Her Rough Mechanic

by Jagger Cole

  “You’re so fucking beautiful,” I groan. I lower my lips to hers, and she kisses me eagerly. “Last chance to tell me no, sweetheart,” I growl against her lips. “Tell me you don’t want this, or you’re not ready, and this stops right here. But if you want to keep going—”

  “I want to keep going,” she blurts out. “I want it all, Rowan.”

  “You can only give this away once, baby girl,” I whisper softly. “It’d be my honor to take it, but I’m sure as hell not gonna force it.”

  Annabelle shakes her head, and her hands slide up my forearms as I hold myself above her. “I want it to be you. Maybe that’s reckless, but I want it to be you. I want you to have all of me.”

  I groan as my lips find hers again, and I kiss her deeply as I push between her legs. My big cock-head slips over her dripping wet lips, and she gasps. My abs clench as I ease into her, and her pussy slowly opens for me. I can feel her silky, swollen lips part around my head and swallow me in, and I keep going. Pleasure invades my senses as the head of my cock is slowly swallowed up by the most incredible feeling I’ve ever felt. No other woman has ever left much of an impression on me in the past. It only takes one second of sliding my cock into the tightness of Annabelle’s pussy for me to forget anything I’ve ever felt before.

  I push until I can feel the pressure of her virginity stopping me. I hold her gaze with mine and cup her cheek with one hand. The other moves to her hip, and I hold her tight and look her right in the eye as I flex and then push through. Annabelle whimpers, and her pussy tightens like a vice around me. But I kiss her deeply and just hold myself inside until she slowly gets used to the feel of me.

  “Keep going,” she whispers. And who am I to deny a lady’s request. I groan, and every muscle in my body tightens and clenches as I push deeper. Slowly, inch after inch of my thick dick slides into her willing pussy. Her eyes grow wide, and she starts to moan at the size of me, until finally I’m all the way inside with my balls resting against her ass.

  “You’re all mine now,” I growl as I kiss her. I slide out, and I love the way she wraps her legs around me, like she wants to trap me there. I slide all the way out and reach down to wrap my fist around my cock. I stroke myself as I rub my head over her clit, making her whimper in pleasure. I slip my head back inside, and I growl as I thrust all the way back in. Annabelle moans and grabs my biceps. She drops her head back, her long chestnuts hair fanned across my bed looking like a damn angel. Her chest rises, her dusky nipples thrust high and erect as I start to drive in and out of her pussy.

  My hand tightens on her hip as I sink my cock into her tight little pussy over and over again. I plunge deep, making her cry out in pleasure. The sound of her moans is like gasoline on my fire, and it gets the animal in me roaring for more. I grunt as I pull out and then plunge back in. My pace increases with my intensity, until I’m not holding back at all. I plow into her, fucking her deep and hard until suddenly I feel her clench tightly around me. Annabelle moans loudly, and her fingernails dig into my arms as she comes for me. Her pussy clamps tight around my girth, and I can feel her flooding my dick with her cream. But I’m just getting started.

  I pull out and flip her over. Annabelle moans a deep, guttural moan of pleasure as I get her up on her knees with her face buried in my sheets. I stroke my throbbing hard cock and line up with her swollen, freshly fucked pussy. I keep one hand on her ass as I sink the head into her pretty pussy and plunge all the way inside with one thrust. I growl loudly, and my hand grabs up a handful of her hair. I tug it, and Annabelle begins to moan unlike anything I’ve heard from her yet. I groan to myself as I feel her pussy clenching tight around my cock; oh, she likes it like that. She likes it dirty—from behind, one hand gripping her ass and the other pulling her hair.

  The tenderness I had before with taking her virginity is gone, and I start to fuck her like a bad girl. I tug on her hair hard, making her scream in pleasure as my hips slam against her ass. My big dick plunges into her tight pussy again and again, and I can feel her cream leaking all over me until we’re both glistening with it. My muscles clench as I fuck her hard. Now, I’m like a beast, and I’ll stop at nothing until I fill her with my seed.

  My hips slam against her ass, and her little body wriggles on my fat cock. My thumb slides down the center of her cheeks until I find her little hole, and I push inside. She moans a guttural cry of pleasure as I fill her asshole with my thumb, and I can feel her pussy get even fucking tighter around my cock. I pull her hair again, pulling her up until she’s gripping the headboard with her hands as she thrusts her ass back to meet me. I ride that ass hard, fucking her with wild abandon until I feel her start to tighten even more. She squeals in pleasure as she comes again for me. Her pussy floods my cock and balls with her cream, and as she moans my name, I lose control.

  I roar her name and push my cock as deep as I can as I start to come. Hot ropes of my release fill her little pussy, making a fucking mess of her as it drips down her legs. I stay right there inside of her, my cock pulsing and pumping cum into her tight little body as I hold her in place.

  I was lost the second I saw her. But now, it’s hopelessly so.

  9

  Annabelle

  I wake up with a startling feeling. For a minute, I freak out not knowing where the hell I am, but it quickly comes back to me. And when it does, I start to smile widely. I sink into the cozy sheets and blankets surrounding me as everything from the night before begins to filter back into my sleepy brain. I feel a soreness between my legs but knowing why I’m feeling that way makes it worth it.

  I know plenty of girls who always imagined how their first time would be. But most of those girls actually ended up losing their virginity in backseats and in spare bedrooms at parties to totally lame guys, and all had a pretty terrible time. I never did imagine how I’d lose mine, but I know now there’s no way I could top last night. Maybe it’s that Rowan is so gorgeous, and so much older, and maybe even a little dangerous with the tattoos and the darkness in his eyes. After all, when you boil it down, he’s really just a stranger to me.

  I tremble as I think about the way he touched me and made me scream in pleasure. I effectively lost my virginity to a stranger last night, but I know it wasn’t anything like the girls I know who lost it at parties to frat boys or rich assholes. But even if I don’t really know Rowan, I know last night was a far, far cry from the bad times those girls had with losing their v-cards to one-night stands. Even besides the fact that my first-time having sex felt amazing, I know there’s something deeper with Rowan.

  I simmer in my morning after glow before I start to wake a little more and realize I’m alone. I turn quickly and frown when I see the big king-sized bed is empty besides me. My face falls, and I sit up with a worried feeling in my stomach. But suddenly, the bedroom door opens, and Rowan walks in. My face lights up when I see him, and when my eyes drop to the two steaming mugs he’s holding, I groan.

  “Is that coffee?”

  “Hell yeah,” he says with a quiet laugh. He’s just in jeans, and I blush as my eyes sweep over the hard, tattooed muscles of his torso rippling as he walks over to the bed. “Sorry. Didn’t want you to wake up alone.”

  “It’s okay,” I whisper. I know I’m blushing like a schoolgirl, and I feel like a total geek until he leans in and kisses me deeply.

  “I’m usually up pretty early,” he shrugs. “Blame the Marines I guess.”

  “You were a Marine?”

  “Well, you’re always a Marine,” he says with a grin. “But yeah. Five tours across Afghanistan and Iraq.” My hand finds his, and our fingers lace. He hands me the coffee, and I take it with my free hand, bringing it to my lips and sighing happily as the scent hits my nose.

  “That must have been really hard,” I squeeze his hand, but he just shrugs.

  “War is hell, but I had some good guys who had my back. Actually, two of them live local. Carter does private security now, and Joaquin actually works for me at the shop.”r />
  “Must help to have people who understand what it was like over there nearby.” Rowan smiles curiously at me and shakes his head, and I smile back. “What?”

  “Nothing,” he chuckles. “You’re just… you’re older inside than you let on.”

  I grin as the heat flushes my face. “I guess I’m just full of surprises.”

  “Good,” he growls. “I’m going to enjoy figuring them all out.”

  “You’ve got a good start.” I look into his eyes, feeling the heat spread through me. “About last night…” I feel my face burn, like I’m still a blushing schoolgirl and not a woman now, thanks to him. Rowan suddenly looks concerned.

  “Fuck, Anna, I shouldn’t have—”

  He stops short when I take one of his hands in both of mine. I slowly shake my head. “Last night was the most amazing thing ever. What I was going to say is thank you for…” I shake my head again. “For making it perfect.”

  “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

  Okay, now I’m seriously blushing. “I’m a little sore today.” He frowns, but I stop him by leaning in and kissing him softly. “But in a very, very good way. I mean it. That was perfect. I’ve never…” My cheeks burn hot. “I’ve never come like that before. I think you just set the bar pretty high.”

  Rowan laughs. “Good. I enjoy outdoing myself.” I smile broadly as he kisses me again. “I need to head into the shop just for a few hours today. You can stay here. In fact, I’m insisting you stay here after what happened with those assholes last night.” He scowls. “You said it had to do with your father?”

  “Sort of. They said they wanted to send him a message about his stance on crime.”

  Rowan’s scowl deepens and he bares his teeth. “Fucking cowards. You’re staying here until I get back.”

  It’s a little bossy, but I also kind of like it. It’s demanding, but I can feel that it’s coming from a good place. One where he wants to protect me and keep me safe.

  “Don’t supposed you know how to use a gun, do you?”

  I shake my head. “You suppose right.”

  He frowns. “Fuck it, I’m closing the shop today.”

  “No, you’ve got a business to run.” I squeeze his hand. “I’ll be fine here, really. I mean you live out in the middle of nowhere, and I don’t even have my phone anymore, in case it was bugged or whatever. Rowan, I’ll be fine.”

  His jaw grinds. “The only business I had today was fixing your car.”

  “So I can get out of here?”

  I say it sarcastically, but Rowan’s face hardens. “Or I could just never fix it and keep you here forever.” I gasp as he suddenly pulls me close and kisses me deeply and hard. “Alright, I give in. I’ll go in for a bit and open up the shop. Joaquin and Levi can run things later in the day. I’ll be back before lunch.”

  He helps me from the bed, and I slip on my panties and just my tank top before I follow him out to the kitchen area. I drink more of the hot, wonderful coffee and lean against the counter as Rowan laces up his boots.

  “You’re really going to be okay here?”

  I nod. “Yeah, honestly.

  “Just lay low. You’re in L.A., after all. If anyone but me drives up here, you stay out of sight. Understand?”

  Again, it’s bossy, but again, I kind of like it. Him taking charge actually gets me a little excited, and I feel a heat pulse through my core as I nod. “Understood.”

  “Good girl.”

  Fuck, it’s so hot when he says it. No guy has ever spoken like that to me, and it’s like he’s hit the “on” button for my arousal. He holds my gaze as he walks over to me, but it’s more like a predator stalking as he steps close. He plucks the coffee mug from my hand and puts it on the kitchen counter, and then his hands circle my waist.

  “It’s hard to leave you, you know,” he growls. He leans close and kisses me, and I moan softly into his mouth. He presses harder into me, growling deeply in his chest as his body pins me against the countertop. My pulse begins to quicken, and my panties begin to grow wetter as the big, rough mechanic kisses me deeper. His grip tightens on me, and when he grinds against me, I moan as I feel his thick cock rub me through his jeans.

  “Very, very hard to leave you.” He groans, and suddenly he’s grabbing my ass and picking me up. I moan as he sits me on the counter, and I cup his face in my hands as our kiss grows hotter and deeper. Rowan grunts and pulls away just enough to yank his t-shirt off, and I whimper as my hands move to slide over his bare, muscled chest. His lips find mine again, and his big hands slide over my waist until he’s teasing the edge of my panties.

  One thick finger slips under them and then down my inner thigh. His knuckle brushes my wet, eager pussy, and I gasp into his mouth. Rowan’s other hand undoes his jeans, and I moan when I feel his big, hard, hot cock slap my thigh. His finger inside my panties tugs them to the side, and suddenly, that big cock-head is slipping through my wet lips. I gasp as he slides in, grunting in pleasure and kissing me deeply.

  “Fucking hell, Anna,” he growls. “I can’t fucking get enough of you.”

  “Then don’t,” I gasp, I pull my tank top off and throw it aside. Our bodies come together again, and I shiver at the feel of my nipples rubbing over his rock-hard muscles. Rowan grips my ass tightly in his big hands and starts to fuck me hard and deep, and it feels wild and out of control. I’m so wet that all I can do is hold on to him tight and kiss him deeply as he plunges in and out of me.

  His thick cock drives into me, making me moan in pleasure as he fills me entirely. I can feel my tight pussy clenching around his size, and my clit grinding against him with every thrust. His muscles clench and ripple against me, and my legs wrap tight around him as he fucks me hard and deep. Rowan’s mouth kisses lower to my neck, sucking hard enough to leave bruises across my skin. And I love that he’s marking me, like a visual claim that I’m his and his only.

  Rowan groans as his hands grip me tight, and his thick dick drives into me over and over. I whimper in pleasure and bite his ear, feeling my orgasm about to explode through me. I want to tell him how close I am, but all I can do is moan and cling to him as he plunges into me again and again. My legs tighten, and my eyes close as the pleasure burns hot, and he knows I’m going to come.

  “Come on my cock,” he growls. “Come for my big cock, Anna.”

  He thrusts and grinds deep, and suddenly, I’m coming. I cry out and hold him tight, and my legs clench around his waist as the orgasm slams into me. Rowan growls deeply, and he just keeps fucking my pussy until he suddenly clenches too. He pulls out and wraps a hand around his cock, and I moan as he starts to come. Thick white arcs of cum splatter across my belly and my pussy, dripping obscenely down my skin and making a mess of my panties. He pushes his cock back in, and I gasp as I feel more of his cum pulsing into me. He slides all the way into me, and I moan as our lips come together.

  “Fuck, Anna,” he groans.

  “I thought you had to go to work,” I tease.

  “You ever want that to happen, you need to wear more than bra-less tank tops and little pink panties, you little fucking tease,” he growls in response. He slowly pulls away from me and helps me down from the counter.

  “I think I’ll be using that shower of yours again.”

  He laughs darkly and kisses me again before he heads back to his bedroom. He comes back a minute later regrettably wearing a shirt, and with something in his hands.

  “Here, take this.” He passes me a cheap looking flip-phone. “It’s a prepaid piece of shit, but I know it’s clean. I’ll call or text you on that.” He sighs. “Shit, I do need to get to the shop.”

  “Go,” I playfully push him. “Honestly, I’ll be fine here.”

  “Anyone but me drives up here…”

  “I’ll run and hide, I swear.”

  Rowan smiles and pulls me against his body. He leans in to kiss me again before he sighs and pulls back. “Alright, I’m going.”

  I walk him to the front door and l
ean against the doorframe as he hops in pickup truck and starts it up. Still in my soaked panties, I smile and wave dramatically. “Byyyye dear! Dinner will be ready when you get home from the office!”

  Rowan laughs as he hangs out of the window of the truck. “You make the hottest Mrs. Beaver ever, you know.”

  I laugh and blow him a kiss before he heads down the long dusty drive and out of sight.

  After another rinse off in his outdoor shower, I put on some clean cutoffs and a t-shirt. And then, I start to poke around. I’m not snooping, or at least, I tell myself I’m not. But mostly, I’m just curious about the man who’s managed to sweep me off my feet. Nothing weird turns up, and I end up pouring myself some more coffee and sitting out on his deck to just enjoy where I am. Honestly, it’s beautiful out here, too. I’ve never pictured myself actually liking the desert, or anywhere that wasn’t a major metropolitan center, either. But the peace I feel out here is like nothing I’ve ever felt. It’s removed out here, and there’s none of the bullshit I’m used to. And trust me, that’s a good thing.

  I’m still sipping the last of my coffee when I spot the cloud of dust coming around the bend from the main road. I tense, and fear erupts inside of me. But then, I spot the lights on top of the car. I squint, and I can suddenly make out “Silvervale Sheriff” on the side of the car. I let out a sigh of relief and head back into the house and to the front door.

  “Howdy!” Chief Creesh steps out of his squad car and smiles at me as I wave curiously. “I thought you might be out here.”

  “Yeah, Rowan is letting me stay.” I frown. “Were you looking for me or something?”