Chapter 7 Sage
SAGE
I’ve been pacing back and forth in Jackson’s living room ever since receiving his text a few minutes ago telling me he’s on his way home. After our little training session in the backyard yesterday, I’ve been craving him more than ever.
He said he won’t do anything I’m not ready for, but nothing could prepare me for everything that is Jackson.
No one else could make me feel this safe, this comfortable, this seen and understood.
Truthfully, I would have let him take me yesterday, but I have a feeling he would have told me to slow down.
Well, there will be no doubts as to what I want today. I’m not suave or sexy or smooth like the women in movies and books, but I’m hoping I can still convince Jackson I want all of him tonight.
The familiar sound of Jackson’s truck pulling into the driveway sets my nerves on fire. I’m excited and nervous, and I just want my lips on his right this freaking second.
As soon as he walks in the door, his eyes narrow in on me. Jackson takes one step forward while I take three giant leaps and jump into his arms like a long-lost lover. He catches me and chuckles in surprise.
“Miss me?” he asks, burying his nose into my hair and breathing me in.
“Always,” I don’t hesitate to say. It’s crazy, but I’ve already gotten used to having him in my life. “I’ve missed you even more since…” I hesitate slightly, then swallow down my fear and embarrassment. “Since you ate me out yesterday,” I finish in what I hope is a seductive voice.
“Jesus,” he groans, rolling his forehead against mine. “When you say shit like that, it’s hard to stay in control.”
“I don’t want your control tonight,” I whisper, licking the shell of his ear. I have no idea what I’m doing, but he shudders at the extra attention.
Jackson’s eyes flash with a dark hunger, one that tells me he wants me as much as I want him. He drags my bottom lip through his teeth and then plunges his tongue into my mouth, making me moan. His kiss is primal and needy, and I kiss him back, matching every need of his with a need of my own.
“Fuck,” he says, breaking our kiss. His hips buck, thrusting his erection up against my core, making me wet and needy.
“I want you, Jackson. I want all of you,” I say with conviction.
He grows still at my words and leans back to look at me.
“Are you sure, Sage? Because once we start, I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back.”
I’m sure that was meant as a warning, but it only makes me hotter for him.
“I’m sure. I ache for you. I feel so empty…”
“Jesus, Sage. That mouth of yours. I didn’t know you were a dirty-talker. Fuck, it makes me want to rip off all your clothes and tear your little pussy apart.”
“Then why don’t you?”
His eyes darken, and he devours my lips, growling into my mouth and kissing me savagely. Jackson breaks our kiss and presses his lips to my forehead, breathing in deep. It’s such a contrast to the way he just made my lips numb from his intensity.
Jackson scoops me up in his arms and carries me to his room. Tossing me on the bed, I bounce twice, and then he pounces on me, nuzzling my neck. Jackson rolls on his side, facing me. He reaches out and tucks some hair behind my ear and pulls me in for a soft kiss.
“Are you sure?” he asks me again. “I never want you to regret anything between us, especially our first time together.”
“I’m sure,” I tell him. I wish there were stronger words, some way to convince him, but everything I can think of just sounds cliché. I’ve never felt this way before, I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you, I need you… Instead, I opt for, “I trust you, Jackson.”
I kiss him this time, pouring out everything I can’t seem to say.
The next thing I know, Jackson has me on my back, and he’s looming over me.
In this moment, he looks absolutely possessed, like a wild animal.
Underneath it, though, I still see the way he cares for me.
I know he’d never hurt me, which makes me want to unlock the beast I know he’s trying to suppress.
I lean up to kiss him again, but he pulls away. I strain my neck higher, but he pulls back farther, grinning as I pout. He gives me a chaste kiss and gets off the bed.
I follow him off the bed, about to complain, but then I see him take his shirt off, revealing his chest to me for the very first time.
Yeah, he’s as delicious and sexy and absolutely chiseled as I thought he was.
More so, in fact. I can’t help but lick my lips as my eyes drift over his sculpted arms and chest. Then I drop my gaze to his eight-pack and lower still, to those two sculpted lines leading to his massive dick.
When I finally drag my eyes back up to meet his, he’s smirking at me. The cocky bastard.
I start to take my shirt off too, but he reaches out and stops my hands.
“No way, that’s my job. Let me cherish you, baby girl. Let me show you how I’m going to take care of you every day from now on.”
I blink away tears as Jackson takes my hands in his, kissing one and then the other, before lifting them above my head.
His hands slide down my arms, slowly, burning a path as they go.
He cups my breasts and keeps moving his hands down over my ribcage and stomach, then he grasps the hem of my shirt and lifts it up over my head in one fluid motion.
My bra comes off next, and then he’s kneeling down in front of me, kissing a trail down my torso.
He bites the waistband of my pants and tugs, chuckling when I gasp.
Jackson works the button with his deft fingers and slowly peels my pants off along with my panties, helping me step out of them one leg at a time.
Jackson’s hands skim up the back of my calves, thighs, the curve of my ass, and then he pulls me forward so he can kiss my pussy. My inner muscles clench with desire, and I know he sees my juices dripping down the inside of my thighs.
“Goddamn,” he groans before leaning down and licking up my arousal. Jackson dips his tongue inside my slit and then pushes me back on the bed, making me squeal.
He spreads my thighs apart and guides one leg over his shoulder, and then the other, opening me up for him. Then, Jackson dives into my soaking wet cunt, making me cry out with the feeling of his hot mouth on my most private place.
He begins slowly, with long waves of his tongue that roll up and down inside my pussy. Just when I need more, his thumb finds my clit and rubs circles around the little ball of nerves while he continues to lick me and suck on my folds.
An index finger slides inside of me with ease, then a middle finger joins as he pistons in and out of me with his muscular arm, fucking me into the bed.
He rotates his fingers and pauses to look up at me, grinning with mischief.
Then he curls his fingers up and finds that secret spot, rubbing his fingers against it and watching me tense and moan as he completely destroys me with his fingers.
“Yes, oh yes,” I cry out, unable to stop myself.
He growls into my pussy, making my clit vibrate with his voice.
Jackson slides and twists and rubs the walls of my pussy with his fingers while his tongue does wicked things to my little bundle of nerves.
He licks it, bats it around, and finally sucks it into his mouth and bites down gently, causing my orgasm to rip through me and spill all over his fingers.
I buck my hips as he sticks his tongue in my entrance, lapping up everything I’m giving him.
When I finally come back down to earth, I sink into the mattress.
Jackson climbs on top of me, propping himself up on one elbow while his other hand cups my face.
He presses gentle kisses all over with featherlight touches of his lips.
He tickles my forehead, nose, cheeks, and finally, my mouth.
Jackson strokes his tongue inside of me slowly, deliberately, while his hand moves from my face and trails down my body, caressing me and setting me on fire.
I spread my legs and welcome more of his skin on my skin. At some point, Jackson rid himself of his pants and boxers. I feel his hot, hard cock rubbing against my pussy.
In a sudden surge of confidence, I push against Jackson’s chest, urging him to sit up.
“Everything okay, baby?”
“I want to see you,” I breathe out, my heart hammering in my chest.
Jackson grins and stands up. I sit on the edge of the bed and take him in for the first time.
All of him. Even though I just saw his chest moments ago, I’m still surprised at how muscled and perfect he is.
And then there’s his thick, veiny cock that I know is going to stretch me and break me in the most exquisite way.
I stand up and place my hands on his bare chest, loving the feeling of his warm skin and how his muscles tense and flex underneath my fingers.
Jackson throws his head back and hisses out a breath. “God, your touch, Sage… It undoes me.”
I smile and continue my exploration, trailing my hands over the dips and curves of his sculpted body, followed by my tongue. I can’t explain it, but I want to taste him, his sweat, his skin, and every single part of him.
I start to kneel before him, but Jackson grabs my arms and pulls me up into a kiss.
“The first time I come tonight is going to be in your tight little pussy, Sage, not your mouth.”
"The first time?" I ask, half-joking, half-nervous for what all that implies.
"Mmhm," he says, nuzzling my neck and kissing me there.
"I'm going to make you come on my cock a few times before I empty myself deep inside of you.
Then I'll lick up our mess and have you ride my face until you come again.
When you think you can't take anymore, I'll sink inside of you and make us come together again and again until the only thing you remember is how my fat cock feels as it's ripping you apart. "
“Oh fuck,” I moan as he nips at my ear and licks my pulse point. “Please do that to me. Please, fuck me.”