“Oh.” Air puffed from my lungs as my eyes zeroed in on the gorgeous, creamy tip of his thick erection.
Jackson’s eyes flicked to mine, held for a minute, before his grin turned up recklessly. “Wanna take a seat?”
I pulled my bottom lip into my mouth, thinking I would do more than that. I locked the door and crossed the distance between us, dropping to my knees as I reached him and taking his cock into my hand. “I wanna taste you.”
A virile groan released from his chest before his muscles slackened and he leaned back in the chair, eyes flicking across my face as I hovered at the tip, a shiny drop of pre-cum waiting for me.
“Been thinkin’ about sliding my dick past your lips since the first time you smiled at me.”
A small moan escaped my throat, my body flushing with desire, and I slid my lips down his cock. The way his body trembled and his hips jerked with the first touch of my lips sent arousal flooding between my legs. Jackson was one very good reason to wear panties to work. I’d have soaked jeans all day if he kept doing things like that to me.
“You’re so big,” I moaned, appreciating the incredible girth, the way the head stretched nearly to his navel. He had to be nine inches, at least. Nine inches of hot, smooth steel. What would he feel like pushing into me? Could my body even accommodate him?
“You feel so goddamn good, Sadie.” Both of his hands pushed into my hair, his hips rocking in slow motion, matching the rhythm of my mouth on his cock. “So beautiful, so sweet and young. I don’t deserve you.”
His fingers gripped my hair, and he pulled me up from my knees, leaning over to plant an earth-shattering kiss on my lips. “I’ve done my best to ignore your sweet ass bent over in my shop, but you’ve proven yourself unignorable.”
His lips released me, I dropped back to my knees and my mouth fell back to his cock to swirl the tip, lick at the thick vein that ran up his gorgeous length. I fisted a hand at his base, my other sliding between his thighs to cup his heavy balls, so full of hot cum, all for me.
“Sadie, Jesus, Sadie…” His hips bucked with the first touch of my fingertips on his sac. Salty drips of pre-cum coated my tongue, I swallowed greedily, glancing up at the long, lean line of his neck as he clenched his jaw, looking like he was barely hanging on to his control.
“I’ve been so wet since the first time I saw you. I slide my hand between my thighs at night, thinking about the way your rough hands would feel gliding across my skin.”
“I’m going to cum if you keep talkin’ like that.” His thighs were tense, one hand locked in my hair possessively and settling the ache for him a little deeper.
I cupped his sac in my palm, moving up and down his cock in a starved rhythm before my eyes flicked up and held his, intense and hot, like a wildfire between us. “Cum, Jackson. I want to taste you.”
‘Fuck!” he roared as long, hot jets of semen rushed down my throat. I sucked, milking him until all I could taste was him. I swallowed his unfamiliar, heady, and intoxicating essence, sliding off his dick and crawling into his lap. I straddled his powerful thighs, his wet cock still hard and twitching against my pussy. I placed a soft kiss on his lips. “You taste incredible.”
Ragged breaths pulled at his chest, heaving and steady between me, our heartbeats thumping madly. I ran a hand across his laser-etched jawline. “I like when you’re ready for me.”
His eyes brightened, his lips curving up in a shit-eating grin. “Well, sadie aren’t you the sexiest thing I have ever seen..”
He pulled my head to him, capturing my lips and thrusting his tongue into my mouth without reservation.
There was no need for him to ask permission, I was his. There hadn’t been a single other person I’d thought about but him these last few weeks.
Sure he was a surly, moody, irritating asshole. But he was also gorgeous, kind, generous, thoughtful, helpful, and he wanted me. This man wanted me. At least for right now.
I didn’t know what tomorrow might bring, but right now was pretty damn good.
Jackson released my lips, sliding his hands through my hair, pressing a palm to my cheek. “So fucking beautiful.” He shook his head as if stunned. “I love fucking your mouth, precious, but next time I need to bury myself inside you. I want to claim this sweet cunt with every drop of my cum. You want my cum, Sadie?”
His fingers pressed between us, fingering my pussy through my jeans. “Yes…yes, please.”
I looked up at him from under my eyelashes, and my belly burned and somersaulted like I’d never felt before.
I didn’t know what this feeling was. I couldn’t bear to put a name to it, but riding the high of Jackson Fox sounded like a pretty darn good idea at the moment.