Encroachment (Coach's Shadow Trilogy #2)

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by Monica DeSimone


  Jackson lowers my leg from over his hip, and places his hand between my thighs, and rubs. With a scream of his name, something happens inside me and I never want it to end.

  Jackson

  MY GOD, THAT was the most spiritual experience of my life. Even though we are both fully clothed, watching Claire come at the stroke of my hand was a religious moment. Christ, if Claire was a tornado she would be an EF5. Just feeling her hands digging into my chest and her scream set me off. The only thing that could be better would be my cock stuck inside her hot, tight pussy while she exploded around me.

  I could feel the heat of her core against my cock, but placing my hand on her pussy was…incredible. And when she finally detonated…she was pure perfection. Kissing her down from what I know is her first orgasm, I roll onto my side to alleviate the pressure on my swollen cock. Knowing that I gave her her first orgasm makes me want to beat my chest and howl at the moon. Claire is panting, and a light sheen of sweat coats her face. I have never in my life seen anything so beautiful. I whisper, “I’ve got you,” over and over, and she finally settles.

  Pulling her closer to me, I can feel her ragged breath against my chest, and it soothes the beast within me. The one that desperately needs to control her. Tamping that desire down, I kiss her forehead and ease her further into the here and now.

  The minute Claire let go of her fears, she became a live wire in my hands. I don’t even think she realized just how far she came tonight. Which is so much more than I could have ever hoped for. But the minute that she placed her leg over my hip, I was lost.

  The passion that Claire hides from the world and only shares with me turns me on. Momma used to say, “Jackson, when you look for a woman to settle down with, do me a favor and look for one that only shows you her true self and doesn’t show the world that desire.” I used to think her advice stemmed from all the self-medicating that she did. Tonight, I learned what she meant.

  Looking into Claire’s desired filled eyes, I say, “Thank you for giving me that.” I run a hand over her hair and tangle my fingers in the long locks, and I can’t help but look in wonder. I am still hard as fuck, and the man in me only wants to bury himself deep inside her hot sheath and release my seed, creating a life with the only woman that will hold my heart. The inner beast rises up and pounds his chest in agreement, demanding that I finally make this woman mine.

  “That was absolutely beautiful.”

  Claire runs her hand down from my chest to my groin, and snaps her eyes up to mine, realization setting in. “Jackson, did you not finish?” Her words are said sheepishly and her eyes have gone to my chest.

  Trying to ease her discomfort, I say, “It’s all about you tonight, Legs. Whatever you need from me, I will gladly give it.”

  It was Claire’s legs that first garnered my attention all those years ago; her eyes were the second thing that got me. And it’s those eyes that currently hold my world at a standstill and saluting. “You’re still hard, Jack. I…I need to ease that for you.” Blushing and looking down, she continues, “I…I want to.” When she looks back up into my eyes, she has a twinkle in her eyes and there’s mischief written all over her face. “We can’t have you having blue balls. From what I understand, that can be quite painful.”

  Rolling over and on top of her giggling body, which causes my balls to tense up even higher within my sack, I say, “Christ, Legs, you are a contradiction of terms.”

  Claire’s giggling has me laughing as well, and although I’m crushing her beneath me, I don’t care. I finally have Claire Amelia McEvoy beneath me, and I’m going to fucking enjoy it.

  Slapping a hand onto my chest, the mischief leaves her eyes. “You make me happy. Thank you, Jack.”

  “Why is it that you only call me Jack when I have my hands on you or you are underneath me?” I ask. It is something that I have noticed but have been too afraid to ask.

  She briefly looks away before saying, “Because this”— she waves a hand between us—“is the only time that I will willingly submit to you and your desires.” Again, she looks away, and I realize the truth of her words and grin. My girl is fucking amazing. “I’m too strong willed and way too old to put up with bullshit. But here, where we are, I trust you fully with my body.”

  Kissing her head at her words, I find I have none of my own. Good thing Claire does. “I trust you, Jack, and know that you will always take care of me and mine.”

  “Christ, woman, you slay me.”

  AT SOME POINT, we fell asleep. I never knew that talking, really talking, could be so exhausting. But falling asleep with Claire in my arms was pure heaven. She explained the reasoning behind her drinking tonight, and I discovered that I have been slacking on my cyberstalking.

  When Claire told me that Sasha was dancing at a strip club, I thought that I was going to lose my mind and tear down Bergen County to get to her. It wasn’t until she said where she was dancing that I somewhat calmed down. Muldoon’s father’s joint shouldn’t be too hard to wire into. Worst case scenario, I’ll run the bastard into the ground until I know Sasha’s safe. But something tells me that he is already aware and taking care of her. His being just screams protector.

  It wasn’t until she dropped the bomb of Brad taking advantage of team resources, Claire in particular, that has my hair standing on end. I’ve known for weeks that the bastard is up to something, but using his position within the team has me wide awake in the middle of the night while Claire is sound asleep in my arms.

  It’s as I’m about to finally drift off to sleep when I feel Claire shift and roll out of bed. I don’t move, because I’m a curious fuck and want to see what she’s about.

  As Claire pads her way out of the room, I hold my breath. Knowing that my girl is up to something, I wait.

  Ten minutes later, I hear the distinctive sound of furniture being moved and decide to follow the noise. I make my way down the stairs and when I reach the bottom step, I find the entire first floor in disarray. Furniture that was once perfectly arranged is now shoved up against walls and my girl is smack dab in the middle of the chaos.

  “Claire? Baby? What are you doing?”

  Shock and embarrassment color her face as she looks around at the mess she has created. And I’m so fucking confused that I don’t know what end is up or what is truly happening.

  “I, um, I don’t sleep well, Jackson, and rearranging the furniture exhausts me. It helps me sleep.” She glances around the first floor and looks defeated. “However, I haven’t done this in years. It must be the stress of Brad.” Looking at me with shame covering her face, I understand her pain.

  “Okay, Legs, where do you want the couch?”

  Relief crosses her face and she points to the beam that separates the family room and kitchen. “I think that it would look good there.”

  And that’s how we spend our first night as lovers. Rearranging furniture.

  Claire

  WAKING SLOWLY IN Jackson’s arms, I find that whatever has been wrong in my life has finally righted itself. This is my home. Jackson has become my home.

  Wanting to give him the same gift that he gave to me last night, I wiggle my way down his magnificent body. Working ever so slowly as to not wake him, I work his running pants and boxers down his thighs. I look up to make sure that he is still asleep, and wrap my mouth around his manhood. I am instantly overwhelmed by the flavor that is purely Jackson.

  He is hard and there is cum seeping from the head of his cock. Running on pure instinct, I imitate what a normal, less defective woman would do. Drawing him inside my mouth, a jerk and moan is my only encouragement. But it is enough to keep me going. Remembering what I have heard my sister and Suzie saying, I wrap my hand around the base and twist my hand up, drawing the mushroomed head higher with each stroke. The cum that seeps out of Jackson’s dick is ambrosia to my tongue.

  Jackson comes fully awake and the noises he is making only encourages my efforts. I am between his legs, his strong thighs surrounding me, an
d his manhood is deep within my mouth and throat.

  Jackson’s hands make their way into my hair, and I find it alarming and start to pull away. Almost as though he is in my head, reading my mind, Jackson untangles his hands and moves them to my shoulders. I immediately relax and continue my ministrations.

  “Baby, I’m about to explode. Please.” He curves himself inward, causing my mouth to pop off his cock. “Jesus, Claire, please let me come inside of you.”

  Looking up into his passion filled eyes, I say, “I’m trying to accomplish that, Jackson.”

  He pulls me up his body so that my chest is resting on his, and drags his index finger down my cheek. “No, baby, as good as that felt, and make no mistake that felt fucking amazing, I need to be deep inside of you when I come.”

  “Oh.” Feeling the heat of my blush reach my face, I look into his eyes and I say, “I’m scared but want you too.”

  “We don’t have to do this right now. We can wait.”

  Sitting upright and screaming a resounding no, I start to pull off the Free People t-shirt that I got at a yard sale over my head.

  Stilling my hands and pulling them to his mouth, Jackson says, “Legs, let me do that.”

  Jackson lifts me aside and stands from the bed, shucking the pants that are around his ankles and follows up with pulling his t-shirt over his head from the back of the neck. The move has my eyes going huge with trepidation. Jackson has always been bigger than life to me, but to see him naked is a fearsome sight. His chest is wide and well defined, he has a six pack that leads to his well-endowed cock. It’s long, hard, and pointing right at me. Christ, the man’s thighs alone are twice the size of mine, and although I was just between them, I begin to shake. Out of fear or excitement I’m not sure, but the tingling is back between my own thighs. Licking my lips, I reach out toward this magnificent creature standing before me.

  “You’re beautiful.” The words slip out of my mouth before I can actually stop them. I have started to crawl my way toward him and just as I reach the edge, Jackson stops me.

  The look on his face is so serious and full of erotic promises. Running one long finger down my cheek, Jackson steps closer to me.

  “Why do you do that, Jack?”

  When he speaks, his voice is gruff and sounds as though he has eaten sandpaper. “Because I need to remind myself to be gentle.”

  “Why?”

  Cupping my face with both hands, he says, “Because if I took you the way I want, I’d scare you.”

  “Oh.”

  “Yeah, baby, oh.” His long work roughened hand settles on my shoulder and all thought flees my mind. The only thing I think is how comfortable Jackson is in his nudity. “Let’s get you out of these clothes, okay?”

  Suddenly I’m nervous again and begin to play with the hem of my shirt. As though he can sense my unease, he crawls onto the bed. We are face-to-face and all I can do is stare at his chest. “You okay, Legs? We don’t have to do anything. I can get dressed and hold you for the rest of the night and I’d be fine with that.”

  Looking up into his soulful eyes, I can see the desire he has banked away for my sake. I shake my head no and move closer to him, then grab his hand and place it over mine and begin to drag my shirt over my head. His sharp intake of breath has my confidence faltering, but I continue to push the shirt up and over my head.

  “Christ, woman, I’m speechless at your beauty.”

  Moving his strong, warm hands around my back, Jackson unclasps my bra. Goose bumps rise up all over my body at the move and dampness gushes out of me and catches in my panties.

  Jackson

  REMINDING MYSELF TO be gentle, I slowly take one bra strap down Claire’s arm and then the other and toss the bra behind me. When I finally have her breasts bared to me, my entire body quivers in anticipation. Her perfect pink nipples are peaked, hard and calling for my mouth. I trail one hand up her arm, over her shoulder, along her collarbone, and down to her round breast. Testing the weight of it, my cock hardens even more and cum seeps out.

  Claire gasps at the move and her nipple calls to me even more. It is distended and looks angry. Leaning in, I pull the luscious peak into my mouth, and get my first true taste of Claire. Repeating to myself over and over that I need to be gentle, I pull away from my girl. Her head is hanging back on her shoulders and she is gripping the comforter.

  Laying her down on the bed, I make my way down the mile-long legs of hers and tug on the yoga pants that seem to be her at home wear. Pulling them and her pretty, pink lace panties down and off in one quick, aggressive move, I have Claire bared to me, and my breath starts to saw in and out of my lungs.

  Pushing her legs apart, she starts to close them and I growl my displeasure at the move. “Don’t,” I command as I stare at her pretty pussy. It is bare and smells like heaven. She is turned on and her clit is just as hard and distended as my cock, and is calling to me like a siren’s call.

  Not looking away from my new favorite sight, I say, “Baby, I’m going to do my best to be as gentle as possible, but I can’t promise anything. I’m so fucking hungry for you.” I pick up one of her amazing legs and place kisses from her ankle to the apex of her being, and finally get my mouth on her essence. “Heaven.”

  Claire’s hands have a death grip on the comforter and she’s writhing beneath me, and I have never seen anything sexier. “Jackson? Oh God, Jack, please,” she says on a whimper.

  I lift my mouth from nirvana. “Shh, I got you, Legs.” Unable to stop my consumption of this creature, I dive back into her lush, full lips and feast. Claire tastes like cinnamon and honey, an odd yet addictive combination. With one hand on the bed beneath me, because even I need to ground myself, I run my other up her leg to help me bring my woman to orgasm.

  Slipping one finger into her pussy, I am greeted with a heat that almost scorches me to my core. Warm, soft and weeping. Her arousal is running half way down my hand. I am so turned on that I have to continually remind myself that all of this is new to my girl and that I have to be gentle.

  Just as that thought enters my head, Claire takes one luscious leg and wraps it around my back, digging in just at the shoulder blade. God, her natural sexual instincts are almost too much.

  I am licking, sucking, and doing all that I can to bring her to completion. It’s when I slide a second finger inside that Claire explodes around me, sucking me in. I quickly replace my sopping fingers with my tongue and drink in every ounce of her precious honey. The pull of her inner muscles almost cause me to come, and I immediately wrap my hand around my swollen cock and squeeze. Hard. The best part about Claire coming undone is the mewling noises she makes that dissipate on the air just as quickly as they arrive.

  Bringing her down from a G-spot orgasm, I slowly crawl my way up her body, giving special attention to her lovely breasts. I’m hard and Claire is heaving from the last orgasm, but she is pliable in my hands and I can’t help but let my cock slip inside her for a quick taste.

  It’s her sigh of pleasure that has me pushing completely into her. But her eyes shooting wide has me stopping any forward movement. “Jack?”

  I run a hand down Claire’s face. “What, baby? Am I hurting you?”

  “God…Please, Jackson, more!” she says as her lower body lifts, and again one of her spectacular legs wraps around me, this time my ass, and digs in to keep me in place.

  “Christ, Claire, condom.” She lifts her hips and digs not one leg, but both into me. I push up to get a little distance. “Don’t move. I’m about to explode.” Which only encourages her. “God, baby…Stop…” I groan because the live wire below me is functioning on pure instinct. She’s close and as her inner muscles grasp my cock, I’m lost.

  Knowing that I haven’t a shot of stopping this train, I let go and release the reins that I have held firmly tight. Pounding into my girl is everything. Not thinking of anything other than both of us reaching our end together, words tumble out of my mouth. Unaware of what I am saying, I continue to pus
h in and out of Claire.

  My girl is so fucking sexual and unaware of it all that it turns me on even more. “Fuck, Legs, I’m so fucking close. Tell me you’re with me?”

  Panting and so lost to the passion, Claire rakes her hands down to my ass to join her heels. “Please, Jack!”

  I push in and out of her, in and out, until my balls pull up inside of my sack and I explode with a yell so loud I hear Dallas barking from somewhere downstairs. And like the sexual goddess that she is, Claire is right there with me, nails digging into my ass and screaming my name. I come harder and longer than I have ever come before.

  Claire

  I STRETCH, AND my body aches, in the best possible way. My inner thigh muscles hurt and I have never been this content in my life. If this is what Zoey and Suzie have been talking about all these years, I have been missing out!

  Rolling over, my hand wanders to find Jackson. But the bed is empty and cold. I sit up and notice that I’m naked, and pull the sheet up to cover my chest. Looking around my room, I see clothes thrown about. “Oh my God…Is that my bra?” I say aloud, reaching over to the lamp shade to pluck it off its perch.

  Realizing that I am alone, and that the clothes that are strewn about are mine, I fold into myself. What was I thinking? I let my bra slip from my hand and place my head onto my knees that are tucked up against my chest.

  “Christ, Claire, what were you thinking? The man can have anyone. ANYONE! And you give it up like a stupid teenager. Did you not learn your lesson the first time around!” I berate myself.

  I sit on my bed criticizing myself at my own stupidity when Dallas bursts in and attempts to jump up on the bed. Leaning down to grab her and give my girl a nuzzle, I ask, “What present did you leave me today?”

 

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