“That feels…amazing,” she gasped.
“Your cunt is dripping, Sadie.” I slid a finger back into her pussy, fucking her with my hand, my dick growing harder with her every sultry moan. This woman was fucking incredible. I needed her. Enough of the punishment. I wanted to bury myself between her legs and lose myself inside her.
In one quick movement I pulled the zip on the side of the dress, watching the soft satin pool around her ankles, the heavenly scent of her filling me. I spun her in one quick movement, hungry for her eyes.
“I don’t like being without you.” I pulled my own zipper down, freeing my aching cock from my jeans and fisting it in one long, slow stroke as I gazed at her.
“I hated being without you, too,” she whimpered, crawling up my body until I hooked her thighs in my hands, her ankles locking behind my waist. Turning, I pressed her against the large, glass window. Stalls of cars and tools and equipment, all silent as I ran my cock through her soaked folds.
Her fingers clutched at my neck as I sank inside her in one possessive thrust. I needed her to know she was mine, needed to show her all the things I couldn’t say.
“Yes, Jackson, yes.” Desperate words fell on my ears as her teeth clamped down on my shoulder, pain searing through my flesh as I pumped, thrusting in frantic, defiant strokes, determined to feel the end of her, determined to own all of her.
“Don’t leave again, Sadie. Not like that. You wear something like this out, you need me to fend off the wolves. Got it?” I pressed a fingertip at the rosebud of her back entrance, enjoying the way she twitched and moaned beneath my fingers.
“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.”
Chapter 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?”