Chapter 14
SAGE
I woke up to an empty bed, but the scent of coffee and bacon. I picked Buck’s flannel up off the floor, went to the bathroom to pee and try and clean up a little, then went downstairs. He was in front of the stove in only a pair of gray sweatpants, spatula in hand.
“Hi,” I said, going to the coffeemaker like there was a magnet pulling me.
He grinned, looked me over from head to toe–my hair was still in the braid from yesterday and probably looked like I got in a fight with a chicken. His shirt was soft and dropped to my knees. “I hope you don’t mind,” I whispered, for some reason a little shy.
I had his cum slowly slipping down my thighs and I was shy. Go figure.
He grabbed a mug from the cabinet over the coffeemaker and poured me a cup. “I don’t know how you take it,” he said.
“Milk,” I said.
He went to grab it from the fridge as the bacon sizzled in the pan.
My cell rang from my bag, which I’d left on the counter the night before.
I set my mug down so he could add the milk and went to retrieve it.
I saw that it was a New York area code and sighed.
“What’s the matter?” Buck asked, as the phone continued to ring.
“I think it’s my ex. He keeps calling and texting.”
Buck set the milk on the counter and came over. “Answer it.”
His voice was far from the deep and gentle tone he used with me.
I met his eyes for a second, then swiped the screen and put the phone to my ear.
“Hello?”
“Sage. Shit, you answered.” It was Jackson, and he sounded frantic.
Buck took the phone from me, hit the speaker button, then set it on the counter in front of us.
“What do you want, Jackson? Why the hell do you keep calling me?” I asked.
“My bag. I want my bag back.”
I rolled my eyes. He’d been pestering me all this time for his bag. “Let the bag go, okay? Buy yourself another.”
“There’s something in there I need.”
“I dumped everything out in a trash can outside your building.”
“What? You bitch. You have no idea what you’ve done. They’re going to–”
“Jackson, is it?” Buck said, cutting Jackson off.
“You with someone, Sage?” Jackson asked.
Buck went to the stove and turned off the flame beneath the pan of bacon, then moved to stand right behind me, his hand on my hip. It felt comforting, that I no longer needed to deal with Jackson all alone. It also made the comparison between the loser I’d been with and the man I had now.
“She’s with me. Her man.”
His hand slid to the hem of his shirt and up the back of my thigh, taking the flannel with it.
“I’m the one whose cum is dripping down her thighs.”
“What the fuck?” Jackson practically shouted. “Sage, who is this guy? You don’t even–”
“You never made her come. Never went down on her. Never got her pussy juices all over your beard. Fuck, she tastes sweet.”
Buck’s fingers slid over my soaked pussy and slid inside. I moaned, went up on my toes as he kept right on finger fucking me.
I gripped the edge of the counter.
With a hand on my upper back, he bent me over the counter, the phone right by my face.
I heard and felt more than saw Buck push his sweatpants down, lined up at my entrance and thrust into me.
I moaned again, my eyes rolling back in my head.
“Are you fucking?” Jackson shouted. “Right now?”
Buck didn’t seem to have an issue with an audience. In fact, it seemed to spur him on. “She never made sounds like this for you. Only for me. Only for her man. Because you and your pencil dick could never satisfy her.”
His words were punctuated with deep thrusts that I was sure Jackson could hear. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I was also close to coming. Getting fucked by a real man while my cheating, jerk of an ex listened? So hot.
“Don’t call. Don’t text,” Buck said as he fucked me closer and closer to orgasm. “Leave my woman the fuck alone.”
Buck reached around and pinched my clit. I came on a scream, rippling around him.
“That’s it,” Buck said. “Milk me for another load, sweetheart. If we didn’t make a baby last night, this will make it happen.”
I forgot about Jackson, whether he was still listening in or if he’d hung up. I didn’t care either way. Because all I could do was take the pounding Buck was giving me. Take all the cum he was pumping into me as I came and came and came.