Getting What He Wants

by Tory Baker

  “You sure do know an awful lot about Lynn lately. Something you need to tell me?”

  “What are you playing at Mike?”

  “Just making sure you’re not sniffing around my little sister,” he grumbles.

  “What the fuck is wrong with you man? You act like I’d hurt her. Give me a fuckin’ break.” I walk off after that, knowing in my gut I could have just told him everything, but Lynn is right. We need this time, were still learning about each other and not having the world know our every single move is fucking nice.

  My phone ringing has me digging in my back pocket, I see Lynn is calling me and my grin gets so big my face hurts.

  “Hey, Gorgeous.”

  “Hey, Handsome. I got some amazing news today.” I can hear her smile through the phone.

  “Yea? What’s that?”

  “I’m on my way to you. Tonight. Think I can stay with you for the next couple of weeks?” she asks into the phone.

  “Fuck yea. Can’t wait to wake up with you every morning and love you every night.”

  “K,” she huskily says into the phone.

  “What time are you getting in?”

  “I land at seven”

  “I’ll be there to pick you up. Until then, Baby.”

  “See you soon, Jax. I’m counting down the hours, love you.”

  “Straight to my heart. Love you.” I’m still smiling when I hang up the phone. I can’t wait to see her again. I may not survive until seven, but once I get her, I know what I’m doing tonight. I’m wifing her.

  13

  Lynn

  This has been the longest two weeks of my life, I haven’t told Jackson yet, but I’m making my own moves to finally settle down where he is. He’s talked about us being together permanently and this way I can do it. It’ll mean a small cut in pay, but there will be a lot less traveling. I can spend more time with Jackson and we can work on us… and getting used to being a couple.

  I’m walking through the doors when I see Jax by his truck with a bouquet of wildflowers waiting for me. I let my excitement take over and take off running towards him. I leap into his arms, locking my legs around his hips and crushing the flowers between us. He instantly takes my mouth with his. I’m lost in the moment—lost in him. I try to commit this moment to memory. I always want to remember the feel of his arms wrapped around me, as I hold on for dear life and refuse to let him go.

  We break apart and we’re both smiling from ear to ear at each other, when all of a sudden we hear applause and a click of a camera.

  “Oh fuck, I’m so sorry Jax.” I whisper out, mortified, as he puts me down. As I slide down his body, I can feel the hardness of his erection press against my pussy.

  “Babe, it was just a matter of time until someone found out. I don’t give a fuck. Our next hurdle will be your brother, but I say we get out of here and reconnect. Just you and I for the time being. Let it play out, then we’ll figure out what to do about your brother,” he says huskily.

  “Okay, take me home handsome.” I wink at him and head towards the passenger door of his truck. I go to open the door and feel a smack to my ass.

  “You know better, I get the door for you,” he growls out.

  “Okay, Jax.” I know he can see the heat in my eyes. He knows I love it when he spanks me and the teasing glint on his face promises so much more. I’m hoping it means that there is a lot more waiting for me when we get back to his place.

  He rounds the truck and climbs in, and we’re off towards home. Jax grabs my hand and holds on tight. I look over at him and can’t help but admire how calm he looks. He’s wearing a baseball hat backwards, his eyes are sparkling, and his mouth has those crinkles around the corners of his lips that he gets when he’s trying not to smile. I glance further down towards his chest—a chest I love laying my head on, while he slowly plays with my hair, as I fall asleep to his heartbeat.

  The white T-shirt he’s wearing molds to his body, his arms are to die for, lean with some muscle, his abs are lick worthy. Yes, I’ve done that before and will be doing it again every chance I get. His legs are long and lean from all of the running and lifting he does. His bulge is staring right at me and if it weren’t for the traffic I’d have him in my mouth the whole way home.

  Jackson slowly turns his head and looks at me. I can see that famous dimple showing, with just a glimpse of his straight white teeth, along with his signature smirk. My face instantly gets heated with a mixture of desire and shyness at being caught staring at him.

  “See somethin’ you like Gorgeous?”

  “Definitely,” I respond, not bothering to act coy. “We need to hurry home. It’s been too long since you’ve been inside of me.”

  “You start something now, I’ll pull over on the side of the road and finish it.”

  “Maybe that’s what I want Jax, maybe I want you all over me right this second.”

  I see the heat in his eyes, I know he’s as tempted as I am. It’s good to know he’s in this as deep as I am, because I want him every hour of every day.

  “Hold that thought, I’ll be putting that on our bucket list,” he jokes, as we pull into his driveway.

  He unbuckles himself, then leans over to unbuckle me. Before I can move, he pulls me close so that I’m stretching over the center console. Jax slides his hand against my pulse, holding the side of my neck as his lips press hard against mine and he takes my mouth. Before long, we’re out of breath and close to ripping our clothes off of one another.

  I whimper into Jax’s mouth and he finally pulls away. “Gonna get my woman inside and make her come for every day we’ve been apart,” he murmurs into my ear.

  14

  Jackson

  I laugh as we get out of the truck. The minute Lynn’s feet touch the ground she’s running to the door, her bags long forgotten. I pick them up and head her way, I love knowing that she needs me just as much as I need her. It’s been too fucking long, and I can’t wait to have her to myself.

  “Hurry,” she demands over her shoulder. I love that she doesn’t try to hide the fact that she’s anxious to be alone with me. It’s time to let our bodies do some talking and get reacquainted with one another again.

  “They’ll be no hurrying, once we get inside, I’m taking my sweet time with you, Lynnie”

  She doesn’t know it yet, but by the end of the night, she’ll have my ring on her finger and I can’t wait to see her face light up.

  We make it in the house and I drop her bags by the front door, when she jumps onto me, her legs wrap around my waist and she’s diving her hands into my hair. She begins kissing me with a fierceness I haven’t seen from her before. She moans into my mouth and I take over, walking to the bedroom, with her body surrounding me.

  When her hands make their way to my shirt she peels it off of me and we break away only long enough to get the shirt off of me and on the ground. Our hands fumble, our lips clash, as I clumsily divest her of her clothes too. It’s a blur of kissing, touching, groping and moaning, but soon she’s naked and we’re both hungry for more.

  My eyes linger over every inch of her body, from her face all the way down to her legs. I slowly bring my gaze back toward what I now call heaven. She backs up until she reaches the wall. I prowl towards her. I can see the evidence of her desire coating the inside of her thighs, I’m on my knees in seconds. She’s standing against the wall, right where I want her. I lift one of her thighs over my shoulder, slowly dragging my lips toward her pussy and the sweetest fucking thing I’ve ever had on my tongue.

  I drag my tongue from her clit all the way to the entrance of her pussy. I take my time teasing her, gathering her juices on my tongue and bringing her closer and closer to the edge. I’m playing her slowly and she’s demanding more. She grabs my hair with the hand I have plans for. I carefully bring the ring I’ve had stored in my pocket for just this moment and I slowly slide it onto her ring finger. While I’m devouring her, I bring my fingers into play. I plunge two fingers deep insi
de of her tight entrance, mimicking the way I’ll fuck her as soon as I make her come this way first.

  “Jax…More, I need more.”

  She’s writhing against me, grinding her pussy hard against me, while squeezing her fingers so tight she could break them. She’s gorgeous in her hunger. In her hunger for me. Her legs are shaking, and it’s just a matter of me sucking her clit, torturing it between my teeth and I know she’ll come hard on my face. I do just that, taking control of her.

  “Yes, Yes, Yes,” she screams. The word is repeated over and over until finally it breaks off in a low keening moan.

  Her entire body is flushed in desire, and I slowly drag my fingers out of her and bring them to my lips as she looks down at me. I savor it, not wanting to miss one single drop of her honey.

  She’s reaching out for the wall, her legs weak, as I stand up. I quickly unzip my pants and I don’t waste time taking them off, I push them down, grasp my cock and in one thrust I’m balls deep inside her. Her pussy is still trembling from her orgasm; I feel the muscles of her tight little tunnel caress my shaft. Lynn holds onto me. As if she only now realizes that there’s something different, Lynn slowly looks down, her eyes wide as she takes in the ring on her finger.

  “Oh Jackson,” Lynn cries. She’s got tears shining in her eyes.

  “I’m yours Lynn and you’re mine. We were meant to be.”

  “I love you, I just love you,” she whispers, her voice thick with emotion.

  “Is that a yes?” I prod her. Still, moving in and out of her, although much more slowly. This moment means something and I want it to forever stay in our memories.

  “It’s a hell yes,” she cries, the tears sliding out of her eyes and down her cheeks. I do my best to kiss them away, as I fuck her slowly. She shifts in my arms, as she holds me close and my shaft grazes against her walls. I feel it coming, and it’s never been like this in my life, sweet, slow and perfect… love. I come, deep inside of her, painting her womb with my cum. I send up a prayer that the seed will take root.

  “I love you, baby.” I respond as we slowly come apart. “I’ll love you until my last breath.”

  15

  Lynn

  I’m staring down at the beautiful engagement ring Jackson slipped on my finger mid orgasm. I have to say, it was the best way he could have proposed. I’ll never forget the look on his face as he came inside of me. I’ll cherish the memory. His love for me was easy to see and the way he looked at me made me feel… beautiful.

  After we slowly came together, we hopped into the shower, where I took Jackson in my mouth. His flavor is uniquely him, salty and earthy. I’m pretty sure I left him breathless this time, but then, turnabout is definitely fair play. I leave him in the shower and throw on some panties and the T-shirt he was wearing earlier. Then, I head into the kitchen and try and figure out what to make us for dinner. We’ve definitely worked up an appetite

  That thought makes me grin.

  I’m bent over in the fridge when the doorbell rings, I make my way to open the door and instantly see my brother.

  Crap.

  “Uhh. Hey Mike. Let me uhh. Just go get Jax.” I stumble over my words as he makes his way into the house and towards the barstools at the island. I refuse to look at him, and I can feel my face heat with embarrassment. My palms go sweaty with near panic.

  I practically run to Jackson, silently freaking the fuck out. Mike is going to lose his mind on Jackson. I don’t want his and Mike’s friendship to be broken apart, but in the same sense this past month has been amazing. We really needed that, and the ring on my finger solidifies that.

  “Jackson, oh God! We have a huge problem,” I cry. I run smack into him as he’s walking out of the closet, dressed in lounge pants and T-shirt. Even mid-freak-out I have to admit he looks so hot. He immediately brings me into his chest and kisses the top of my head.

  “What’s up?”

  “Umm. Jax, my brother is in the kitchen. He saw me, in your tee and I’m pretty sure he saw the rock on my finger.”

  “Yea, so what. I’ll deal with Mike. You stay here and please, for the love of Christ woman, don’t answer the door again, dressed like that.”

  “What wrong with how I’m dressed? I’m covered and—”

  He kisses me, stopping me from talking.

  “It shows off way too much of your legs. Those legs are meant for me and only me,” he growls out and then leans down to kiss me with just a hint of tongue.

  He walks out of the bedroom and I scramble to put on some shorts, I’m not covering my legs that much. Jackson is crazy if he thinks I’ll always wear pants. I change my top too, just a simple cotton tank and throw my hair up in a messy bun. Then, I slowly creep my way down the hall to see how it’s going between the two of them.

  “You motherfucking cocksucker!” Mike yells. “I told you my sister was off fucking limits!”

  “I get it Mike, I fucked up. We kept it a secret from you, but you have to know. I love Lynn. I have for quite some time, man. I tried to stay away from her, for you, but I couldn’t anymore Lynn is the one, brother. She’s meant for me.”

  “I don’t give a fuck if you love her. That’s my baby sister half-naked in just your shirt! And was that a fucking ring on her finger? How in the hell did that happen and you didn’t even bother to tell me?”

  “Mike, buddy—”

  “Just how long were you planning on not telling me you were sticking your dick into my sister?” He says as he throws a punch to Jackson’s jaw.

  I move then. I know that Jackson said he would handle this, but I can’t let this continue. I head straight toward Jackson, screaming for Mike to stop.

  “Don’t you fucking dare, Mike! You of all people know how much I’ve always wanted Jackson. You know I love him—that I’ve always loved him. This is bullshit, all because your ego can’t handle that your best friend and little sister are happy.” I’m exasperated when I’m through and Jackson takes that moment to bring me in closer to his side.

  “You know what? I don’t give a fuck, I’m fucking done. Thanks for lying to me,” he growls. Then, he slams the door as he walks out. The walls shake with the force of the crash, and I wince at how final his exit feels.

  “I’m so sorry Jackson, this is all my fault, if I didn’t push you to keep this a secret it probably wouldn’t have turned out this bad,” I cry into his chest, feeling as if all of this is my fault.

  He shushes me, bringing my gaze up to his. His finger under my chin, gently touching me.

  “No, baby. This would have happened no matter what. He would have been pissed regardless if we told him or not. He just needs some time to cool down.”

  “Yeah, like maybe a lifetime,” I whisper.

  “Nah, he’ll come around and if he doesn’t then we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.”

  16

  Jackson

  I hate that Lynn is so upset over this, I can see the sadness in her eyes when she doesn’t think I’m looking. I know it’s up to me to man up and go to Mike’s and smooth this shit over. If it was just me, I wouldn’t give a fuck. Mike is being an asshole. It’s not about me, however. It’s about Lynn and I’d do anything to make sure she’s happy.

  “Lynn, I’m going to the grocery store to pick up dinner, you want anything special?” I ask.

  “No, I’m good. Thank you though. I want to finish this article, so I can take a couple of days off and decompress with you, maybe go see you play this weekend.”

  I go to her and immediately take her into my arms and kiss her thoroughly. It makes me not want to leave, but I know I don’t have a choice. We’ll be making wedding plans soon and if I have my way, and I’m hoping by that time, Lynn will be round with my child.

  “Wow.” She says as we break apart.

  “I’ll be back soon. Love you, Baby.”

  “Love you, Jax.”

  Once I’m in my truck, I head straight to Mike’s house. I do my best to rein in my anger and try my best to p
ut a cap on it. I need to mend fences with Mike. I want my woman happy and that’s all that matters. I pull into Mike’s town home, praying to fuck I can patch shit up. I don’t care if he wants to be an ass to me. If he’s going to be like that? Then fuck it, a friendship will be over. I just want to make sure he makes things right with his sister. It will tear Lynn apart if he refuses to talk to her.

  I get out of my car, go up to his front porch and ring the doorbell.

  “Hold the fuck on,” I hear him growl through the door and I have to smile. That’s definitely classic Mike, using his favorite word. He opens the door and leaves it open while he walks away for me to follow him in.

  I tap down my aggravation and stop as he plops down on the couch.

  “Mike,” I mutter, knowing this could go sideways fast.

  “Jackson, say what you gotta say and then make like a tree and leave,” He rumbles out like a spoiled child being an asshole.

  “Fine. If that’s how you want to play this, I’ll say it. I love Lynn. You’ve known I wanted her for a long time now. Years even, it was no secret. Hasn’t been since that party when you warned me away from her. If you feel like you need to hate me, hate me. I don’t give a fuck. If I get Lynn out of this deal, then I’ll get down on my knees and thank the man upstairs, because she’s all I will ever want. But, damn it, man. Lynn doesn’t deserve to lose her brother because of this. Hell, Mike, you got to know this will tear her up if she has to pick over you. I don’t want that. It will kill me to watch her cry over you and all because you’re acting like some punk. Still, I’ll be there to pick up the pieces of her heart and hold her as she cries.”