Chapter 23 （Glock） #2
“I thought we were going somewhere,” I heard her say when I parked the car in the middle of two tall trees. I took the key out of the ignition and turned to her.
“Oh yeah, you’re going for a ride,” I said and pulled her onto my lap.
One button at a time, I popped her plaid shirt open so that her lacy bra was revealed to me. Sage had her hands on my shoulders, and she tipped her head back so I could kiss her long slender neck. She tasted like peaches, and I knew I would never be able to get enough of her.
While I kissed her neck, I undid the buttons of her jeans.
She lifted her ass off my lap a few inches so that I could peel her jeans down.
It fell to the floor of the pickup, and she was back to sitting on my lap again.
Her legs were on either side of me, her warm wet pussy grazing against my thighs.
She kissed me this time, nibbling on my lower lip while I held her head. She was working away at my belt, at my jeans, and she eased my erect throbbing cock out of my pants. She was stroking me hard, but I was ready for her already. I was desperate for her, like a giddy teenager.
Sage lifted herself off my lap, hovering her pussy over my cock, and then she slowly started lowering herself down. I couldn’t hold back much longer. Using pressure on her shoulders, I thrust her down so that my cock slid straight into her pussy, and we both moaned together.
I was inside her, deep inside her fleshy juicy core, and I started thrusting. I wanted to feel the sweet release of coming inside her.
Sage’s breasts bounced as she rode me. They spilled out of her bra, and I licked her rosy pink nipples.
She was clutching my shoulders and threw her head back so that her red hair fell like a waterfall behind her.
I clutched onto her slim waist, hauling her up and then sliding her down over my cock.
She was so small, so tight, and I knew she’d be able to feel my cock inside her for days. Up and down, my cock plowed into her, and she bounced on my lap till I knew I was about to come.
“Come with me, beautiful,” I grunted, and I pinched her nipples hard. Sage squealed and then giggled. Then she began panting. She was moving her hips over me, angling my cock inside her the way she wanted over and over again till I knew she wasn’t going to stop till she had milked me.
I shot inside her with force, and I grabbed a bunch of her hair for support.
Sage was calling out my name, thrusting her hands into the backrest of the seat.
Her hips moved and shook while I filled her up with my cum.
I wanted all of her to be mine. This was the woman I wanted to fuck forever.
Fuck, fuck, fuck! I was coming hard then she started coming, too.
Our breath was fogging up the windows of the car; I was sliding down the seat while she started riding me even harder than before. I was done, but I didn’t stop thrusting my cock into her. Sage came squealing, and she grabbed her breasts and squeezed until loader moans escaped her lips.
When she was done with her orgasm, she lifted herself off me and slunk back into the seat beside me. We were both spent, sliding down our seats, trying to get comfortable.
When I looked over at her, Sage was smiling.
“I love you,” the words tumbled out of me from nowhere. Despite the conversation we had just had, I felt like I was putting myself on the line again. She had told me she wanted to stay in Long Beach and made it clear that she wanted to be with me, too, but love was a different matter.
Sage smiled then sighed. With the back of her hand, she reached out and stroked my stubble.
“I’ve been waiting to hear that for ten years…no, twelve years. I don’t know, maybe even longer,” she said, and I gulped. “I love you, Glock. I always have,” she added, and I leaned over and kissed her softly again.
Sage was everything to me. I wanted to keep her safe; I wanted to build a life with her. After she left ten years ago, I never thought I could have that with anybody else. This was like a fantasy coming true.
“Will you be happy here, Sage?” I asked her, and she straightened herself up on the seat and nodded her head excitedly.
“I was never happy in San Francisco. Not after I’d got a taste of what being with you could feel like,” she said.
“I don’t want a corporate life of suits and briefcases and fleecing people of hard-earned money.
I studied this hard so that I could help people, and what better way to help people than to be here.
..in this neighborhood and helping them?
” she continued, and I reached for her beautiful face.
“Move in with me, Sage,” I said, and her mouth fell open. “I know this sounds too soon, but we’ve been waiting to start our life together for ten years,” I told her. She bit down on her lip and smiled.
“Yes, I would like that…I think Mom would like that, too,” she replied with a laugh, and I stuck the key in the ignition again and started the truck.
“Are we going back to the bar?” she asked, and I shook my head.
“No, we’re going to go find an apartment. The one I live in now is a shit hole, and you deserve the best. What else am I going to spend my money on?” I said, and Sage’s laughter was like music to my ears.