Chapter 6 Jackson
JACKSON
Wide, green eyes that have seen more than their fair share of pain peer up at me. The woman in my arms is more amazing than I ever could have imagined.
I hate everything that Sage has been through, and I will do my due diligence to make sure everyone who laid a finger on her gets what they deserve. But the strength she has is breathtaking. She’s not aware of it yet, but I hope to show Sage how powerful and resilient she is with each passing day.
“Um… you mean, like, right now?” she asks, breaking me out of my daze.
“What?” I ask, a bit distracted by her beauty.
“You said you were going to show me some self-defense moves,” Sage reminds me.
“Yes. Of course.” It takes a massive amount of effort, but I manage to pull myself away from Sage long enough for both of us to get our shoes on. I hold out my hand when I’ve finished tying my laces, loving every single time she takes it. “Ready?”
My girl nods, and I lead her to the backyard, where we have more room.
Sage shifts her weight from foot to foot, looking around nervously.
It breaks my goddamn heart to know the real reason behind her anxiety.
I hope having a few self-defense moves will give her a little bit of confidence in her day-to-day life.
I pray that she never has to use this training, but I want her to have the knowledge just in case.
“First, hold out your wrists.” Sage gives me a questioning look, but does as I ask.
“If you’re ever in a position where someone is tying your hands or wrists together, try to hold them as far apart as possible.
” I gather her wrists up gently, pressing them together, then inching them apart to show her the difference.
“Every inch helps. The looser your restraints, the better chance you have to escape.”
Sage stiffens her arms and pushes against my hands, forcing me to give her a little more room. I nod in approval.
“Good,” I praise before dropping her wrists.
“The next thing is to use whatever you have at your disposal to protect yourself; a book, a brick, a broomhandle, whatever is within reaching distance. Fight with everything you have. Kick your assailant in the dick, bitch slap him in the face, whatever you do is fair game.”
My girl lets out a breath, her gaze fixed somewhere in the distance. I can practically see the worst-case scenarios playing out in her head. She focuses on me, her face slightly ashen. It kills me to see her this way, but this is important information.
“I’m right here,” I remind her. “Let’s jump into a few moves instead of dwelling on the what-ifs, okay?
” Sage gives me a small smile, trying to push her fear aside.
“Okay, I’m going to come up behind you and lay my arm across your neck as if I’m trying to drag you away.
” I get into position, ignoring the way Sage’s body fits perfectly against mine.
“First, grip my arm with both of your hands, with the goal of not letting me choke you.” She obeys, and I use my free hand to square her hips up for a stronger stance.
“Now, stomp on my foot and try wiggling out of my grip enough to elbow me in the stomach.”
I keep my hold on her steady without being overwhelming.
In no world would I hurt Sage or put her at risk, even in a demonstration.
Sage processes my instructions, then struggles against me.
Her heel comes down on my toes, which would be broken if not for my steel-toed boots.
I fake an injury, giving her the upperhand.
My girl twists out of my grip and digs her elbow into my ribs with a surprising amount of force.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” Sage asks. She puts her hand over the spot where she elbowed me as if it were a bullet wound.
“I’m so proud of you,” I tell her with a broad smile. “That was great.”
“Did I hurt you?”
I grin and shake my head no. “Not this time, but I know you’ll get there.” Sage looks relieved and also up for the challenge. I knew she was a fighter. “Let’s go again. Once we have the form down, we’ll work on speed.”
Once again, I get into position behind her. She wiggles her ass, which is pressed against my barely contained erection, her soft flesh making my cock obscenely hard.
“Careful, baby girl,” I growl softly against the shell of her ear. “You’re playing a dangerous game.”
Sage looks at me over her shoulder, a sexy, proud little smirk curling up the corners of her lips. How can she be a tempting siren and adorable at the same time?
“Am I winning?” The curvy, red-headed goddess bites her bottom lip, making me want to do the same.
Bright green eyes flicker with lust, and I can’t hold back any longer. I spin Sage around and press her against the nearest tree before dropping to my knees.
“Oh,” she says, all breathy and sexy as fuck. “What are you doing?”
“This is your prize,” I say with a smirk, looking up at my queen. “I’m going to give you the best orgasm of your life.”
“That’s not going to be hard since I…” Her cheeks burn red, and she breaks eye contact, clearly self-conscious about her admission.
Then her words slam into my chest. Is Sage a virgin? Shit, has she never had an orgasm?
“Look at me, Sage.” My voice is soft yet commanding. My girl resists for a second, then focuses her attention back on me. “You never have to be embarrassed around me. Are you saying I’ll be the first person to give you pleasure like this?”
Sage nods, nibbling on her bottom lip again.
I tilt my head up to the sky, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. I need to take it slow with my sweet girl. I can’t ravage her against a tree, however much I really, really want to.
“Don’t stop,” Sage pleads, as if reading my mind. “Please. I… I want…”
“Tell me what you want,” I murmur. “Anything. Everything.”
“I want you to…” she sighs and covers her face with her hands. I loop my fingers around her wrist and draw her hands away.
“There’s no need to be shy. Can I touch you like this?” My hands slide up the back of her calves, and she shivers while nodding her head. My fingers crawl up her thighs and grip her ass. “Can I taste you?”
“P-please,” Sage stutters out. “I need your touch.”
Her eyes are wide and darkened with lust, her entire body shaking with the need for release. How did I get so goddamn lucky to have this incredible woman all to myself? I’m not normally a possessive bastard, but when it comes to Sage… She’s fucking mine.
I peel her little shorts off, salivating when I see pink cotton panties covering her little cunt. So innocent. I’m a monster for wanting to destroy her, but fuck if I can control myself now. I can already tell her sex is swollen with desire, and that knowledge makes my cock throb almost painfully.
I rub my nose against her panty-covered pussy and groan when I smell her arousal. Her juices soak through her panties and wet the tip of my nose as I nuzzle deeper into her.
“Jackson…” she gasps when I replace my nose with my tongue, licking the wet fabric and then sucking on it.
When I can’t stand it anymore, I hook my thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pull them down in one swift move. She steps out of them and spreads her legs wider for me, causing a growl to rumble up from deep in my chest. It’s all the permission I need.
I spread her pussy lips with my thumbs, which allows me to see her pretty pink folds, glistening with her cream.
I can’t wait another second. I dive right into her, lapping at her clit, spearing my tongue into her tight little hole, and nipping at her outer lips.
Her taste hits my tongue, the flavor exploding in my mouth and making me crazy with need.
She’s fucking delicious, and I know I’ll be on my knees like this for her every damn day.
My hands slide up her curvy body and hold her by her hips, keeping her steady as her legs begin to tremble.
Sage moans loudly when I guide one of her legs over my shoulder, opening her up even more for me.
I suck her clit into my mouth and feel her fingers tangle in my hair as she grips me tightly and grinds her sweet pussy against my face.
I growl and lick her clit over and over until my tongue is numb.
My sweet, filthy girl is riding my face like a goddess, her hips jerking, her eyes closed, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she cries out my name over and over.
I scrape my teeth over her little bundle of nerves and feel her muscles lock up, full of tension that so desperately needs to be released.
I suck on her clit, biting down one last time, and Sage lets go of every-fucking-thing as she comes on my face.
I sink my tongue deep inside of her still spasming channel and growl when I feel her walls pulse around me.
Sage comes again, this time screaming her pleasure and shaking in my arms. I flick her clit with my tongue, making her leg slip from my shoulder as her other leg gives out.
Holding her tight, I pin her to the tree and continue my assault, not stopping as she rides out the very last wave of her orgasm.
Sage slumps against the tree and slides down into my waiting arms, where I hold her close while she comes down from her high. I can feel her ragged breaths and thumping heart as I cradle her in my arms and rub her back in calming circles.
My lips find hers, and I kiss her slowly, softly, savoring every second of being with her like this. “So perfect,” I whisper against her lips. “Thank you for trusting me with your beautiful body.”
Sage sighs and looks up at me, her face flushed bright red from her orgasm, and her eyes shining with lust and adoration. Damn, what I wouldn’t do to have her look at me like that every single second of every day.