Note: So after I saw this exchange in the first chapter of Book 2:
I felt like there could be a good story or some sort of inside joke there, so I thought up this fic. By request from a few people, there are some references to a previous fic, Performance Review
“Okay, now what about this one?” Lexi twirls around to show off the new clothes she just bought.
“Yeah, looks great,” Jax murmurs, not even bothering to look up from the papers on the desk. Lexi had turned Lily’s bedroom into office after she moved to the Shadow Den. It had been nice for her and Jax to be able to spend more time together instead of being at their respective offices all the time, but sometimes it felt like Jax worked even more than he would otherwise.
“You didn’t even look at me!” Lexi bends over the sleek Australian Buloke desk as she slams her hands down.
“Well, hello,” Jax remarks as he tilts his head up and his gaze travel down her cleavage exposed by the gaping fabric of her pink silk blouse.
Lexi stands and smooths out her clothing. “I mean it, Jax. What do you think? Is this business professional enough?
“Hmm…” Jax taps a finger to his chin. “Turn around again.” Lexi spins around and Jax studies her scrupulously. “I think I need a closer inspection.” He stands and meets her on the other side of the desk, sliding behind her and cupping her ass in his hand through the pinstripe pencil skirt. “This skirt is a little tight, but at least your blazer is long enough…let me see one more thing.” Jax presses up against her backside, inching her forward and bending her over the desk. She feels his calloused fingertips traveling up the inside of her thigh, his firm length throbbing against her as he speaks soft and low in her ear. “The skirt’s also a bit short here. Between that and the full view down your shirt when you bend over, I’m not so sure this is professional.”
Lexi wiggles out from under him and hops up on the desk. “I don’t see any reason Adrian would have me bent over his desk like that.”
Jax cocks his head to the side. “Are you sure about that? I know your professional relationship is a bit…unorthodox.”
Lexi swats Jax playfully on the shoulder. “You know I haven’t done anything like that with him since you and I started sleeping together. The only person I ever had sex with on Adrian’s desk was you, Mr. Matsuo.” She studies his face as his irises flash to red and his fangs descend at the memory elicited by her words. “You like when I call you that, don’t you?”
“You could say that.” Jax settles between her legs and pulls her to the edge of the desk so she’s flush against him. “I’m a little jealous I can’t have you as my assistant…but then again, we probably wouldn’t get any work done.” He sweeps her hair to the side and teases the tips of his fangs along her her neck sending electrical currents dancing across her skin.
“Mmh,” she whimpers and arches into him. “Maybe I can assist you now.” She motions back towards the desk chair. “Have a seat Mr. Matsuo.”
Jax smirks. “You bossing me around now Ms. Davis?”
Lexi trails a fingers down the front of his t-shirt. “I think you will want to see what I have planned. Now sit.” She turns him around and he he follows her instructions.
Jax leans back in the chair with his hands behind his head. “What now boss?”
“It seems you could use a little stress relief.” Lexi kneels on the floor between him and the desk, unzipping his pants and working his cock out of the slit in his boxer briefs.
“If this is the type of thing assistants do, I definitely need to hire one ASAP.” Jax chuckles until Lexi shoots a glare at him. “Kidding, kidding. I think I’ll just shut up now.”
“Wise man,” she says, not breaking eye contact as she envelopes him in her mouth, and he instantly groans. She grabs the base in her hand and works her mouth up and down his length. Jax closes his eyes and throws his head back when she starts to move her hand in time with her mouth, and she grips his thigh with her free hand. She slides her hand up and slips in it his jeans, gently massaging his balls, until he grips her ponytail and gently tugs her head back.
“Fuck, Lexi. I’m not ready to cum yet. Come up here.” He pulls her onto his lap, feverishly kissing her lips and down to her neck. She feels the sharp prick of his fangs again, and every time it sends a thrill through her, being at the mercy of such a powerful, dangerous being, yet knowing he’ll never push her too far. He comes back up to meet her eyes and toys with the buckle on her belt “As much as I like these clothes, I prefer a more casual look for my office.” He makes quick work of undoing the belt and removing her blazer.
Jax reaches for the hem of her blouse when Lexi stops him. “Remember this is new. You don’t need to rip it off me or anything this time.”
Jax shakes his head but can’t suppress his smile. “I ruin a few shirts and you think I’m going to do it every time.” He gingerly lifts the shirt over her head, carefully setting it on top of her blazer on the floor and then unclasping her bra. “I should probably take this skirt off so you don’t get it all wet.”
“Oh, you think you’ll get me that wet?” Lexi challenges.
“I know so.” In an instant he pushes his laptop and papers to the side and shes on her back on the desk almost without knowing how she got there. He unzips her skirt and deftly whips it off before throwing her legs over his shoulders. “No panties? How unprofessional of you,” he teases.
“I heard my boss prefers it that way, don’t you Mr. Matsuo?” Jax doesn’t answer, instead lifting her hips and swiping his tongue through her folds before moving his mouth to her clit. She gasps as he slides she doesn’t even know how many fingers inside her, and it’s almost too much – the line between pleasure and pain – just like she likes it. He thrusts in and out as he sucks and swirls his tongue over her sensitive nub. She moans louder and louder until she can’t take it anymore and she screams unintelligible words as her core pulses sending waves of ecstasy through her entire body.
Jax runs his tongue over each thigh one at a time, collecting the juices running down. “I told you you’d get that wet,” he asserts smugly and sits her upright on the desk before removing his own clothing. “There’s another part of me that wants to feel it too,” he says looking down at his erection. He pulls her onto his lap and pushes his cock up inside her, her walls stretching to accommodate him.
“Ohhh,” Lexi moans breathily as she bounces on top of him. “You feel so good, Jax.
“I bet it’s nothing compared to how incredible you feel, baby.” Jax writes beneath her rolling his hips just so and running his hands all over her body. Suddenly the momentum tips the chair, but before either of them can hit the ground, Jax jumps up and has her in his arms. He spins her around and pins her against the wall, continuing his thrusts and hardly missing a beat.
“I don’t think I’ll every get tired of having a boyfriend with super powers.” Lexi squeezes her legs around his waist tightly, taking in every inch of him and she feels another orgarm about to overtake her. She bites down on his shoulder and digs her nails in his back as her vision whites out and her whole body trembles.
Jax continues to pound into her at a vigorous pace. She twines her fingers through his hair, tugging hard, and that’s enough to push him over the edge. “Oh my god, Lexi. Fuck!” He cries out as he cums inside her.
“Fuck is right. Lexi laughs. “My legs are so wobbly I don’t think I can walk.”
“Then allow me.” Jax carries her to bed, climbing in and cuddling up beside her. He kisses her sweetly and twirls a strand of her hair around his finger. “Oh, by the way, all joking aside, the outfit looks great and is very business professional. However, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to see you wearing it without having dirty thoughts.”
Lexi smirks. “I’ll keep that in mind, Mr. Matsuo.”