Getting What He Wants

by Tory Baker

  “This is so fucked up. My sister deserves a man who will be good to her and put her first.”

  “I’ll do that. Jesus, do you think I would have done this, if I wasn’t planning on being the man that Lynn deserves?”

  “You’re on the road all the time, Jackson. You and I are grown men, and we both know what you get from all those baseball bitches that meet you in your hotel room. I don’t want that kind of shit touching my sister.”

  “Fuck you. If that’s what you think, you never knew me at all, motherfucker. Lynn is it for me, she’s all I will ever want. Ever.”

  “I don’t know what I think, Jackson. If you feel that way, then why keep it a secret? That’s just fucked, man.”

  “That was us, wanting time to be with each other, to be ourselves without everyone knowing. We wanted to make sure we were able to make it as a couple before we let the world know we were together.”

  “I can see that, it still sucks the way it all went down, Jackson,” he responds.

  “I’ll give you that, but Lynn is going to be my wife, it’d be a damn shame if our future children didn’t have an Uncle Mike around,” I tell him as I turn my back and head towards the front door. I’m going to leave him and let my words stew in his head for a bit. Maybe then he’ll pull his head out of his fucking ass.

  After I leave him, I make my way to the grocery store to pick up steak, potatoes, and things for a salad. Lynn has some work and she’s having a hard time on top of that. I’m going to cook her dinner and pamper her. My girl needs some spoiling.

  Maybe, I’ll open a bottle of wine after dinner and get the hot tub going on the back porch and we can relax. God knows I need it too. Not only have I been dealing with this crap with Mike, this weekend is going to be a hard one for me. I’ll be on the bench, sidelined during a big ass game and that’s never really happened to me before. I’m not sure how I feel about it, but there’s not much I can do.

  When I walk in the front door, I see Lynn working away on her laptop. Her long legs are stretched out on the ottoman. She has her reading glasses on and a pencil between her lips. She’s irresistible to me, especially when she’s in her own element.

  “Babe,” I call out to her as I head into the kitchen.

  “Yea, Honey.”

  “I got us some groceries and I’m gonna go light the grill. When you’re done, get your suit on. We’ll eat dinner on the porch, then get in the hot tub.” I’m smirking to myself. I know what we’ll be doing in that hot tub tonight. I’m already imagining seeing her all glistening and wet while I fuck her and see her tits bounce up and down.

  Fuck, yes.

  17

  Lynn

  I wrap up my work and get ready to meet Jackson on the back patio, I decide to throw on the hot pink bikini I wore at the Fourth of July party when I was seventeen.

  Something to tease him with.

  I grab two bath towels, and then make my way to the back porch. When I get there, dinner has already been plated. He’s sitting there waiting for me and suddenly I’m ravenous and not just for dinner.

  “Thanks, Honey. Dinner looks delicious,” I tell him with a smile, as I round the table and sit down next to him. Jackson drags my chair closer to him, then grabs one of my legs to lay on top of his lap. Immediately he starts lazily dragging his fingers back and forth across my thighs.

  “Welcome, Babe. Least I could do while you were working.” Looking towards him I see his dimple and I can’t help but lean over and kiss him there.

  We quietly eat our dinner, and when we’re done, both of us are ready to relax in the hot tub. I’m slowly finishing my wine when Jackson stands up and grabs me by the waist, lifting me up. I wrap my legs around him as he takes us to the hot tub. I slowly slide down and turn around to climb up the steps to get in when he smacks my ass.

  I moan Jackson’s name and it entices him to smack my other cheek next. I turn around and give him a saucy grin, then make my way towards the water. I slowly untie the strings of my top, while looking over my shoulder at him. After I’ve taken it off, I throw it back at him, laughing. Jackson comes barreling in and is standing right behind me. He presses his hard cock against my ass, as he wraps his hands around me and up to my breasts. I lean my head back against his chest and moan out as he pinches and pulls at my nipples.

  I put my arm behind me and reach my hands into his swim trunks, grasping his hard dick. I slowly stroke it as he slides his hand to my thighs and pulls the strings of my bikini bottom. It’s not long until I’m completely naked and he’s ripped his trunks off.

  His arms are forcefully holding me in place, his front pressing against my back. He doesn’t let me turn around, Jackson has completely taken control now. I feel his finger drift between the cleft of my ass, teasing the small entrance there. The tips of his fingers press against it and I gasp at the message he’s sending.

  “Soon,” I think I hear him groan. It’s hard to tell over the pounding of my heart that’s blasting in my ears.

  Then, his hand slides between my legs, honing in on the entrance to my pussy. I push back against his cock as his fingers thrust deep inside of me.

  “Dripping for me, Lynnie. You want my cock now?” he growls and I tremble. This is a different side to Jackson and one I hope I always see.

  “Yes,” I whimper as he continues fucking me with his fingers.

  “Yes, what?”

  “Yes, please,” I whisper, instinctively knowing what he wants. He wants me to beg for it and I will, as long as he never stops, I’ll give him anything he wants.

  “I don’t know,” he whispers. “Do you think I should give you my cock, baby?”

  “If you don’t hurry I’m going to come, Jackson,” I warn him, my body grinding against him now, his cock feeling so wickedly delicious, pressed against my ass.

  “The hell you will,” he mutters, biting on my shoulder, causing my whole body to jerk in reaction. “You won’t come Lynnie, not until I tell you that you can,” he orders. I’m so wet, I can hear the sounds of him fuckin me with his fingers. “Do you understand me?” he asks in my ear, right before he captures the lobe between his teeth and sucks it into his mouth, soothing the burn he caused.

  “Yes… please, Jackson. I need your cock inside of me so bad,” I beg. My body begins to rock and my pussy is feeling so empty—even with Jackson’s fingers buried inside of me. I whimper as his fingers leave me, but I needn’t worry. Next, Jackson thrusts his cock hard inside of me, going so deep that it’s almost painful—but deliciously so. He holds onto my hips as he rides me hard, slamming into me and withdrawing, taking what we both want him to have. I can do nothing but surrender to him, and hold on for dear life.

  “Jackson,” I whimper, being fucked so hard that I’m not sure I’ll survive.

  I love it.

  “That’s it Baby, give yourself to me,” Jackson croons.

  “I’m going to come, Jackson,” I warn him. “I’m trying to be good for you, but I can’t hold back much longer.”

  “Then come for me, Lynnie. Come for me,” Jackson urges, biting into my shoulder again, this time more painful and in a way that I know he’s marking me. Knowing he’s doing that, combined with the pleasure and the sting of pain, I’m sent over the edge, and my orgasm hurls through me hard and fast. Jackson follows me just a minute later, and I swear I can feel his cum jet into me, hearing his groan of pleasure sends me into a second orgasm, my body jerking and moving in a broken rhythm with him.

  “Damn, Baby. It gets better each and every time,” I hear him say as I call out his name and ride out my pleasure.

  Once our breathing has returned to normal levels, I sit on his lap. His dick is still half hard and if I wasn’t worn out I’d slide him back inside. Jackson lazily plays with the ends of my hair and shocks me with his next question.

  “How many children do you want, Lynn?”

  “Well, that may be a moot point now. You know since we’ve been humping like bunny rabbits and all. I very well
could be pregnant now, Jax.”

  “Amuse me, Babe.”

  “I’d like two or three. I want to be able to work from home and still take care of our children and our home. I know you said baseball is going to be slowing down for you soon, but whatever you decide to do next will be great too.”

  “I can see that, I hope there’s one growing inside you now. I need the world to know, I’m the lucky bastard with the beautiful woman,” he says as he holds my lower stomach.

  “Jax.” I whimper as tears gather in my eyes. “The world has always known I’m yours.”

  “Damn, Baby,” he whispers, kissing the side of my face. “There you go hitting straight to my heart. Every fucking time.”

  18

  Jackson

  It’s four weeks later and we’re into the busy part of my schedule. Lynn is up above the dugout waiting for me to pitch this inning. I love having her here, and it’s happening often. She’s changed things around so that she is working locally more often and she’s doing a lot of her work from home now, too. A home, I’ve officially moved her into. She’s slowly bringing her touches into the house. Throw pillows, blankets, and her stacks of books are piling in nooks and corners. Her last place was mainly used for storage to keep her mementos she picked up along the way. Seeing her things under my roof, knowing she feels comfortable and like she belongs there, makes my chest ache in the best possible way. I’ve never had a place feel like a home before—not before Lynn.

  I head out to the mound and when I look back, Lynn is blowing me a kiss. The jumbotron sees it and zooms in on her. I wink, and I see she’s blushing that she was caught. I love seeing her blush.

  I get into the game and it’s not too far into the inning before my shoulder is hurting like a motherfucker. Coach comes out to the mound and I know, as sure as I’m standing here that my retirement is coming faster than the season is closing. It fucking sucks. I know my baseball career has been great and this is just another stepping stone. Still, I would have liked to have finished out the season.

  “How ya’ doin’ boy?” he asks. Coach is probably one of the few men who can get by with calling me a boy and it feel natural. I frown, moving my arm, rotating my shoulder and he sees me wince. “Come on, son. It’s not worth going backwards in your progress when we can put Tony in.”

  “Yea, Coach. Call him in,” I tell him, the sentence distasteful on my tongue. I don’t like it—not at all.

  I wait for Tony to make it to the mound and pass off the baseball. This is it for me, I’m handing over the ball and I’m going to see if I can coach. I have some connections and I think I’d enjoy it. My goal is to find a local college team and try to keep myself close to home.

  Lynn hasn’t realized it yet, but I’ve noticed the subtle changes in her. Her breasts are tender, she’s sleeping more, and she’s always ravenous in bed, even more so than she was before, needless to say my dick hasn’t caught a break. Not that either of us is complaining for that matter—my dick is as happy as I am about that particular change.

  We finish the game with a win and when I head out of the locker room, there’s my woman waiting for me.

  “Hey, Slugger.” She says and comes up on her toes to meet me with a kiss.

  “Babe,” I mumble into her kiss.

  “So, I think we may have a lot to talk about when we get home. Seems, like you have news and well, I may have some of my own too.” She winks as she walks in front of me, leading me to the car.

  I shake my head, already knowing her news. I’m pretty sure she knows mine too, but it’ll feel better to actually come out and say it and see where we’ll both go from here. I know as long as she’s by my side. There’s nothing I can’t do.

  19

  Lynn

  Who knew, it would only take Jackson two months to knock me up. He must have super sperm or something. I finally took a pregnancy test this morning, after I dropped him off at the field to get ready for the game. I knew immediately how I wanted to tell him. I have it all set up for when we get home too.

  We walk in the door and he sees the present I left on the counter for him. After seeing him getting pulled from the mound today, I’m hoping this news will make him happy.

  “What’s this, Babe?” he asks.

  “Open it and see.” I smile as I tell him. He’s always loved baseball. There’s no denying that. So, I got a small baseball jersey made and, on the back, it says “Little Slugger” he opens the package and I can see the wetness in his eyes. He knows what it means and to see this big, tough, alpha-male go weak over the fact we’re having a baby… it means everything to me.

  “Lynnie, Baby.” He goes to his knees right in front of me and lifts my shirt up and he talks to my stomach. It has to be the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I bring my hand down and ruffle my fingers in his hair as I listen to him talk to our child. “I’m going to love you with every ounce of my being, little one. Can’t wait till I see you grow in your mommy’s belly, to hold you, to watch you go through all the stages of life, and one day see you become an adult.” Once he finishes his statement and kisses my stomach, he stands up and wraps me in his arms. “I love you so much, Lynn. I’ll remember this day as one of the best in my life, forever. You’ve given me the greatest gift a man could ask for, Baby.” He’s holding my neck and has to dip down to look into my eyes as he speaks.

  “I love you, Jackson.” I initiate a soul searing kiss and the ringing of the doorbell interrupts us.

  “Damn it, don’t they know I need to fuck my woman,” he grumbles as he arranges his hard cock through his pants. I giggle and he growls playfully before going to answer the door—making me laugh harder. He looks back and says, “Just you wait, I’ll make you wait to come until I’m damn good and ready,” I shut up instantly.

  I round the corner to see who’s at the door, when I hear Jax say, “Hey, Mike. Damn good to see you man.”

  “Hey Jackson, is this a good time?” Mike asks.

  “Yea, we just got home. Lynn, Baby. Your brother is here.”

  “Hey.” I reply as I go to Jackson’s side. I’m nervous, but I just keep reminding myself that no matter what, Jackson and I will be together and happy. My brother loves me and eventually he’ll come around—he doesn’t have a choice.

  “I just wanted to come and apologize. I realize I fucked up and I have no right to act that way towards you or my best friend. I’ve always worried about you Ly Ly. I’ve always just wanted the best for you, but after seeing you and Jackson on television today. It’s plain that you two really care about each other and you’re happy. I just… yea, I was a dick and I’m sorry,” he says as he rubs the back of his neck.

  I let out a cry and hug my brother close. I love him, even if he can be a big dummy. This was the only thing that was keeping me from being completely happy.

  “Thanks man. I appreciate it,” I hear Jackson say and I pull back from him, smiling at my man. “You want to come in for a beer?” he asks Mike putting his arm around me, pulling my body close. I love my man. Jackson, won’t hold a grudge against Mike. They’ve been friends for too long to let Mike’s mouth cause problems. And honestly, I love my brother but he’s a hot head. One trait I’m glad I don’t carry in our family gene pool.

  “Yea, I can hang around for a few.”

  “Mike. I love you, you know that? I know you’ve always looked out for me and I appreciate it. Jackson, though… he’s the real deal. We both want you around, especially to be an uncle to our child,” I tell my brother, sharing our news, but making it clear that I have complete faith in my soon-to-be husband.

  “Fuck, really? A baby. Damn, you don’t fuck around, do you?” he asks, with a chuckle.

  “Naw, man. I’ve always known she was the one for me,” Jackson replies. “I love her, man.”

  “Congrats guys.”

  Mike comes right to me and hugs me. He ruffles my hair like he used to when we were kids and gives me that same grin I’ve always loved. He will shower my ch
ild with the same affection, and I’m so glad.

  20

  Jackson

  It’s two months later and we are getting married. Lynn wants a simple wedding. Just the two of us, so we set off for Hawaii and spend two weeks on our honeymoon. I can honestly say I can’t keep my hands off her. There is no way, when all she’s wearing are little bikinis and we have a little cabana to ourselves that we barely leave. If she wasn’t already pregnant, she definitely would be by the end of this trip.

  I walk to the front porch of our cabana and see her sleeping in the hammock, her hand curling over her slightly rounded stomach, as though she’s protecting our child, even in her sleep. I stop and grab my phone to take a quick picture, wanting to always have this memory with me. At the sound of the shutter going off, her eyes slowly open and I’m graced with the sweetest smile. She’s happy. It makes me want to thump my chest that I could give her this smile, that I’m the man she looks to, to give her joy.

  Even though, I’m no longer playing baseball and am technically unemployed, I already have a stack of colleges that are ready for me to start when the new semester comes along. I’ll sit down with Lynn and go through options and get that sorted out soon, but right now spending time and enjoying each other is number one on my list.

  “Hey, Honey,” she whispers huskily, her voice thick with sleep.

  “Hey, Babe. Take a good nap?”

  “Yea, somebody wore me out this morning.”

  I can tell she’s being saucy. Considering I was the one that was woken up with her riding my dick. Still, after I enjoyed the show she gave me, I immediately flipped her over onto her back and fucked her until we both came.

  “Sure about that?” I ask. “That’s not exactly how I remember it.”