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  “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.

  “Go out to dinner with me tonight.” He demanded it more than asked.

  “I can’t. I have to fix my car.”

  “Already did it.” He lifted me from his lap, tucked his dick back in his jeans, then stood. “It’s as good as new. Changed the oil, too.”

  “What? When?” I asked, shock and gratitude raining through me.

  “While you were finishing up in the garage. That little Camry has over a hundred thousand miles. Not safe on all these country roads. We should get you something different.” He flicked through the keyrings hanging on the wall behind his desk. “Want a Camaro?”

  The keys dangled from his fingers in front of me. “You’re insane.”

  “Insane to want to take care of my sexy Sadie? Hardly.” He tossed the keys at me. I caught them, then instantly tossed them back.

  “No, thanks. I like my car.”

  “Don’t be crazy. It’s on its last leg.”

  “I like it.” I shrugged.

  He narrowed his eyes, as if he was trying to read a book in another language, trying to decipher something that didn’t quite make sense.

  “Hotrods more your style? I’ve got a Maserati on the back lot you’d look hot as fuck in.”

  I laughed out loud this time. “No. Thanks for the offer, Jackson, but the Camry is perfect for me. Small, good on gas—”

  “Rusted out.”

  “Shut up.” I smacked at his shoulder, and he caught my wrist, pulling me against the hard wall of his chest. The air emptied from my lungs in a soft breath. He was so warm, so comforting and possessive, all in the same touch. He was exactly what I needed. I briefly imagined what it would feel like to give myself to him. To let go of the anxiety and the pressure to prove myself, and just be. All nerves and sensations, tongues and lips, the centuries-old way a man took care of a woman.

  I yearned for that with every fiber of my being, and Jackson stirred the craving to life.

  “So dinner? We can go back to my place, shower…get ready…” His hands crawled up my skin, landing at my shoulders and kneading gently.

  “Mm… That feels so good.” My eyes fell closed.

  “I don’t stand a chance of keeping my hands off you tonight if you keep makin’ noises like that.” His roughened voice wrapped around me.

  “It’s a good thing I like your hands right where they are.” On me. In me. Demanding and all-consuming.

  “Maybe we’ll just have to stay in tonight, then,” he murmured against my ear, sending shockwaves of desire racing through me.

  “I like that plan better.” I pushed up on my toes, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him again.

  His hands went to my thighs, pulling me up around his waist and holding me against him as we kissed.

  “You’re gonna be the death of me, sweetheart.”

  Chapter Four

  JACKSON

  “Follow me. Got something I have a feeling you'll like.”

  “A feeling, huh?” She glanced up at me, wide, beautiful eyes cracking my soul wide fucking open. What was Sadie doing to me? I felt like a bitch around her, sappy and starry-eyed. This wasn’t me. I was a man in control of myself, strong and steady, even-headed, never to be taken by emotion, but Sadie was something special. The last few weeks she’d eased her way into my everyday life, until I was suddenly looking forward to seeing her in the morning, finding myself working late at night just to catch another glimpse of her.

  “Trust me. If I know you at all, you’re gonna want to see this.” I led her through my spacious home, a gutted-out warehouse outfitted with modern clean lines and chrome appeal.

  Perfect for a guy like me who spent his life making motors hum to life.

  “I’ve seen a lot of sides of you today I never saw coming.”

  “And you’re gonna see a lot more.” I shoved open the door to my five-stall garage, one car sitting in the dead center. My pride and joy. The car I’d spent years looking for.

  The Blue Devil.

  “Oh my God.” Sadie covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wider than dinner plates as she moved closer. One hand outstretched, her fingertips dusted across the sparkling dark blue paint.

  “Gonna put racing stripes on it, just hafta tweak the timing belt and she’s ready to ride.”

  “Where did you find her?” Sadie paused, glancing at me from the fron
t of the hood. I instantly thought of taking a long ride up into the mountains with Sadie sitting next to me, laying her over the car and burying my face between her thighs until she exploded all over that pretty hood and christened it with her cum.

  “Took me three years of searching. Found every other shade of blue before I found this one. Had to replace the entire engine, but I love fixing it up.”

  “A ’67 Mustang Fastback…” She shook her head, still in awe. This was a pretty rare car. I was surprised she was familiar with it.

  “Dark blue, air vents, louvers…” I hummed, approaching her.

  “They don’t make cars this beautiful anymore. My dad had a poster of this car hanging in the garage my entire life. Same color and everything. I told him someday I’d buy him one and we’d fix it up together. We didn’t get to before…” She paused, catching my eyes. “We didn’t get to before he had a heart attack.”

  My heart cracked open. I knew her dad had passed away a few years ago—one of the guys had mentioned it early on—but hearing her say the haunted words… This car meant something to both of us.

  “It’s fucking beautiful,” Sadie whispered with reverence.

  “Purrs like a dream, too. I juiced up the engine. Check it out.” I nodded.

  She bent, sliding out the wheel board that was tucked just under the front end. She adjusted herself, lay down until her pretty tits were thrust up, the faint outline of her nipples raising the fabric, then slid under the hood of my car.

  Just like she slid under my skin. Whatever. She’d already been there, taken up residence. I couldn’t get her out of my head, and seeing her in my garage at home, the place where I spent most of my time outside of work, felt really fucking good.

  So fucking good I wanted to ask her to never leave.

  “I’ve never seen a mount like this,” she said, her tone switching to business mode , the slight part of her legs driving me goddamn crazier than I already was. The sweet curve of her hips, the soft nip at her waist, the way her beautiful tits mounded under her thin T-shirt made my cock throb. I adjusted, hissing through my teeth when she stretched, her hips rocking as she reached for something.

  I couldn’t take the torture another fucking second.

  In a lightning movement, my hands on the button of her pants, I shoved down the zipper. Her gorgeous eyes flared up at me before she was tugging at my shirt, pulling it over my shoulders in a deft movement.

  Her skin felt like warm honey beneath mine, soft and pliable, willing to bend to me. I growled when her jeans slid down her thighs, revealing her sweet, pink pussy, already glistening and ready for me. I fell onto my knees, she was so beautiful so ready. I longed to taste her on my tongue. I wanted her juices to coat my face and I wanted to be drunk on her scent. I pushed her pussy lips open and gazed at the pink flesh before me. My cock throbbing with desire, fuck, her pussy was so damn hot, I rushed into the scorching cunt, smelling her fully. So sweet and ready for me.

  I sucked her sexy clit into my mouth and nibbled gently, she yelped with pleasure and my dick bounced with lust. I licked her pussy, diving my tongue inside her sweet hole, fucking her with my tongue, anticipating the feel of her warmth once my cock was sheathed deep inside her. I rubbed her clit in slow gentle circles while her cum coated my tongue. Alternating with her pussy, again I went back to her clit, nipping gently, making sure she felt the pleasure of my teeth.

  Her body convulsed and her ass rose suddenly as she groaned and shoved a hand in my hair. Her hands fisted and she tugged, forcing my face deep in her cunt. I was almost suffocating and at that moment if I died I would have had no regrets. Her legs were the pearly gates and her juicy pussy was my ticket to heaven. s.

  “Oh Jesus…”

  “That ain’t Jesus, baby. I can make you shake and quiver more than any other man ever could, even him.” I slid another finger past the entrance of her tight cunt, groaning with primal restraint as her hot body sucked me in. Her hips pushed against my face as I cupped her ass in one hand,. grinding my mouth against her cunt, I lived for the sounds she made as her orgasm burned deeper and gained momentum.

  “Tasting you is like touching heaven, Sadie, and like a fucking drug on my tongue. I’m addicted to you,” I grunted, nipping at her clit before sucking the little bud into my mouth and soothing it with my tongue. Soft mewls escaped her lips, her thighs clamping down around my face before I sucked hard and long, nursing and swirling in angry strokes until her pants turned to grunts and her entire form bowed and arched.

  She spasmed around me, hands grasping at my thighs as she came in waves around my tongue.

  Her knees slackened around my neck, her breaths slow and steady as she came down from her orgasm. “Nowhere near done with you yet.”

  I pulled her to her feet, spinning her body to press her against the hood of the car. Dropping to my knees, I spread her gorgeous, thick ass cheeks in my heavy palms and feasted on the glistening pink flesh. “I want your ass, gorgeous girl.”

  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, f
inally 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.

  “Oh God,” I husked, losing my mind under his hands. Being connected to Jackson Fox was an out-of-body experience. My head swam with a heady mix of raw lust and delicious need. My muscles strung tight with coursing waves of pleasure. Jackson was all I could think, all I could feel, smell, touch. Jackson was everywhere.