Page 6 of The Heartbreaker


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“Will you show me?” he asks, letting his gaze dart down to my breasts and back up to my face.

Without another word, I take his hand and pull him down the hallway. This section was once a VIP area, but Sage did away with that when she took ownership of the club. I was here before the change—when her loser ex-boyfriend was in charge, and this whole wing was nothing but skeevy rich perverts who thought they ran the place.

Now, it’s classy and safe and open to everyone.

When we pass the door to the back office, I pray Sage doesn’t come out and see me tugging one of our potential influencers into a room alone. I could argue that this is just part of the tour, and if I show Jax just how stunning this place is, he is bound to return and share it with his followers.

We enter the old VIP bar area, which is decorated in luxe green and warm pink. It has a disco ball in the center and flowers adorned across the ceiling.

“Wow,” Jax mutters to himself. “I’ve never seen a sex club like this.”

“We cater to a diverse demographic,” I reply confidently.

“I like it,” he says with a smile.

A sense of pride swarms inside me. And then my brain does that thing it always does. It begins to imagine the possibilities. What if Jax really takes a liking to this club and to me? What if we start dating and we strike up a partnership between his brand and ours? We would be unstoppable. This club could be the best in the whole country. Or the whole world.

I continue dragging him toward the room on the left. After unlocking it with my manager’s key, I glance around to be sure no one watches as I pull him inside.

I’m being reckless—or at least that’s what the little voice in my head is reminding me. I’m moving too fast. Not thinking clearly. Eating up his attention and letting my desires take control without a second thought for the consequences.

But how can I stop? Especially now as he tugs me toward him, my body pressed against his tall, muscular frame.

“This isn’t how this meeting was supposed to go,” I mumble softly as he tips my chin up.

“Really? Because I think it’s going very well,” he replies with a smirk.

After he takes my lips in a soft but hungry kiss, everything starts moving too fast. Like a gust of wind that turns into a tornado, we kiss and kiss until we’re lying on the soft peach-colored bed, and he’s hiking my dress while tugging open the buckle on his jeans.

It’s nothing like the scenes he films for his channel. Those are usually drawn out with loads of foreplay.

In fact, it’s moving so fast that it feels as if I’m getting left behind.

“You’re safe, right?” he mutters against my neck.

“Ugh…” I groan, not wanting to answer that question. We don’t say safe around here. It implies that someone else is unsafe. “I’m tested regularly and always negative,” I say with a wince.

Sex without a condom isn’t a good idea, regardless of test results. I have no reason to trust Jax. I know that. Hell, I preach this sort of thing almost daily.

But there is no rationale. There is only the yearning and the passion and the way I wanted this.

So who am I to stop it now?

The next thing I know, his cock is thrusting between my legs. It’s rushed and a little painful, but I shut my eyes and try to put myself in a place mentally where I can find pleasure. It just happened so fast.

He’s grunting in my ear as he fucks me, and I’m silently reminding myself—this is Jax fucking Kingston. He’s a sex god. Any person would be lucky to be fucked by him, and every woman in his videos is practically out of her mind with pleasure, so what is wrong with me?

I tilt my hips, tweak my nipples, kiss his neck. Anything to try and catch a brief, fleeting moment of ecstasy before it’s over.

But all too soon, his grunts grow louder and more strained, and then he’s shuddering, and I know it’s done.

He slumps against me, and I stare at the cherubs painted on the ceiling, trying to convince myself of how great this was.

“Wow,” I whisper with a sigh.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” he groans into my neck. “I don’t know what came over me. You’re just so fucking sexy.”

Forcing a giggle, I shake my head. “It was…great.”

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