by Cole, Aria
“Yes…yes, yes, yes.” She worked her hips against mine, just as frantic for me as I was for her.
“Say it. Tell me, Sadie.”
“I needed you. I need you. Every day, oh God,” she moaned as I yanked her legs in front of me, sinking one of her sweet toes into my mouth and sucking. She breathed, “I need you to do this every night.”
“My pleasure, pretty girl.” I held her ankle at my shoulder, using the new angle to fuck her harder, deeper.
“Jesus, I can’t, everything is so… I think I’m going to—” Her words split off as shards of pleasure sliced through her body. She came undone around my dick, her body shuddering, her face twisted in gorgeous passion as she rode her orgasm against me.
“Fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” I hissed as my own release pummeled through my gut, sending a spray of hot cum deep inside her. “God yesssss,” I hissed, pulling me cock from her body and sliding a hand between her pussy lips. “You’re covered in my cum,” I ground out, sliding two fingers inside her, pushing my cum back into her body. “I want it coating your cunt, right where it belongs.”
“Oh…” Sadie sucked in a ragged breath of air. “Jackson…”
“Did I fuck you speechless?” I asked, tucking my dick back into my jeans and lifting her into my arms. Her body was limp, like a rag doll. I’d fucked her straight over the edge. “Takin’ you home, sweetheart.” I placed a reverent kiss on her forehead. “I want you in my arms all night tonight.”
SEVEN
Sadie
I spent the weekend holed up at Jackson’s house, in his bed, mostly naked.
Our loving was passionate, all-consuming, thrilling. The way my body burned for him was uncontrollable, the way my heart fluttered when he placed a hand at my back when we’d gone out for lunch, or when he’d brought me breakfast in bed Sunday morning, left me feeling so protected, safe, cared for.
On Monday morning he brought me to my apartment for a change of clothes, waited while I changed, then drove us to the garage for work. Like we’d settle into some comforting routine already, I found myself wondering what a future with Jackson would look like. We could do just this…roll around in bed all night together, go to work in the mornings, spend our weekends fixing up old cars. As simple as it sounded, that was my dream. A life with him suddenly felt possible.
Jackson whipped into the parking lot at Fox Motors, eyes cutting to mine as he parked. “Ready to get dirty?”
“Always.” I grinned, about to step out of the car when he pulled me across the seat, smashing his lips against mine in a possessive kiss.
“Gonna be torture not putting my hands on you today,” he gruffed in my ear, his tongue flicking against the lobe and sending me into a lusty haze. “Think it’s time you just moved in with me. I want to know you’ll be in my bed every night.”
My heart slammed to a halt at his words. “M-move in with you?”
His lips turned up as he watched me. “Yeah…I want you at my place.”
“Jackson, it’s only been a few weeks!”
“Don’t give a shit how long it’s been. I’ve never had a woman at my house before, Sadie. You’re the only woman that’s been in my bed. I’ve never felt this way about anyone. Damn if I’m going to let it go…or let you prance all over town in dresses that reveal too much of what’s mine.”
His eyes swallowed up the contours of my body, his hands coming to rest at my cheeks. He kissed me long and slow, emotion and sensation overwhelming every part of me.
“Say yes,” he ordered.
“I…”
His hand slipped between my thighs, rubbing against the seam of my jeans in slow, agonizing strokes. “Say yes, Sadie.”
Warning laced his voice, and a flood of arousal dampened my thighs when I thought about the punishment he might dole out if I said no.
But I didn’t want to say no.
I wanted to start my life with Jackson, and I wanted to start it now.
“Sadie?” The word was breathed in my ear.
“Yes,” I said in a rush. “Yes, I want to be in your arms every night. I want your kisses every morning.”
“Mm…” His fingers sped at my crotch, finding the hot little button that burned for him. “That’s my girl.”
His teeth dragged over the shell of my ear, and before I could stop it an orgasm spiked through my body. “Oh God.”
I clutched at his taut forearm, riding the wave of his hand between my thighs.
“You’re gonna get way more than just my kisses every morning.” He dusted his lips across my neck, landing at my lips, plunging his tongue past the seam.
“I hope I get a few more spankings,” I teased. “I almost said no just for the punishment.”
His sexy laugh filled the car. “I guarantee you’ll get a few more of those—you’re too damn stubborn to do what I say all the time.”
I shook my head, waiting for him to come around the car and open the door, something he insisted on doing. Ever the gentleman, even if he had just worked me up into a frenzy with his fingers.
“You need any help today?” He laced his fingers through mine when I stood from the car.
“No, just some oil changes, replacing the calipers on a pickup this afternoon.” We walked across the parking lot to the office door.
“Let me know if you need anything.” He paused, placing a kiss on my lips. “Have a good day.”
“You too, handsome.” I grinned when he turned, stepping through the office door.
“Looks like someone’s bangin’ the boss. That against policy or somethin’?” Tom, a new hire, came out of the first bay of the shop.
I narrowed my eyes, not liking the way he was leering at me. He took a step closer, eyes zoned in on my chest. “Can’t say I blame him for takin’ you for a ride.”
“What the fuck did you just say?” Jackson was out of the office door, leaving it groaning on its hinges as he crossed the space separating him and Tom in a few strides. He fisted his shirt collar, holding him in a vise grip. “Say that again.”
Tom’s eyes were wide, his hands clutching at Jackson’s arm, shaking his head violently.
“You’re fired. Get out of here.” Jackson let him go with a shove, sending Tom flying backwards behind him to land in a heap on the concrete.
“Jackson—” I rushed to his side, not sure what to do.
“If I ever see you again I’ll shove my fist through your face so many times even your mama won’t recognize it.”
Tom nodded, eyes never leaving Jackson’s before he stood, tossing his oil rag on the ground and heading for his truck.
“I had a bad feeling about that guy the minute I hired him.”
“You didn’t have to—”
“Damn fucking right I did. Don’t need a guy like that working here.” Jackson’s eyes landed on me for the first time. “You’re safe here, sweetheart.”
Jackson pulled me into his arms, my hands locking behind his waist instantly as I nuzzled into his chest. Tears pulled at my eyelids. “You’re my hero.”
“Ah, baby. What kind of man would I be if I didn’t defend your honor?”
I think that was the moment I fell hard and fast for Jackson Fox. He took care of me like a man was meant to take care of a woman. With Jackson, I would never have to wonder if I was special. He showed me I was, every single day.
EIGHT
Jackson
Fire chugged through my veins as I fingered the little hunk of metal tucked into the pocket of my jeans. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, couldn't believe I was choking on the words, couldn’t believe I’d finally found the woman who made me wanna say the words. And after that asshole Tom had said that shit to her, I’d known I needed to take action.
Once I knew I wanted something, I never hesitated. It was part of the reason I counted myself a success in business, and the very reason I was going to get the girl. My girl.
Moving her into my place was only the first step.
I groaned when Sadie bent
over the hood of the Blue Devil, the ’67 Mustang she and I both loved so much. She’d been coming home with me every night for the last few weeks, and we already had most of her things moved into my place. I took over the rent payments on her apartment, waiting until the lease was up so her roommate could then decide what she wanted to do. I’d told her she was welcome to stay. I’d pay half the rent forever. I just wanted Sadie in my home, in my bed, in my life, now.
“I think it’s good.” Sadie closed the hood, glancing across the garage at me with a smile.
“You wanna take it for a spin?” I tossed the keys in her direction.
“Me? Drive? No way, this is your baby.” She shook her head, tossing the keys back.
I caught them, then crossed the distance to her, pushing the keys back into her hands.
“I want you to drive it first.”
One eyebrow arched up adorably. I smoothed it with the pad of my thumb, swatting her on the ass. “Let’s go, sweetheart. Ain’t got all day.”
She huffed when I walked around the car, opening the door to slide into the passenger seat.
“You’re sure? You’re gonna let me drive the Blue Devil?”
“I’m gonna make you do more than that in it.” I winked, my dick already twitching to life with the dirty things I had planned for her in this car. On this car. Against this car.
“’Kay, but I’ll warn you, I’ve got a lead foot.” She winked. A laugh barreled from my gut as she slid behind the wheel.
“What’s that?” She cocked her head to the bag in the backseat.
“Brought a few things, just in case you get us lost.”
“You’re such a smartass, Fox.”
“And you’ve got a great ass.” I grinned, loving the way her cheeks flushed when I said something she didn’t expect.
“If I get us lost, would that earn me a spanking?” She glanced over hopefully.
I laughed again, sliding a hand up her thigh and squeezing. “You want me to spank you that bad, all you’ve got to do is ask.”
“Ask?” She shot me a sassy grin. “Or beg?”
“Beg…” I slid a hand between her legs. “I like the sound of you begging.”
Her nipples pebbled under the soft fabric of her T-shirt. “You’re a horny little devil for me, aren’t you?”
She nodded her eyes nailed to mine. “Maybe you should drive after all…I have a feeling you’re going to be a distraction from the passenger seat.”
“I plan on it.” I grazed the seam of her cunt, the shudder spiking through her system causing my dick to pulse angrily. “Start the car, Sadie.”
She pursed her lips at me, shoving the key in the ignition, holding down the clutch and brake before the engine roared to life. Like honey melting through my veins, the vibration of the car, the gorgeous purr, all fed my adrenaline.
“It sounds great.” She looked over at me, a radiant smile on her face.
Christ, I’d do anything to put that smile on her face as much as possible.
“Let’s get out of here.” I punched the garage door opener. “Take 25 North.”
“The expressway?” She scrunched her nose at me in confusion. “You got somethin’ up your sleeve you’re not telling me?”
“Always do.” I stole a kiss when she put the car in reverse, and we headed north.
I had something I hoped would really put a smile on her face.
“So whaddya think? How’s she drive?” I said an hour later as we were pulling into a long gravel driveway. The sun was just setting, and this was only the first of many surprises I had in store for her.
“I love it.” She eased off the gas and shifted into a lower gear as the road inclined. “There’s so much power. You can feel it coming through your fingers on the steering wheel. It’s masculine, it makes me feel in charge. I’m a badass driving this car.” She shot me a wink.
“You are a total badass. Park over along the edge of the water.” I pointed through the window when we pulled up to a wide clearing in the trees. She cocked her head, eyes doing a quick glance around us, though she couldn’t see much. The sun had already fallen below the horizon, shadows and darkness nearly shrouding this little side of the lake.
“This is gorgeous,” she breathed when we stepped out of the car.
“Bought this property a long time ago. Before I even started Fox Motors. Always wanted to build a place here someday.” I came around the side of the car, pinning her with my hips against the hood and taking her lips. “You like the car, baby?”
“Mm…” She nipped at my lips. “I love the car.”
“Good.” I lifted her onto the hood, nestling my hips between her thighs. “Because it’s yours.”
She froze, her eyes levelled on mine. “What?”
“I’m giving you the car,” I said matter-of-factly.
“What the hell for?” Shock threaded her voice.
“Because you love it.”
“And so do you. Just let me ride in it once in awhile, I’ll be happy.”
I pulled her closer. “I want you more than happy. I want you so drunk on me you’ll never leave.”
“I’m not leaving anyway. You’re stuck with me, Fox.” Her fingers tugged at the little hairs at the base of my neck.
“The car is yours, Sadie. Don’t fight me on this.” I pushed the zipper down on my pants, no longer able to stand the constant pressure of my dick begging to be inside her.
Her hands tore down her own zipper, and she pushed the jeans off her legs.
“No panties under those jeans?”
Her lip caught between her teeth as she shook her head.
“Jesus, you fucking wreck me.” I slid my cock against her lips, covering my mouth with hers as I slid deep inside her. “You fucking wreck me a little more every day.”
A soft moan fell from her lips as her nails clutched at the muscles of my back.
“Your heart beats with mine, Sadie. You’re the last thing I think of at night and the very first thing on my mind in the morning.” I kissed her lips, running one hand down her arm and catching her wrist. “I want to protect you, I want to defend your honor.” I crooked a sideways grin at her. “I want to love you.” I slid the little circle of gold out of my pocket, pushing it onto her left ring finger and pausing. “I want you to be my wife.”
Her sweet lips formed a soft little O, eyes racing from the ring I’d just slid onto her finger and back to my eyes.
“Sadie, say something.”
“I-I—”
I threaded her newly adorned fingers with mine, thrusting my hips a little deeper inside her. “You know the answer, sweetheart,” I rasped in her ear. “Don’t make me spank it out of you.”
Her ankles locked around my waist a little tighter, one arm pulling me down in a crashing kiss. Her hips rocked back and forth, her moans and pants barely escaping her lungs before my mouth was over hers again.
“Answer me, Sadie. Say yes and I’ll marry you right here on this spot tomorrow.”
She paused, her hand threaded through the hair at the back of my neck as she replied, “Yes. Yes! Yes, I’ll marry you, Jackson Fox!” she squealed, wrapping both her arms around my neck, our mouths sliding together, our tongues probing and sucking at flesh. “I love you.”
“I’ll love you a thousand times longer and a thousand times harder, Sadie McGuire. There is no me without you anymore.”
EPILOGUE
Sadie – one year later
“You feel so fucking tight, baby.” Jackson’s hands were in my hair, his hips working between my thighs as his cock slid in and out of me.
“Oh my God, right there…Jackson…” I clutched at his bare ass cheek, his dirty jeans around his thighs as he fucked me against the car. There was just something about seeing my man in his work jeans, a tool in his hand, and that drop-dead gorgeous smile on his face. I was a slave to him.
And the hormones had made it even worse.
Jackson and I had gotten married almost immediately, and less
than a month after that, I’d found out I was pregnant. For Jackson’s first Father’s Day, he’d gotten a pregnancy test. For this Father’s Day, he’d be holding his son in his arms.
“That’s my sweet girl, let me hear you.” Jackson’s words sent lust splintering through my body.
“Oh Jackson, Jackson, Jackson!” I cried, waves of earth-shattering pleasure sucking me under. His palms clutched at my hips, each thrust more forceful than the next, each kiss more demanding.
“Such a horny girl for me.” He steadied, his head thrown back, throat contracting as a low rumble passed his lips.
Watching Jackson cum was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
“Oh my God,” I panted, lying back on the hood of the car. Every single breath arched my body, my breasts full, nipples impossibly hard. “I think I could go again.”
Jackson slid out of me, his hands covering my breasts, pressing them together before sucking one nipple into his mouth. I pushed my hands in his hair, moaning as another thunderbolt of arousal sliced through me.
“Should I make you cum with my tongue?” he murmured, his hand sliding between us to swirl at my clit.
Another charge of electricity bolted through me.
“Jackson…” I whispered, steadying his hand between us.
“Mm…yeah, baby?” He spread our shared cum around my clit, working it into the sensitive flesh.
“Jackson…” Another lightning bolt, this time in my stomach.
“Tell me, sweetheart.”
Another bolt.
“Jackson, I…” I looked up at him, just as my first real contraction took hold. “Jackson, I think it’s time.”
“What?” His eyes rounded.
“It’s time, Jackson. I’m having contractions.”
“So what the doctor said is true? If we want the baby to come we should have sex? It worked?!”
“Jackson, oh my God, yes it worked. Oh my God, it hurts!” I clutched at his bicep just as my stomach tightened harder than it had before.
“Oh Jesus, okay.” He leapt into action, yanking his jeans up and zipping before grasping both my hands. “What do you want me to do?”
