“Keep those arms wrapped around me, gorgeous.” Kurt grabbed his dick, stroking it from tip to root. “I’m taking what’s mine.”
I scooted forward on the bench, my ass hanging over the edge and wrapped my arms around Kurt’s neck. “I’m ready,” I whispered.
The tip of Kurt’s dick nudged my clit, and a tremor rocked my body. “I’m gonna make you go off like a firecracker, Lee.”
His hard dick slowly sunk into me, stretching and pulling me in the most delicious way. “Kurt,” I moaned as I dug my fingernails into his shoulders and arched my back into him.
“I know, Lee.” He buried his face in my neck, sucking and kissing all over my skin. “I don’t want to move. I just want to stay here for the rest of my life.”
I flexed the walls of my pussy around his dick, encouraging him to move. “If you don’t move, Kurt, I’m going to scream.”
Kurt tugged on my earlobe with his teeth and his hands traveled to my ass. “Patience, Mrs. Jensen.”
I moaned and closed my eyes as he fingers dug into my ass and lifted me up. I sunk down even further on Kurt and I was seconds away from cumming all over him. “Just do that one more time, and I’ll be good,” Kurt grunted and strode halfway across the shop. With each step he took, his pelvis rubbed against my clit, making me clench my teeth and pray he was going to make me come soon. “Where the hell are we going?”
“Right here,” Kurt growled as he pressed me against a bare wall. “I’m gonna fuck the hell out of you.” He pulled out, leaving just the tip inside. “Hold the fuck on.”
He slammed his dick into me, and stars exploded behind my eyes and he immediately pulled out and did the same thing, over and over.
I moaned Kurt’s name, looking for my release but he never let me reach it. “Kurt, please,” I begged, tossing my head back.
He pressed me firmly against the wall, while his hand snaked up my body and grabbed my hair. “You need me, Lee? How bad do you need me?”
“Yes…yes.” I gasped out.
“Tell me,” he growled. With each word he spoke, his body slammed into me, giving more but not enough.
“I need more. I need…” My words died in my throat as he tugged on my hair.
“More what?”
“You. I need more of you,” I gasped.
Kurt slammed his lips down on mine, sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, and pounded into me. The hand holding my hair slinked down my body and found my clit.
My back dug into the hard brick wall behind with each thrust of Kurt’s hips and the bite of pain from the wall mixed with the pleasure that Kurt was giving me.
“Fucking hell,” Kurt growled into my mouth.
I clenched the walls of my pussy around him and felt the telltale pulse of his dick. Kurt was close and so was I. “I need you,” I gasped.
Kurt’s hand left my clit and grabbed my ass. “This is mine. Every day, mine,” he swore. He plummeted into me one more time, finally reaching what I had been missing.
I slammed my eyes shut as my orgasm rode over me. I moaned Kurt’s name as his hands traveled over me and he grunted low. He thrust fast and erratically as I wound my arms around Kurt’s neck and held on.
“Mine. Mine!” he screamed. He thrust one last time, his cum filling me and I collapsed in his arms.
His breathing was heavy, and body heaved against mine. I ran my hands over his back and closed my eyes.
Finally, I was completely Kurt Jensen’s, and I couldn’t have been happier.
I was officially Leelee Jensen.
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Chapter 26
Kurt
“Did youreally tell Luke that I was quitting?” Leelee called from the bathroom in the office.
I grabbed a soda from the mini-fridge behind the front counter and popped the top. “I didn’t tell him exactly you were quitting, but I told him that I was going to offer you the shop.”
Leelee walked out of the bathroom and tied her hair up in a messy ponytail on the top of her head. “That would explain why he was acting all weird today. He was rushing me along, trying to get as many cars possible done.”
“Yeah, he’s going to be short-handed until he can find someone to replace you.”
“Hell, he never found someone to replace you.” She laughed. “I think short-handed is an understatement.”
“He’ll figure it out. Nos said he has a couple of friends that are good with cars and are looking for jobs.”
“Yeah, but do you think they can work with Luke?”
Probably not, but that wasn’t my problem. I shrugged and turned off the lights in the shop. “You want pizza for dinner?”
“Is that really all you have to say?”
I ran my hand through my hair and leaned against the counter. “Luke has always landed on his feet, Lee, and if it comes down to it, we can always help him out.”
“You wouldn’t mind if I worked over there until he finds someone to take my place?”
Did I want her to work at Skid Row any longer? Hell no. Was I going to screw Luke over completely? No. “He’s got two weeks to find someone. I don’t plan on opening for at least another week because we need to find at least one or two more guys, too.”
“Well, I can honestly say I’m surprised, Kurt,” she said with a laugh. “I thought for sure you would have said screw Luke.”
I shrugged, rounded the counter, and grabbed Leelee. “He can have you for a little bit longer, but that’s only because I know I’ve got you for the rest of my life.”
“Well, Mr. Jensen, I do believe that is the most romantic thing you’ve ever said.”
I pressed a quick kiss to her lips and tugged her out the door as I flipped off all the lights. I pulled my keys out of my pocket, handed them to Leelee, and motioned to the door. “You lock up; I’m driving home.” I reached into her pocket, grabbed the keys to the GTO, and made my way over to the car.
“Hey,” she protested, “you can’t drive.” She quickly locked the door and shoved the keys into her pocket. She sprinted over to the driver side, but I managed to close the door and hit the locks before she got her hand on the door handle. “Kurt, open the door,” she insisted.
I shook my head and cranked up the car. “I can’t hear you,” I mouthed as I revved the engine.
She flipped me off, walked around the car and slid into the passenger side. “You just got your casts off a couple of hours ago. Do you really think driving is something you should be doing?”
“I just fucked you against the wall, Lee. I’m pretty sure I can drive a car five miles.”
Leelee grabbed the seat belt as I shifted into first and pulled off the curb. She clicked the belt into place and swore under her breath.
My leg was sore, but it wasn’t going to keep me from driving anymore. “You never said if you wanted pizza for dinner.”
Leelee rolled her eyes and pulled her phone out of her bag. “I’ll see what Jay wants for dinner. I know he mentioned that he had a school project coming up that he was going to have to spend some time at the library.” Leelee pulled up Jay’s number and put the phone to her ear.
“If he’s eating, we need at least two pizzas.” Leelee waved her hand at me to shut up, and I grabbed it and placed a kiss on the back of her hand. “Two, Lee. I’m not kidding.”
She rolled her eyes, but I knew she heard me. “He didn’t answer,” she mumbled. She shoved her phone in her pocket and leaned her head against the seat. “He might be at the library.”
“If he is, I’m sure he’ll be there until they close. We’ll just order two pizzas, and he can eat when he gets home.” Leelee nodded, but I knew that she was still worried Jay hadn’t answered.
We pulled up in front of the apartment and saw Jay standing outside with four other people and one of those people was Frankie. “I didn’t know that Frank and Jay hung out,” I mumbled to Leelee as I pulled the emergency brake.
“I didn’t either,” she mumbled. We both got out of the car, and it looked l
ike Frankie was as surprised as we were.
“Kurt?” she asked.
“What’s up, Frankie?”
Leelee grabbed my hand and threaded her fingers through mine. “Take it easy,” she whispered.
“Oh, um, we were all hanging out, and Jay said we needed to come over and see his sister’s husband’s car. I guess it didn’t click that it was you and Leelee.” She fidgeted with the zipper on her sweatshirt, and I couldn’t tell if she was lying or not.
“Since when did you get into cars?” I asked.
“Kurt,” Leelee interrupted, “why don’t we go inside and order pizza while Jay talks to his friends?” Leelee tugged on my arm and pulled me toward the house.
“Pizza?” Jay asked, oblivious to the fact that I was wanting to know what the hell Frankie was doing hanging out with him.
“Yeah,” Leelee called. “I’ll make sure to order extra.” She opened the door, pulling me through, and closed the door. “What in the hell was that, Kurt? I swear you were ready to wring everyone's necks out there.”
“Since when did Frankie start hanging out with Jay?”
Leelee shrugged and unlaced her boots. “I don’t know. Maybe she likes him; I’m not sure.” She kicked off her boots and moved into the kitchen.
I pulled back the curtains in the living room and saw Frankie was still outside talking to Jay and his friends. “Lee, Frankie reads and hangs out at the library, not with a bunch of boys at six o’clock at night.”
“You say that like six is late, Kurt. I think you just need to calm down. They’re probably just friends.”
“I don’t like it, Lee. Frankie is young, and I know exactly what each of those guys is thinking.”
Leelee laughed and pulled two beers out of the fridge. “Frankie has a boyfriend, Kurt, and it is none of those boys that out there. Calm down and have a beer.” She handed me the cold bottle, and I popped the top.
“She has a boyfriend?” Why in the hell didn’t I know that?
“Yeah. She’s been seeing him for a couple of weeks.”
“Does Luke know this?” I knew if Luke knew, he was going crazy.
“Yeah. Violet is pulling her hair out trying to get him to lay off Frankie. Kind of like how I was with you. She’s growing up, Kurt. Her hanging out with a couple of guys is normal. Plus, one of those guys is Jay. You know he would never do anything to hurt her.”
Leelee was right, but I was still fucking worried.
“Here,” she said, handing me the phone. “You order pizza and take your mind off Frankie. She’s got a good head on her shoulders, Kurt.”
I grabbed the phone out of her hand and watched her walk down the hallway to her room. Well, it was actually our room now. She had moved all my stuff into two of her drawers last week, and I was no longer living out of a suitcase and laundry baskets. “How come I have to order pizza?” I hollered after her.
“Because I’m not the one freaking out and I need a shower.”
“Hold that thought for two minutes, and I’ll shower with you.” I punched in the number to the pizza place.
“Nice try, Kurt,” she called, “but it’s not happening.” I heard the bathroom door shut and the lock fall into place.
“Son of a bitch,” I cursed. The busy tone sounded in my ear, and I hung the phone up.
“What’s wrong?” Jay asked as he glided in the front door.
“Nothing that you going to college won’t fix,” I mumbled under my breath. I turned around and saw Jay standing just inside the door. “How do you know Frankie?”
“Uh, we have shop class together.”
Frankie was in shop class? That was a fucking surprise. “Why the hell is Frankie in shop?”
“Probably for class credit. I don’t know. I didn’t ask her.”
“You know her boyfriend?”
“Curtis? Yeah, he’s a fucking prick.”
“What? Is he fucking mean to her?”
“Not really mean, just too into himself to care about Frankie.”
“What the hell is Frankie doing with a guy like that?”
Jay ran his hand through his hair and shrugged. “I don’t know man. Probably the same reason most people are with a dick, they like the way they look.”
“That doesn’t sound like something Frankie would do.” Frankie was the least into what someone looked like. Hell, ninety percent of the time, she had her nose so far in a book, she didn’t even see what was going on around her.
“I don’t know, dude. All I know is I’m hungry. You order pizza?”
I looked at the phone in my hand and shook my head. “Nah, they were busy.” I looked Jay over. “You keep an eye on Frankie for me?”
“From what I see, Kurt, you really don’t have anything to worry about. No one messes with her for the simple fact that her last name is Jensen and whoever fucks with her would have to deal with you, Luke, and Mitch.”
Well, that relieved me a little bit. “Just keep an eye on her?”
Jay nodded and headed to his room. “Order pizza,” he called.
I dialed the number to the pizza place again and put the phone to my ear. The call went through, and I ordered three large pizzas and an order of breadsticks. Leelee had said two pizzas, but I had worked up an appetite this afternoon, and I knew Jay was always hungry.
I chugged my beer, tossed the empty bottle in the garbage and saw I had half an hour before the pizza would be delivered.
I grabbed a screwdriver out of the drawer and headed down the hallway.
I had half an hour to break into the bathroom and have a little fun with Lee.
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Chapter 27
Kurt
“Was that the last car for today?”
Nos spun around in his chair with a big ass smile on his face. “Sure as hell was, and tomorrow is jam-packed, too.”
“Nice.” We had only been open for a week, and things seemed to be going well. Although they would have been better if Leelee would have been there too, but thankfully, today was her last day at Skid Row.
“I’m gonna head out. Del has been bitching about me coming home after eight every night.”
I clapped Nos on the back and nodded at the clock. “No problem, man. I know Lee will be here after work and she’ll help with anything I need. This is the first time we’ve been done before five.”
Nos bumped fists with me. “Thanks, brah.” Nos walked out the door, and I grabbed a soda out of the mini fridge.
It was close to five, and I was ready to lock the door and call it a day. Not having Leelee here was killing me and I thanked God my days of taking care of the back were over.
The front door opened, knocking the little bell Leelee had hung and I couldn’t hide the growl that came out of my mouth when AZ limped in through the door.
AZ was the last person I expected to see. He pushed his sunglasses on the top of his head and looked around. “Not bad, brah.”
I leaned against the back wall and crossed my arms across my chest. I didn’t give a fuck what he thought. “You need something?”
The front door opened again, and fucking Ginny poked her head in. Could this get any fucking weirder? “I’m going to com—” she started, but AZ cut her off.
“No. I told you to stay in the car. This had nothing to fucking do with you,” AZ growled.
Ginny’s face transformed into a scowl, but she slammed the door shut and stalked back to her car.
“Trouble in paradise?”
“There ain’t fucking paradise with that chick around. She’s fucking thirsty, and I’m done turning on the damn faucet to keep her around.” AZ limped over to the stool in front of the counter and dropped into it. “I’m just fucking done all around.”
AZ sounded and looked defeated. As much as I wanted to revel in that, I had to feel sorry for the guy. I knew how bad it was to want to win and succeed in everything and could only imagine how shitty it would be to fail at every turn. I watched him and waited. I felt bad for the guy, but
I wasn’t going to forget all the shit he pulled with my family.
“I’m leaving. Heading back to Arizona. I’ve exhausted every option I have here.”
I nodded and thought it was about damn time that this fucker gave up. “I wish I could say I’m sorry to see ya go, but fuck that. See ya, brah.” I laughed.
A smile spread across his face, and he shook his head. “We’re more alike than I thought. I’d have said the same thing.”
“So, that it, just came here to wave your flag of defeat?”
“That, and I wanted to say thank you. Without you and your brothers, I wouldn’t be standing here right now. Even the people who I thought had my back fucking ran when I flipped that car.”
I shrugged. “Just did what was right. I had been there months ago, and wouldn’t be standing here if it hadn’t of been for a couple of guys pulling me out.”
“I just wanted to come and thank you before I left town tonight. I know I gave your family hell this past couple of months and did some shady shit I’m not really proud of.”
It was nice to know AZ regretted the shit he did, but it didn’t take any of it away. My fucking aunt had been in rehab, Luke’s car had been wrecked, and he had fucked with both Scarlett and Leelee. Not to mention he kept bringing that scab, Ginny, around. “I’d love to say that I hate to see you go, brah, but I think it’s past time.”
“Yeah, almost dying can put some shit in perspective.” AZ looked around and nodded. “Looks like you got yourself set up pretty good here.”
“Yeah, Lee and I are hoping to kill it with this place.”
“I figured that’s who the Lee was on the sign. You’re a crazy bastard for starting this with your girlfriend.”
“Naw, I didn’t start this with my girlfriend.”
AZ laughed and shook his head. “So, you named your new shop after your girlfriend. Even riskier.”
“You’re wrong again. This isn’t just my shop, and she’s my wife.”
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