CHAPTER FIVE
Unexpected Thumbs—Sal
I knock sharply on his trailer door the morning of the finale. My goal is to convince him to leave Nic alone until after the show. He has been freaking out about some comments on his social media pages even though I’ve told him many times to ignore them. He’s young and doesn’t listen, so here I am, asking Jack to lay off. He thinks he’s fooling everyone with his fake accounts. We all know that he comments on all of the contestant’s posts but we haven’t been able to catch him at it. It’s a clever tactic, I’ll give him that. I’m hoping I can appeal to his sensitive side without ending up bent over the couch in his trailer—maybe.
I know Jack’s here because I saw his enormous truck on my way in. He answers wearing only jeans and a backwards baseball cap. Damn. He is so damned attractive. Crap.
He smiles wide, pulls the hat off and shakes his hair out. “Hey Sally, you look like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, darlin’.” Fucking charmer.
I push him into the trailer. “We need to talk about Nic.”
He sits on a high leather chair and I stand in front of him. For once we are eye to eye since he’s got about a foot on me.
“Please, he’s 18 for Christ’s sake, get out of his head.” Get out of mine while you’re at it.
“Can’t help it, darlin’, I’m competitive and will do anything to win.” He grabs my hand and pulls me closer and doesn’t let go. “How can I win you, is what I’ve been workin’ on and you’re not makin’ it easy.” He runs his free hand down my bare arm and I shiver. I love his hands. They’re huge calloused wonders.
“Hmm, not fucking with my singer might be one way.” I know he’s trying to get in my pants, and after the other day in my trailer, I’m having mixed feelings about Jack. He hasn’t been clear about what he wants from me other than sex. I’m positive he wants that. Pretty positive I want it too. I think about his masculine, square jaw covered in sexy stubble and remember what it feels like against my skin. He brings out the wild in me and it’s liberating. Evan and I always had a great sex life, or so I thought. The other day with Jack blew all of it out of the water. His words after confused me and I may have overreacted a little. I’ve been embarrassed all week and have been avoiding him but I know whatever this is between us is coming to a head soon (pun intended).
“You’re thinkin’ too hard on it Sally. I want you and I know you want me.” His hand moves back up my arm to my neck and he reaches around and grabs my ponytail. He pulls me forward in between his open legs.
“This isn’t smart Jack.” I narrow my eyes while placing my hand on his bare chest. Boy, does he take care of himself. My hand drifts lower to the sexy sprinkling of hair beneath his navel.
“I ain’t smart, remember?” he drawls.
I roll my eyes and he goes in for the kill. Our lips meet in a frenzy as his thighs tighten around my waist. He is consuming me and surrounding me in an embrace. I feel trapped and I kind of like it.
“Tell me you want this Sal.” Fuck it, I do.
“I want it, Jack.” I really do.
In one swift move, he stands, picks me up and carries me to the door to lock it, then to the large couch, where he sits with me straddling his lap. “I want inside you.”
He lifts my shirt off and notices my usual lack of a bra. “Fucking perfect,” he says and then bites and sucks at my breasts.
“Argh, Jack, don’t stop.” It’s been a long while since I’ve had sex and I’m in heaven. Some of my loneliness lifts.
“Don’t tell me what to do Sal.” He grabs my skirt and hikes it up to reveal my mostly bare ass. I feel a sting as he gives me a sharp spank.
“I’ll tell you whatever I want, jackass,” I growl and lean down to bite one of his nipples.
“Aah, okay, okay. Wait, do that again.” He gives me the full Jack smile, dimples and all.
I reach for his belt buckle and fly and start unwrapping him. While I do this I make sure to lean down and bite the other nipple. I reach in for him and he is rock hard and huge.
“All of your cockiness makes sense,” I joke as I take his dick in my hand and give him a few strokes.
“I’m all cock darlin’.”
“Less talking, cock boy, and more fucking.” He responds to this request by popping my panties off and moving his calloused fingers along the edge of my very wet and ready to go pussy. He gently inserts one then two fingers and then not so gently starts to fuck me with them, all while rubbing my clit with his thumb.
I’m grinding on his hand while he continues to pay attention to my tits with his mouth. I come almost instantly.
“Turn around Sal,” he says with a rasp and I do as he says quickly, noticing a floor length mirror right in front of us. Once my back is to him I hear a condom unwrap in record time and he enters me fast and hard from behind. I watch us in the mirror and I’m so turned on. He holds me still on his cock for a minute and let’s me get acclimated. With my hands on his knees, I start to move slowly. He reaches around to to pinch and play with my nipples and I groan. I’m sliding up and down him at a leisurely pace, my blood still buzzing from riding his hand. He shifts his arm around me and takes over, our eyes meet in the mirror and his sexy smile kills me.
“You feel so good darlin’, I knew you would.” He buries his face in my neck as I buck into him. His strokes become more forceful and frantic and I’m loving every minute.
“Jack, more,” I say in a gasp.
“I can do more darlin’.” His arm is an iron belt around my abdomen as he pounds into me. He’s so strong, he’s everywhere, he’s everything.
Jack continues his punishing pace and lowers his free hand to my ass. He presses his thumb against my hole and gently caresses it. He dips his thumb to where we meet to gather some of our mingling moisture. He slides his thumb back to my ass and slips it in. Each time he thrusts me down on him, his thumb enters me from behind. His thumbs are my favorite. I’m on fire, sizzling, and I can’t look away. I’m full of him. I come again, hard and the noises I’m making are animalistic and primal. I go from weird noises to speaking in tongues as I ride this delicious wave of ecstasy. Jack is relentless and I just keep coming as he drives into me with cock and thumb. The visual heightens everything.
“Sal, I own you,” he says gruffly as he stills inside of me, coming with a shudder.
I nod.
“Sal, you’re mine, say it.” He bites down on my earlobe.
I shiver. “Promise to fuck me like that again and yes, I’m yours.”
“Give me a few minutes, darlin’.” His smile is wide and beautiful.
Crap. I may be in love with this asshole.
Later we tumble out of his trailer towards the main studio and he slaps me hard on the ass. “I was wrong. I don’t want to win, I only want you to have whatever you want.”
“What I want? Am I hallucinating?” This has to be a trick.
“Nope.” He winks. “You want me?”
I grab his shirt. “Yes.”
“You’ll get me when Grace wins.” He smirks at me.
“Jack, listen and understand. You mess with Nicolas and you will never get to mess with me again.” Not really, sorry Nic.
He grabs my ponytail and gives it a yank. “Oh, Sal, I’ll mess with you and you’ll like it.”
I take a step towards him and kiss his neck, inhaling his maddening scent. “Mess away,” I say and walk away.
“I‘m yours,” I whisper once I’m far enough away from him.