Before she could reply, I ran one swift lick of my tongue between her cheeks, darting my tongue in and out of the tight little ring of muscle. She groaned, hips squirming before I tightened my grip on her.
“You’re not going anywhere, Sadie. Not until I have my fill of you.” I smacked one ass cheek, my cock throbbing with the pretty pink blush of my handprint on the creamy flesh. Soothing the sting with my gentle palm, I focused again on the sweet sight of her soaked back entrance. With deft licks I tongued the rosebud, enjoying the way she ground her hips against my face, begging for more without so many words. “Filthy girl, you like my tongue in your ass, don’t you?”
Soft moans of agreement echoed off the garage walls.
“Christ, I can’t believe I waited so long to take you.” I slipped one long finger through the wet folds of her pussy, gathering her cum and spreading it around the delicate rim of her asshole. My lips attached to her clit, pulling and sucking, just as I pushed one finger into her ass, pushing past the tight ring until I was buried to the first knuckle.
“Jackson, oh my god!”
“Cum, Sadie. Cum all over my face.” I nipped and pulled in violent strokes at her clit, fucking her ass with my finger, losing my mind at the taste of her on my tongue.
“Jackson, Jackson, Jackson!” She pleaded and I sucked harder, living for the feel of her legs shaking. Her chest heaving. Her cum crashing in waves over my lips as she shattered in my hands.
Sadie in the throes of an orgasm was like a symphony to my ears. If I could I’d wake up to that sound every morning, put her to bed at night hearing her call my name.
“That’s the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.” I flipped her over, running my hands up her torso, circling her neck and pulling her to me in a fierce clash of tongues. I needed her. Now. “I want you in my bed the first time I have you.”
Her tits heaved against my chest as I kissed up the line of her neck. Without asking permission, because she was already as good as mine in my mind, I scooped her into my arms and carried her across my garage, shoved through the door, then strode across the cool, polished cement floors of my house and down the long hallway to my master bedroom.
I tossed her on the bed, and she landed with a childish giggle. She was so fucking sweet it made my chest ache with wanting all the things I never thought I wanted. Love. Marriage. Babies.
“You on birth control, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” she rasped. “To help with my cycle.” Her arms went around my neck, her lips attaching to the skin beneath my ear. I yanked the shirt over her shoulders, unhooking the clasps on her bra before pulling it from her body.
“Then stop taking it. This gorgeous cunt is all mine, Sadie. You are mine, top to bottom, inside and out. The only thing I want in your body is me and my baby. I’m clean, I haven’t been with anyone for so long. I’ve been waiting for you.” Her smooth, contoured body lay underneath me, my mouth planting soft kisses up her stomach, between her breasts, swirling in the hollow of her throat, finally arriving at the skin beneath her ear. Her breath came out in ragged pants as my teeth skimmed the shell, her body writhing against mine. I sucked in a sharp breath when her hot cunt made contact with my hungry dick.
“By the time I’m done, you won’t know where you end and I begin. I’m going to cum deep inside you, and then I want you to show me that beautiful pussy after I cum in it. This cunt, baby, will always be filled with my cream. I want you to know I am there every time you move. I own it baby, this sweet cunt and it’s delicious scent, it’s all mine. .” My dick hovered at her entrance. “I’m going to coat this cunt in my seed and watch you carry my babies, Sadie Fox.”
Her eyes flashed wide at my last words. “Jackson…”
“Get used to my last name with yours, precious. I own you now. You good with that?”
Her eyes fluttered like butterfly wings, her heart hammering at a thousand beats per minute before she slid a hand around my neck and pulled my lips to hers, whispering. “I’m yours, Jackson.”
Chapter Five
SADIE
I cried out when the tip of his thick cock nudged at my entrance, my breaths labored as I clutched at his shoulders, pressing harder at his lips as we kissed and he slid.
And slid.
And slid.
My muscles ached, and pain pinched at my insides, before he finally pushed past the final barrier separating us.
And then I was his.
And then he owned me.
I hummed as his thrusts sped, his cock bottoming out inside my body, his hands trailing up and down my skin, kneading, gripping, owning my flesh until I was sure I would be bruised in the morning. His thumbs dug at my hips as he fucked me so fiercely, his body hitting every single ragged nerve I had, until another orgasm was teasing just out of reach.