TWO
Jackson
“I keep imagining the taste of you on my lips.” My fingers slid a little farther down the waistband of her jeans, those sexy fucking jeans that hugged her enticing curves, leaving me with a throbbing hard-on all day as I watched her work.
“Jackson,” she gasped, her eyelids fluttering closed. She was so fucking sexy, so innocent, so completely fucking made for me I couldn't believe I finally had her under my hands. It’d been torture watching her these last few weeks. I even had a moment where I thought it was a mistake to hire her. A girl in the shop was one thing. A sexier-than-hell one was a whole other deal.
“The way you’re rockin’ your hips makes me think you want my tongue on you,” I growled when I slipped my hand farther inside and found her ass cheeks completely bare. “You’re wearing a thong, Sadie?”
She shook her head wildly..
“And this is?” I groaned, palming the flesh of her ass cheeks in my hand. So fucking sexy. My cock was rock hard and begging to cum deep inside her.
“Nothing… I wear nothing.”
I couldn’t see straight, certainly couldn’t think straight after that. My lips crashed against hers as I lifted her against me. We careened against a wall, my hand supporting both of us as her lips parted and our tongues tangled together.
“Watching you bent over a car every day for the last six weeks has been fucking hell,” I snarled, nestling my cock at the hot, wet source of all my of fantasies.
“I wondered why you gave me a dirty look every time I walked into the room.”
“That wasn’t a dirty look, baby. That was pain. You make my cock so fucking hard I could pound nails.” Her breathing sped up, her hips rocking wildly until I spun us around, laying her across the hood of the car we were supposed to be fixing. “I’ve been dreaming of this pretty pussy since the second you walked into my garage.”
My fingers stroked across the seam of her jeans—hot, damp arousal burning my fingertips and sending my brain into a frenzy. I pressed, rubbing around, where I imagined her clit was, dreaming of the time I’d get my lips on it. Our lips crashed together, her hands in my hair, running circles across my scalp before she tugged on the strands.
“So fuck me then,” she purred, eyes riveted on mine in challenge.
“Jesus, don’t tempt me, gorgeous.” I trailed my tongue up her neck, imbibing the scent of her, desperate to see her crash in waves of pleasure on my hand.
“Since when are you so polite?” she teased.
I narrowed my eyes, my cock aching like it never had before, until I pushed a hand down the waistband of her pants and made contact with the searing flesh of her pussy. She arched and moaned, her fingers clutching the flesh at my shoulders.
“Oh God…harder.”
“You’re a sweet little surprise, aren’t you?” I husked, speeding my fingers until I felt her thighs tensing around my palm.
“Oh my God…” she whispered desperately, her fingernails digging into my biceps. I slid my tongue past her lips, catching her groans before her muscles quaked and she came in a torrent around me. I sucked in deep breaths, trying to control myself as I watched her teeth clamp down on her bottom lip, stifling little moans I was desperate to hear.
“That’s it, Sadie, give it to me.” I eased my fingers out, letting her come down from her release. “I want all your orgasms from here on out.” I fucked her mouth with my tongue, showing her how much I wanted her, how desperate I was to feel her, how she made me lose control like no one else ever had. “Got that?”
Her eyes fluttered open, her mouth curving in a small grin. “I got that, boss.”
My eyes flared, my nostrils sucking in the sweet scent of her cum before I pulled a hand from her pants and thrust it between my lips. “Sweet as fucking candy, Sadie.”
A blush crept up her cheeks before she straightened her hair, sliding up to a sitting position with her knees tucked between us.
“Ready to get to work?”
Her eyes shot open, wider than hubcaps, before she slid off the hood of the car. “I’m ready.”
“Good.” I smacked her on the ass, a cocky grin burning up my lips. “I like you ready for me.”