FALLING: The Negative Ion Series (13 page)

He picked me up an hour later and
I told my parents I’d see them tomorrow and after Mom made sure I had my cell and charger, they kissed me goodbye and I bounced out of the house, jumped on the back of Jaxen’s bike and held on tight as it roared to life. He took off fast, his hand gripping my thigh as he drove and I almost screamed my news in my glee.

He
checked us into a cabin this time. When we got to the door, he lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, kissing him as we went inside and straight to the bedroom.

He had us naked in record time and as we dropped to the bed with our mouths fused, I was again tempted to tell him that I was staying.
He rolled on a condom and when he cried out after he entered me, I damn near spilled again. He brought me to the edge with his slow, timed strokes and cried out myself when he stilled, kissing me all over my neck and collar bone as I calmed. He moved again, taking me there then stopped as I edged, in tears I felt so damn good.

“
Jaxen… please…” I panted when he stopped. He was panting, his eyes tightly closed and he was sweaty.

“Making it last, baby,” he murmured into my neck.

“But we have all night!”

“Let’s use it to see how
many times I can get you to the edge before you fall over. I believe that’s two.”

“I have a better idea,”
I moaned as he rolled us. I straddled him and started moving slowly up and down his shaft. “Let’s see how many orgasms you can give me during the course of our stay here.”

“
DEAL
!” Jaxen shouted, pulling me down to kiss him. His arms locked on my back and he thrusted up fast and hard as he gripped my shoulders. I shook like a leaf in rainy wind.

“One,”
Jaxen murmured when he rolled me to my back.

“One for you too,” I panted.

“No, just you,” he whispered, kissing down my quivering belly. “The deal was how many times
you
can cum, not
me
.”

“Let’s amend that,” I gasped as he mouth found my slit. “
Oh, God…”

“Amend it how,”
Jaxen asked, his mouth full of me, vibrating against my clit. I arched and writhed into his lethal mouth.

“Uh… I don’t… I need…
AH
! What?”

“You said ‘amend the deal
’,” Jaxen whispered again, sucking in my clit then lapped up my juices. “I’m listening.”

I moaned loud. “Both of us! Both of us!”

I heard Jaxen chuckle then he spread my lips wider and licked me like I was suddenly grape-flavored.

“Both of us what, baby?”

“See how… many… times… both of … ussssss… oh! Oh! Can cum! Oh God! Oh God!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
!”

When I stopped screaming,
Jaxen bit at my inner thigh and chuckled. “But you’re already up by two, baby. That’s not fair.”

Searching for breath, I glared at his head. “I didn’t say… whoo! I didn’t say… see who can
… get the most!”

“Ohhhhh, right. It’s how many we can give each other.”

“Yes!” I groaned as he started in on my clit again. “Stop, Jaxen!”

“Don’t wanna,” he slurped
then flicked. “Gotta sweet tooth only your pussy can satisfy.”

Groan!

“Not fair!”

God, his assault was brutal… licking, biting, sucking, slurping… no way in hell would I leave the room sane tomorrow if he kept that up.

“Fuck, Red! STOP! STOP!”

“I don’t wanna yet,” he chuckled then made a loud slurping noise that shot tingles everywhere.

“I am begging you! AH!
STOOOOOP
!”

“Why?”

“Um! Um! I need to go to the store!” I shouted, gripping the sheet tightly, arching.

“We’ll order room service.” He slurped again. “What do you want?”

“CANDY!” I screamed. “WE NEED CANDY!”

“I told you, I have all the sweets I need right here.”
Then that fucker slowly licked at my clit.

“You can’t eat me all night, Red! I won’t survive!”
I moaned.

“Let’s find out,” he said huskily then
started flicking me fast and hard. My ass lifted off the bed and he gripped my hips, holding me suspended and still. Thank God we were in a secluded cabin; my throat burned from screaming loud as I came harder than I ever have.

Red released me and massaged my body as he eased back up to lay beside me.

“Still want to go to the store?” Red whispered after he pulled me close.

I turned my head and glared at him. I hope he thinks he looks like he grew two heads.

“You have to be shitting me. No way in hell I can make it to the bathroom, let alone a store. Asshole.”

He laughed in my ear then bit my neck. “And why am I an asshole, baby?”

I couldn’t even answer that because he wasn’t. I just rolled my eyes and enjoyed the relaxed euphoria coursing through me as he softly rubbed my body. After few minutes, I turned to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I tilted my head up to him, silently asking for a kiss. He took no time in obliging, lowering his lips to mine immediately and kissed me long and deep while caressing me all over my body, anywhere he could reach. I shuddered in his arms. Until I met him, I never thought a kiss could make a person shudder. He owned that.

His erection throbbed against my thigh then
Jaxen rolled me to my back and eased between my legs. I moved my mouth from his and waited for him to enter me, holding my breath in complete anticipation as I gripped him. He didn’t keep me waiting for long. He slowly slid inside, inch by filling inch. I shuddered again and raised my hips, praying to get him deeper. He did and I cried out when I felt his crown hit something inside that felt so good and so… raw… that I tightened my eyes and gripped his skin. Jaxen lowered his forehead to mine and panted as he slowly moved his hard-as-steel flesh all the way in and all the way out.

I started to
shiver, breathing heavy as I reached my peak and wanted to scream. It took everything in me not to: biting my lip, pinching his back… I finally gave up and screamed inside my throat.

Then I started thinking about
Jaxen and how he has so much control. I needed to know. How does he manage to hold off and be so in charge of his release but my struggle usually started as soon as he entered me.

I opened my eyes,
still panting and gripping Jaxen, and looked up at him and finally saw his face as he moved in me. He face was contorted, his eyes tight. His lips were inside his mouth and he breathe deeply from his nose.

“
Jaxen,” I groaned, already edging.

“Oh, God… don’t.”

“Don’t what?
” I groaned when his hips twisted and his shaft found another sensitive spot inside me.

“Don’t talk… don’t breathe again. Please, baby… stop moving. Just lie here.”

“I can’t!”

“Fuck, you have to!” he groaned, lowering his head to my neck and panting hot breaths at my pulse point. “I need to concentrate or I’ll burst too soon.”

“Tell me how you control yourself. Please. I swear I can’t hold back any longer.”

“Let go and I’ll tell you. Just please stop talking or you’ll ruin this for us. Cum, baby. Let go.”

“No, I don’t want… mm…”

He moved his hips again in a way that made him rub my clit, my g-spot and that certain something else…
AT THE SAME TIME!

“Oh… SHIT
JAXEN! OH MY GOD!”

“Give it to me! Let go!”
Jaxen shouted, moving faster.

I did. All over him and lou
d as I tried to grip something and shaking, quivering, wanting to call out to anyone I thought would come and rescue me from this glorious feeling as Jaxen move so fast and hard I was sure I would be black and blue as soon as he was done.

Finally he stilled and shook, gripping the s
heet on either side of my head.

“Fuck, baby…
FUCK
!” he shouted then fell on top of me. “No more sex! Ever! God, you drive me in-fuckin-sane, baby!”

I giggled through my exhaustive breaths. “What do you think you do to me?”

“I’ve never… it’s so intense with you,” Jaxen murmured. “Unlike anything I’ve ever felt. God, I’m going to miss you so much.”

I blinked back my tears. Now was the perfect time for me to tell him. I grinned and thought about what his reaction will be. I started to feel giddy so I let out a screeching giggle, almost sounding like a cat in pain.
Jaxen stilled his breathing and leaned up on his elbows.

“I’m sorry. I know we said no talking about that day but it’s creeping up on us.”

“Jaxen, there’s something I should tell you.”

“No talking, baby. I feel like shit now because I brought it up. Let’s just let it go, okay?”

“But Jaxen--”

“Please,
Itsy, I’m begging you to drop this.”

I looked at him and could see what I thought was pain and nodded. I could drop it for now and save my news for another day.

Chapter 12

Gray…
Days 15 to 8

I chuckle. “Mom!”

Mom startles and wipes her mouth.  “What?! Shit, I fell asleep again, didn’t I?”

The entire clientele at the salon laughed loud as they shouted, “YES!”

It really was funny. Since her wedding, my mother has fallen asleep at the most insane times and she usually slept until some nudged her. I thought she was turning narcoleptic or something but then I remembered something she said after I got home after that amazing night of sex
Jaxen and I had.

When I got home that
next afternoon, I saw suitcases in the hall and frowned.

“Who’s leaving?
” I asked when I saw my parents in the kitchen hugging and kissing, acting like a couple of horny teenagers.

“I am, honey,” Daddy smiled. “I’ll be back as soon as possible.”

I pouted and joined in on their hug session. “You’re not sure how long you’ll be gone, Daddy?”

“No, I’m not. There are some loose ends I need to tie up back east. Business and personal. I’m hoping it won’t take long at all but…”

I nodded and looked at my mother’s tear-stained face.

“Will you be okay?”

“Yeah,” Mom sniffed. “I just got him back and now he’s leaving me.”

“I’m not leaving you, K
itten. I just need to settle the business and get everything on board for the transition. Plus, Mom and Dad’s home sold faster than either of us thought and I’m their lawyer. I have to be at the closing.”

“I know, s
weetie, I know. It’s my hormones. I’ll be okay. Just hurry back to me.”

“Soon as I can. I wish you could go with me.”

“Me too.”

“Why can’t you go, Mom?” I frowned. “It’s not because of me is it?”

“No, honey. We’ve got something to tell you. Well, more like several things.”

“Okay, but first can you tell me what you meant the other night about ‘siblings’? What siblings? I know Parker acts immature but he’s still a man now. It’s too late for me to see him grow up.”

“That’s one of the things we wanted to tell you,” Mom smiled as she sat at the kitchen table. I sat across from her and she held my hands while Daddy smiled as he stood behind her.

“
Itsy, honey… I’m having twins,” Mom gushed.

My eyes widen. “Twins? Are you sure?”

“They are. Two distinctive heartbeats in there. Fast and strong.”

“They sounded amazing,” Daddy beamed.

“Aw! I would’ve gone too!” I pouted. “Can I go next time? Will they let you hear them again?”

“They will and of course you can. I was inviting you anyway. I’m going to find out what they are. Would you like to know?”

I beamed too then. “YES! Please! When?”

“Tuesday morning, honey,
” Daddy said, sounding sad.

“Oh, you won’t be back by then, will you, Daddy?”

“Probably not,” he said sadly. “I was hoping it could wait, the business meeting I was to attend, so that the three of us could go together. Hopefully one of you can Skype me during the process so I can find out when you do. If not, picture messaging will have to do.”

I felt bad for them and all I could do is nod. I’m happy and sad all in one. Twins, yay! Daddy gone on business while the ultrasound was happening, big fucking boo.

“I’m a pale substitute, but I will be there, Mom. Promise. What time Tuesday?”

“11 a.m.”

Perfect I think as I nod. Jaxen has a thing with his band that day. Rehearsal or something for a big gig on Saturday. It was going to take up a lot of his time and while loved him and the band members, I did not like sitting in Sara and John’s garage while they practiced. It was loud and smoky in that confined space. No thank you.

Samantha
and Parker were looking for a bigger place than the one Parker lives in and that took up a lot of their time. Daddy was buying them whatever they picked as an early wedding gift and they wanted to find the perfect place. Terri, not wanting to be one-upped, decided her and her husband Rafe would furnish the place. Rafe was as rich as Daddy; he makes a successful living as a music producer, mostly scores for movies and TV shows.

“Honey, your father and I decided we are going to move.”

My eyes bulged again. We’ve been here, Mom and I for 15 years. Her mother found this place and got for a steal. The neighbors are warm and very friendly and I cannot imagine staying in Hampton and not being able to live in this house.

“Move? Where?”
I chokingly asked.

“Well, honey,” Mom smiles. “You know the old Brinkman place up the street?”

“Three doors north?”

“Yeah, that’s it.”

I nod.

“The son is finally putting it on the market. We would like to buy it.”

I blinked back tears then. I don’t have the right to throw a fit but I really wanted to. My home will be gone and they are moving. I guess I better go job
hunting and soon. I’m sure they’ve changed their minds about me staying with them.

“It’s six bedrooms, honey. Which means there will be t
wo guest rooms, after your father picks an office. Of course the twins wouldn’t have their own rooms right away. They will share until they are a little older and your father is insisting we employ a nanny.”

“And a part-time house keeper,” Daddy nods.

Yep, I’m in the cold. I put my head down and stare at my fingers. I was looking forward to spending time with my new siblings under one roof and I thought they meant it when they said to wait until I found out if I were accepted to Berkeley or Stanford before I made any decisions. All that has to be put on hold now.

“Yeah, that too. So you see,
Itsy, it all works out. Your father and I in one room, the twins in another, nanny takes a third, one bedroom for an office, and two guest rooms. You’ll have the attic again… unless you’d rather have the basement. It’s completely finished but it needs painting. Those colors are so seventies. Bleech!”

I snapped my head up and looked at my parents like cream cheese was flowing out of their nostrils.

“You still want me to live with you?”

Mom frowned. “Well, yeah. I thought that’s what we all wanted.”

“But… “

“No ‘buts’, honey,” Daddy frowned. “You’re still our baby and your mom and I won’t rest if you’re out there alone somewhere. No, for our peace of mind, you will live with us and that is final.”

I blink at my father and smirk. “Yes, Daddy. Final.”

My mother is visibly relieved.

“Whew! I’m glad that’s settled.”

“But what about this house?”

Mom’s nose scrunches. “Parker and Samantha want it. Are you okay with that?”

“Are you kidding?” I screeched. “That’s perfect! Yes! Please!
Oh, but uh… what about Terri?”

“What about her?” Daddy frowns.

“She’s not going to object to them moving into Mom’s old house?”

“Who knows or cares. I don’t,” Daddy smirks. “Parker and
Samantha are grown and besides, Parker knows how to handle his mother. If this is what he and Samantha wants, he’ll smooth it out.”

I nod th
en smile. “When are we moving?”

A week later, Daddy called and there was an accelerated inspection and closing, and now, the house was theirs. As he spoke, he was having the furnace and central air replaced and the kitchen gutted. The bell rang and it was a contractor, coming to ask Mom about
what she wanted for the kitchen. He promised to have it all done in a week when she finished telling him her choices.

Daddy called
again later that night and they went over their plans. We were to go shopping for every room in the house and leave everything there for Parker and Samantha. They only thing we were allowed to take was our personal things, clothes, shoes, etc.

Every spare moment we got, Mom and I were shopping. She did the guest rooms first, then her bedroom. Next came the nursery and the nanny’s room. When it came to my space, the basement, she went all out. There’s
a dining area, living room, a spacious bathroom and a bedroom. No kitchen, Mom insisted. She was afraid she’d never see me if I had one. I agreed.

Our last day of shopping, there were boxes everywhere in the old house and I made my way past them to the kitchen, with my mother behind me as I held on to the mail.
Mom was in desperate need of a peanut butter and kosher pickle sandwich. The thought of those two things together made me want to hurl what I ate for the past week I was in need of an Alka-Seltzer just hearing that. We made it unharmed to the kitchen and Mom started making her snack
as I pulled out my phone to call Jaxen. I promised Jaxen I’d call him and let him know when we were done. I’d seen him the day before and we disappeared in a hotel room… again and I wanted to do that again today. I actually became nauseous watching her eat it and groaned loudly as I threw my phone back in my purse.

“
That’s so disgusting, Mom. My little brother and sister are going to pay for that when they are old enough to get their asses kicked by their big sister.”

“You touch them and I will show them your baby book!”

“Naked pictures too?”

“Especially the naked pictures!”

I grimaced then laughed as I looked through the mail. It was mostly bills and I tossed those to Mom. Then there was a letter from Harvard. I opened it and read it, certain my face was on the floor.

“Mom… I got a scholarship. They want me to start in the fall.”

“A scholarship? From where?”

I silently read. “From the Women in Law Enforcement League. Did you apply for this for me?”

“I did,” Mom nodded. “Months ago. Wow. I cannot believe you won. Which scholarship did you get?”

“The Platinum Academic.”

Mom dropped her sandwich and stared. ”Honey, that means you get the full ride and an internship. When you graduate, all the firms will be after you.”

“I don’t care about that, Mom. I’m staying with Daddy. I’m working with him and Parker.”

“Honey, are you thinking of turning this down?”

“Well, yeah, I am turning it down. Harvard is on the east coast. I told you and Daddy, I’m not leaving
Jaxen.”

“
Itsy, your father is successful in his firm but this can open so many more doors for you and so much sooner. There are people fighting tooth and nail to get their foot in the door for this opportunity and you’re just going to toss it aside, like it’s nothing?”

“Compared to
Jaxen, it is nothing, Mom,” I whisper.

“I think your father would agree that you need to accept this scholarship,
Itsy. Don’t make any decisions on this yet. Think on it and give it awhile. Call and ask questions. Is it only usable with Harvard? Maybe you can use it at Stanford or Berkeley. Just don’t turn it down. How long before you have to give them an answer?”

“Um… August 15 at the latest.”

“Okay, good. Think on it, honey.”

I
picked up the house phone and called the W.I.L.L. headquarters and found out it was only good at Harvard, it’s the reason why I got the early admission letter from them. I found myself throwing scenarios at them, thinking one would make them rescind the scholarship. I told them my father was rich. Doesn’t matter, my mother was still a police officer and it’s for
academics, stuff like that. No dice. The scholarship was mine and I had until August 15 to accept it.

“Itsy, I gotta admit
, I was a little skeptical about the color when you asked for it but, honey, you look beautiful. Black hair suits you. It’s making your eyes stand out.”

“You really think so, Mom?”

“Absolutely,” Mom grinned then looked up at Clarice, my stylist. “Clarice, doesn’t she look beautiful?”

“She’s giving me a boner, hon
,” Clarice droned.

Mom and I laughed, along with everyone else that heard what Clarice said.

“When are you going to let Jaxen see it, honey?”

“I’m not seeing him until the morning. He’s being distant lately, Mom. Like he’s already pulling away from me. I haven’t had the chance to tell him about me staying. But he has to know. I’m sure
Samantha has told her parents of the change of plans by now.”

Mom nodded but said nothing else. I assumed it was because she was too busy yawning.
We were all exhausted. We moved into the new house a few days before, Parker and Samantha were moving into our old house tomorrow. Roland was staying the attic space I used to have and would only need to share the kitchen. Parker and Samantha would have privacy and so would Roland. It was a perfect arrangement.

Eight days to go, and I wanted to tell
Jaxen the news of me staying. I excused myself and went to the ladies room. Once there, I had to grip the walls because I was overcome with nausea. Again. Damn. It’s been happening for a month now and I swear I had a period. At least I think I did. Granted, it was lighter than I am used to and shorter but I still counted as a period.