuck her anywhere and any chance I get. I go to her apartment every night after Matthias is in bed and I tear myself away from her before sunrise.
There’s something addictive about fucking her in secret and the added thrill of being caught, but I also feel an overwhelming sense of guilt that I’m lying to Alejandro. I’ve avoided him as much as I can and it’s only a matter of time before he becomes suspicious.
Lucia smiles at me as she opens the door to her father’s hotel suite that he uses as a base for his business. There are no armed guards today because he’s not here. I follow her inside and as soon as I close the door she wraps her arms around my neck.
“You know there’s a huge bed in this place, right?” She arches an eyebrow at me.
“I do.” I kiss her quickly as I take her arms and place them by her side. “But we’re here to pick up some papers—besides, I draw the line at fucking you in your father’s bed, Angel.” I slap her on the ass and she giggles.
She follows me to his office. I can’t resist her and she knows it. There’s every chance I’ll be fucking her in this suite before we leave.
I find the brown envelope with my name written on the front on Alejandro’s desk and pick it up. “This is all we came here for,” I say. “Let’s go.”
“But, Jax,” she pouts.
“Don’t be a brat, Lucia.” I try to scowl at her but I can’t. She’s wearing a tight fitted dress today. It covers her skin but it does nothing to hide her delicious curves.
“It’s been so long since you touched me though,” she purrs.
“It’s been less than six hours,” I remind her as she walks toward me, taking the envelope from my hand and placing it back on the desk.
She presses her body against mine and I suck in a deep breath. We have twenty minutes to spare and I do hate to leave my girl in need of attention.
I slide my hand beneath her dress and up the soft, supple skin of her thigh until I reach her panties. Brushing my fingertip over the fabric I smile against her neck as I find them damp.
“You’re already wet, Lucia.” I growl, my teeth grazing the sweet skin of her throat.
“I know, Jax,” she pants and the sound makes my cock twitch in anticipation.
I tug her panties aside and circle the tip of my finger over her clit, making her hiss out a breath.
“You’re fucking insatiable, you know that?” I whisper and she whimpers. Sliding my fingers through her folds until I reach her hot opening, I push the tip inside her and she shudders, clinging onto my forearm. “Is this what you want, Angel?” I push deeper inside.
“Yes,” she groans as she rocks her hips against me, grinding herself onto my hand.
“You want to come?” I breathe, my lips dusting over her the shell of her ear.
“Yes.”
“Say please.” I chuckle softly as I add a second finger and she wraps her arms around my neck.
“Please, Jax,” she moans softly.
“You’d better be quick, Luce, because if one of your father’s men catches me with my fingers buried in your cunt then our secret will be out,” I tease her, because there is no risk of anyone walking in on us in here. Alejandro is at home with Alana and the twins and nobody else but Lucia and I have access to this suite when he’s not around.
“Your fingers?” she pants but she looks up at me, flutters her thick dark lashes and smiles. “Hadn’t you better hurry then, Jax, because if they catch us with your cock buried in me, then they would probably just shoot you on sight.”
So, my girl wants to play? I sink my fingers deeper inside her, making her groan softly as she coats me in a rush of slick heat. “You want me to fuck you on your father’s desk, Luce?”
“Yes,” she grins at me. “Unless you’re too worried about him finding out.”
I don’t know where my senses have gone, but I have clearly lost them because I start undoing my suit pants with my free hand. She reaches down to help me, wrapping her hand around my cock and squeezing.
“You want that?”
“You know I do, Jax,” she gasps as I pull my fingers out of her and lift her onto the desk. I pull her thighs wide apart before I drive my cock into her, making her gasp out loud.
“Fuck, Luce. You’re going to get me killed,” I groan as her pussy grips me like a vise. Even if someone walked in here right now, I wouldn’t stop. I am addicted to her. Isn’t that the only reason that would account for the complete craziness of fucking Alejandro Montoya’s daughter on his desk?
“Jax,” she gasps as what I’ve just said hits home. “He has cameras in here.”
“I know, Angel.” So, she does care about getting caught. I’m relieved about that, because I do too. This is not how I imagine him finding out about us. “I turned them all off before we got here. Don’t worry.”
“So you knew this would happen?” she purrs.
“You and me alone in a room? Of course this was going to happen.”
“But what if he realizes you’ve turned them off?”
I arch an eyebrow at her. She knows better than anyone what I do and how good I am at it. “I’m deeply offended that you would even ask me that.”
She bites on her lip, her eyes dark with lust as she pulls my face closer to hers. “Of course. I forgot you’re the great Jackson Decker, hacker extraordinaire.”
I push her back so she’s lying flat on the desk, leaning over her as I drive my cock deeper inside her. “You forgot who I am?”
“Uh-huh,” she pants.
“Really?” I drive harder.
“God! No, Jax!” she shouts.
“That’s my girl. Who do you belong to, Luce?”
“You, Jax,” she whimpers. “Only you.”
“Damn right, baby. Now come on my cock like a good girl so we can get back to work.”
Her walls squeeze me deeper and she rakes her nails down my back as she comes hard and loud for me. I keep on railing into her until I find my own release. I kiss her forehead and she purrs like a contented kitten. That was incredibly stupid, but she makes me want to do completely reckless shit like this. I can’t think clearly when she’s around and that’s dangerous for a man in my line of work.
As soon as she stops shaking, I stand up and zip up my pants before helping her with her clothes.
“I’m just going to the bathroom to freshen up,” she says breathlessly.
“I don’t think so, Angel.”
She blinks at me. “What?”
I wrap and arm around her waist and press my lips against her ear. “You just made me fuck you on your father’s desk. Maybe spending the rest of the afternoon with my cum dripping out of your pussy will teach you not to do it again.”
She opens her mouth to speak, no doubt to argue with me, but maybe it’s the wicked grin on my face that makes her stop and think. “You really want me to go to our next meeting like that? With my panties damp?”
I slide my hand to her ass and squeeze possessively. We’re only going to meet with the city council about some parking issues involving the club. “Fuck, yes,” I growl. “I love marking you with my scent. And after our meeting, I’m going to peel them off you again and fuck you in the back of my truck.”
“Jax,” she sucks in a breath and grabs onto my shoulder as her cheeks flush pink. “Did you used to kiss your mother with that filthy mouth?”
“Only on Sundays after church,” I wink at her. “Shall we go?”
I can’t help the feeling of pride that surges in my chest when she takes hold of my arm and we stride out of the door with my cum leaking out of her pussy.
