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  Jaxson

  The Carter Mafia Family

  Book 2

  Roxanne Greening

  Text Copyright 2018 © Roxanne Greening

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  The moral rights of Jaxson the Carter Mafia Family as the author of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with the copyright, designs, and patients act of 1988.

  This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locales, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination and any resemblance to places or events is coincidental or fictionalized.

  Published in the united states of America 2018

  Dedicated to my husband and kids for their love and support. To my dad and my mom for making me who I am today. And the rest of my family for all their support!

  Chapter 1

  Jaxson

  The music pulsed in the air as the figures below danced. I knew that figure anywhere she was here right where I always wanted her to be. Sarah’s long blond hair brushed her curves as she swayed enticingly to the music.

  I’ve been watching her since we were kids. Her beauty drew me in like nothing else. I watch as jealousy ate at me as a man grabbed her hips pulling her close. His cock pressed to her perfect ass as it swayed back and forth brushing against him.

  Her arms wrapped around his neck, so her back was pressed to his chest. Red coated my vision. I knew what the fuck was thinking what he was feeling, and I wanted to slit his fucking throat for touching her.

  For feeling what I’ve dreamed of since she turned sixteen. My seventeen-old heart swelled along with my cock. Sarah was like my own personal drug a high I couldn’t escape.

  What killed me was knowing she felt exactly how I did. She wanted me just as bad. Our eyes connect and hers become daring. She was begging me to come and take her. The man’s hands wandered to the front closing in on the space I wanted to put my hands.

  Her mouth parted, and I knew a moan was escaping as he hovered over her pussy the short dress doing little to protect her from his wandering hands. I don’t give a fuck who he was I was going to kill him.

  I could see that fucking hand get closer to the hem of her dress and my blood boiled. My feet moved on their own. Before long I was standing in front of her. The man was almost to his prize my fucking prize before I grabbed his wrist. Slowly I tighten my hold.

  His eyes connect with mine and I could see the realization and fear sink in. He wasn’t leaving here, even if he didn’t get where he was headed. Jason appeared behind him I didn’t need to tell him what to do he knew what I wanted.

  This wasn’t the first time someone was foolish enough to get close to Sarah. Every one of them found themselves where this one would soon find himself.

  “Jaxson.”

  The bitterness in her voice grated. She was daring me, and she fucking knew better. I was already at the point where no return was flashing.

  “Come with me.”

  “Why? You going to lock me up and keep me safe from all the big bad men in the world?”

  “If I have to put your ass in a tower and throw away the fucking key I will and I’m sure Beau would agree.”

  “You’re not always going to be there Jaxson.”

  Her voice was solemn and full of pain.

  “You’re wrong Sarah.”

  “No, you are. You don’t fucking want me so let me be.”

  Something in me snapped I didn’t want her? Had she lost her fucking mind, I wanted nothing more than to put my cock deep into her pussy and crawl into bed with her every fucking night.

  Pressing her against the wall I let the raw need surface. Crushing my lips to hers, I press against her. Just one kiss. Her arms wrap around my neck and her breast press against my chest.

  My hands grab her hips, pulling her closer. She wasn’t wearing anything under this dress. This wisp of fabric barley covered her ass and she had nothing underneath it. Placing my hands under her ass I groan as she wraps her legs around my hips.

  Without breaking our kiss, I make our way to the elevator. My office was just upstairs. The moment the doors closed my fingers slipped under her dress. Her bare pussy moistened as my fingers brushed her outer lips.

  The ride was over in seconds opening onto the floor where my office was. Letting her slide down my body so her feet were on the ground I grab her hand and pull her towards the door.

  Chapter 2

  Sarah

  Everything in me screamed as Jaxson opened the door to his office. The black leather couch looked so inviting. I loved this man I have since we were kids and he walked into my father’s club house with his father.

  It was the first visit of many over the years and every time he showed up my heart would swell a little more. His dark hair and dark brown eyes had my heart tripping over itself. Turning as the door closed I press myself into his chest, his hard cock dug into my stomach.

  Kissing him, I reach for the belt holding his slacks up. His dress suit already missing the tie and coat his white buttoned up shirt slightly undone. His hands grabbed the hem of my dress pulling it over my head exposing my naked body. I was completely nude.

  “Fuck.”

  Smiling, I grab his cock through his pants squeezing and stroking it. I wanted him inside me, I wanted to know what it felt like to be taken by a man. Knowing it was going to be the man I loved had everything in my crying out in need.

  “Please.”

  Please take me before you change your mind and turn from me. The thought he might do just that desperation consuming me. I grabbed his shirt with one hand on either side of the buttons and pulled out. Buttons popped off, scattering around the room.

  The sound of them hitting the marble floor had my temperature rising. Before I knew what was happening my back was pressed into the cushion of the couch its cold smooth texture had goose bumps forming.

  Jaxson was on me his pants already gone. His cock pressed into my opening. Leaning up I press my lips to his, kissing him with everything I had. The feel of his fingers dancing long my clit had my hips jerking as pleasure spiked.

  His tongue slipped between my lips as his cock surged forward, tearing through my virginity. Tears sprung to my eyes as his cock stretched my pussy. The throbbing of his cock stretching me further.

  His fingers pressed against my clit doing little circles as his tongue danced with mine. Tingles started to replace the ache and soon I was pressed against him, hoping to ease some of the need coursing through my body.

  Jaxson’s hips pulled back slowly his cock started to leave my body and I wanted to beg him to put it back in to make the ache better. His tongue still inside my mouth kept me quiet.

  His hips slammed back against mine and his cock dragged along the inside of my pussy each vein touching nerve endings I didn’t know I had. The feel of the tip of his cock pressed against my cervix had my body bowing pulling him in deeper.

  Soon he was slamming in and out of me at rapid speeds. The couch slammed into the wall behind my head. His hands held my shoulders in place as he deepened his thrusts. Screams of pleasure escaped my lips as an orgasm crashed over me.

  His right hand pressed against my clit again as his cock hammered in and out of me. The orgasm intensified, causing spots to dance along my vision. Jaxson’s brown eyes locked with mine as he slammed home one more time.

  The tip of his cock pressed against my cervix heat pulsed within me as he came. Another moan slipped past my lips as his fingers tugged at my clit. More pleasure danced along my skin and another orgasm washed over me.

  My hips rocked on their own against him. Slowly he stopped lettin
g me come down from my high and exhaustion swept over me. His lips pressing to my forehead as he slid out of my body.

  I wanted to stay awake and look into his eyes. I wanted to lay down with him and soak in his heat. Darkness danced along my vision. Jaxson pulled me into him as he laid down my back to his chest.

  I felt safe and loved. I was finally where I always wanted to be here with him.

  Chapter 3

  Sarah

  Shouting had my eyes opening. Looking around the slightly cold, empty office, I rush to put my clothes on. I had no idea where Jaxson was, but I didn’t want anyone to see me naked.

  “What the fuck were you thinking?”

  Pausing, I look to the door. I was sure that was Jason. Slowly closing the space between myself and the closed door something told me to turn and run. Hideaway in some dark place.

  “I know you weren’t thinking. You’re fucking getting married in four months what the fuck is Beau going to think when he finds out you fucked his sister.”

  My stomached dropped and my heart just stopped. An emptiness center inside my chest. He was getting married? Every girlish fantasy I ever had of us burned up leaving nothing but smoke in its fiery wake.

  He just ended what little I knew of this world took away the only thing I ever wanted. What do I do now? How do I go on? I couldn’t face a world where he would show up with her hanging on him.

  I couldn’t face, knowing she would be feeling what I just felt. He stole my heart all those years ago and like a fool I gave it to him. My gift was repaid with a knife, pierced through its center before returning it to me.

  The air around me cooled more I felt ice sliding through my blood stealing the little warmth I had left.

  “Alisa is here.”

  “Where?”

  There was the conformation my stupid self-hoped wouldn’t come.

  “In my office. I think she knows.”

  “Fuck.”

  He sounded concerned like he cared. I was just hollowed out with a serrated spoon. I could feel the blood welling inside as all the scrapes it left behind started to bleed. Tears tried to form, but I kept them at bay.

  He used me, and I let him I let myself believe this was the beginning of the rest of my life. I guess it was the beginning just not the beginning I wanted.

  “Go now.”

  Jason’s voice was cold, and I feared one or both would come in here. The thought of seeing either of them had my gut clenching as bile tried to rise. I could already see the pity in Jason’s eyes.

  I wanted him to say no. To tell Jason he loved me that he wanted me not her. I wanted desperately to hear the words that I was more, more important anything I would take anything.

  Silence followed. I waited for what felt like an eternity before I opened the door and slowly slid through the barley there crack I made. My bare feet pressed into the cold floor as I silently rushed down the hall.

  I didn’t go back into the room full of dancing bodies instead I turn to go out the back door. The warm air was like a slap to the face. Tears spilled down my cheeks as the reality of it all finally hit like a two-ton truck.

  All my hopes, all the love I had just melted away, leaving something behind I didn’t recognize anymore. Who was I? What was I? The other woman? I could say this for sure I was a foolish child when I walked through those doors, but the moment I walked out them I was a woman.

  Yes, this destroyed me shaped me into something else, but I was still Sarah Beau's little sister. The sister of an MC president. If I told him what happened here I know any business, we have had with them over the years would be over.

  Looking at my hands, I let the truth settle. I couldn’t hurt the club like this I will give myself this when I was alone I could grieve. I can say goodbye to the naive Sarah and all the whispered promises I had.

  But in public it would be business like usual. Avoiding Jaxson and Jason would be the only way to survive this nightmare one I wished I could wake up from. I wanted the world to be as it was before tonight.

  Slipping into my car I head home. I needed a drink or five anything to drowned out everything this night just gave me.

  Chapter 4

  Jaxson

  I know I fucked up this marriage has been in place since the moment she was born. Alisa was a beautiful woman, but she was no Sarah. I could still feel her body pressed to mine as her hands gripped my hair.

  “Alisa.”

  “Who was she?”

  “No one you need to concern yourself with.”

  Her eyes darken as anger filled them.

  “I won’t have you sleeping with another woman Jaxson.”

  She knows her place in this and she sure as fuck can’t tell me what I can and can’t do, but she’s right, I shouldn’t have disrespected her and after we get married there won’t be another.

  “What do you want Alisa?”

  “I was out there with friends when I watched you both leave.”

  This couldn’t get any fucking worse. Thank fuck Sarah was in my office sleeping. She had the right to know, but it should come from me.

  “Go home Alisa before I call your father.”

  Her eyes got darker, almost black now the brown all but gone.

  “Do you think I want this? I don’t want to be with you either.”

  Finally, I look at her and I could see it, she was in love with someone else.

  “Let’s make one thing clear I won’t sleep around after we’re married, but you know the rules of this family you must be pure they will want proof and if you step out on me putting any risk of the children we may have not being mine…”

  I don’t finish she knows what will happen to her. We are to wed to keep peace in our families as the head of mine, I was supposed to marry into the family. Marrying another mafia don’s daughter was the way of this world.

  Her death and any children not mine would be the price. I hated the fucking rules.

  “Go to hell Jaxson.”

  I don’t wait for a response and I don’t look back. Alisa was a sweet girl she deserved more than I had to offer her. She deserved to be loved. Walking through the door to my office the silence of the empty room had my hands balling into fists.

  She was gone, but her scent still clung to the air. Taking a deep breath, I let it fill my lungs. Why the fuck did she leave without saying a word?

  Chapter 5

  Sarah

  I’ve been avoiding Jaxson for the last three months and the wedding was closing in. I had a very big problem I was pregnant, and my brother had this look to him like he knew. Emilia was a sweetheart the best thing to happen to him.

  He was with the person meant for him and the one meant for me was getting ready to marry another. In just a few weeks she would be Mrs. Carter and he would be taking her to his bed if he hasn’t already.

  Green monster like jealousy ate at my insides. I wanted to tear them both apart, I wanted to destroy them like they have me. Emilia knows about the baby she figured it out pretty quick the very fact she was five months along kind of helped with that.

  I’ve been wandering in circles at least it feels that way. Jaxson has been here a few times over the past few months. The first two weeks were the worst he was here what felt like daily sulking around.

  I waited for him to grow balls big enough to ask my brother where I was. Beau wasn’t a stupid man he knew something was going on and I think he knew with whom. A part of why he was avoiding asking what I know is eating at him is this club.

  I know he loved me and he would kill Jaxson not caring about the consequences. I knew my time for secrets were coming to an end. I was told I needed to attend the wedding and I honestly rather rip my veins from my body than watch as he took another as his wife.

  I know all those wedding dreams with me in a simple white dress disintegrated in the wake of his soon to be wed to another. My feet connected with the floor silently a chill danced along my skin as the coldness from the floor soaked into my bare feet.

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nbsp; I was like an apparition here, but not. I know people were concerned, even the twins sometimes followed me like they wanted to ask but thought better of it. I wish Jaxson wasn’t Emilia’s brother.

  It makes this all the harder knowing I will forever be connected to him. Sometimes I looked to Jason, who accompanied his brother and thought about how similar they are. A whisper of he could pass off as the dad whispered from my subconscious, but the very thought of him touching me of living a life with an imitation of the man I loved…

  I couldn’t, and I wouldn’t do that. Reality sucked. It felt like I was stuck in a room with no windows and no doors as the air was slowly removed from the room. Suffocating on the nothingness that he left behind.

  As much as the wedding killed me, I had a much larger problem on my hands. I was pregnant with the possible air to the Carter family thrown so to speak and I refused to give over my child.

  How was I going to stop him from taking my baby without a war? I could lie and tell him it belonged to another. I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be so simple the baby could look just like him.

  That was when the idea of his brother would come in and still it was an alien thought and one I know I would never go through with. My fingers brushed the dark blue walls as I ran them over it.

  My brother was getting closer and, yet, he hadn’t moved. I know what I needed to do what I was going to do would end any peace we may have.

  “Ready to talk to me Sarah?”

  I wish I could be surprised by this, but I wasn’t. Beau was all I had for years and he knew me better than anyone else sometimes including me.

  “Not really, but I’ve run out of options.”

  I expected anger at what I just said instead I got a nod. I expected him to stay here where everyone could hear. When he stood and walked down the hall leading to his office, I felt a small amount of relief.

  “Who’s the father?”

  I honestly wasn’t expecting that. Sitting down I stare at my brother as words fail me.