Chapter Four
Jacqueline
He hands me the mixed cocktail and I take a sip. “This is good.”
“Thank you.”
He takes the glass from me and has one drink. “Careful there, Mr. Sager.”
“Watch what you call me there or I might have to remind you that we’re much closer than last names.” My pussy remembers how close we got and wants to get a lot closer. I felt his length pressed against my wet heat earlier and my body wanted to grind up against him. My tongue had slid into his mouth like a feisty snake.
“I’m not afraid of you. I’m a grown woman and I can handle a man. Even a much more mature one.”
“We’ll see about it.”
“Your bedroom is ready,” Noelle says, popping into the room.
I give him a smirk and say, “Perfect, I’m tired.” I stood up and followed her to the bedroom. “I hope this will work.”
“It’s great. Thanks, Noelle.”
She gives me a hug and says, “Goodnight, I have an audiobook I want to listen to.”
“You should try to rest, Daddy. Get some good…sleep.” She kisses his cheek and walks out of the room.
Without any pretense, he closes the door behind his daughter. “I thought I said I was tired, Mr. Sager.”
“I thought you said you were able to handle a man like me.” I smiled.
“Oh I believe I did.” My tongue slips out of my mouth, sliding along the seam of my lips.
“Fuck, you’re a bad little nurse, trying to give me heart palpitations all over again.”
“Luckily I’m right here to take care of you.”
“I hope you take really good care of me.” I cross my arms and grasp the hem of my top, slowly lifting it over my head. A deep rumble rips from his chest. Damn, I could feel it through my body. My teasing is only adding to my arousal.
He sits down and undoes his boots. I can see the corded muscles in his biceps. I’d seen them as he worked out for me every other day. He had the muscles of a man who worked with his hands. It wasn’t the kind you got in a gym. I stop undressing and caress his shoulders.
“Jackie, baby girl. You’re playing with fire. I’ve ached to have you touch me like this with your clothes off. Massaging me while your perfect, pert tits were in my face, teasing me, begging me for a lick. Do you want that?”
“Please.” He tugs the cups down and using his rough hands, firmly cuffs them. Evan’s mouth latches onto one, pinching the other. I moan, my thighs squeezing his. “Fuck.” I toss my head back. He moves the other, delivering the same passion and I nearly come as I grind on his jean-covered length.
My hands cling to his shoulders, massaging them as I’m teased by his mouth. “Fuck me please,” I beg.
He flips me over so fast I don’t even realize it’s happening. “Wow,” I gasp.
Evan grabs the edge of my leggings and pulls them down. I’m grateful I kicked off my shoes when I entered the front door. He takes off my socks and then moves to his belt. “I need to be inside you right now, Lynn.”
“Are you okay?” I see the heat and hunger in his eyes and want more, but I want to make sure I’m not pushing him too far.
“More than okay. I feel incredible and you’re going to be begging for more.”
“Prove it.” He undresses, climbing onto the bed completely naked. His cock is the biggest I’ve ever seen and I’m actually afraid of it. Damn, that thing is full, long, and thick. My body is going to be stretched to the max. My pussy throbs with anticipation and my greedy tongue slips out of my mouth, staring at that big piece of meat.
He strokes his big cock and a bead of cum coats his fingers, giving him the lube he needs. “If you lick this, I might nut in your pretty mouth or all over your gorgeous face, and that’s not my plan.”
“We’ll save that for later then,” I add. I want him to fuck my face. There is just something about the way he looks at me that wants him to fist my hair and pump his big cock down my throat.
“Lord, Lynn, you’re trying to destroy my willpower.”
He slides between my legs and then presses two fingers into my pussy, stretching me out. Fuck, I’m too damn tight for his thick fingers. “Evan.”
“Damn, baby. You’re too tight.” He leans forward and kisses my mouth. Our kisses are passionate and messy as he works his fingers in and out, pumping and rubbing my core, getting me wetter and wetter. I’m so on edge that I can’t think straight. “I’m going to stretch you out and then I’m going to fill your tight little pussy with every drop.”
“I need you inside of me.”
“You’re going to let me come inside your sweet pussy.”
“I’m not on birth control.”
“That’s okay.” He kisses me and pulls his fingers out. I think he changed his mind or is getting protection, but he doesn’t. His thick length is lined up at my entrance and then he pushes forward, sending his huge dick all the way into me. It’s so big, it steals my breath and I cling to his bicep and dig my heels into the bed.
“Fuck me,” I demanded.
His fingers weave through my hair and he grinds his cock into me, lunging his dock in and out. Our moans and whispers mix with the sounds of our flesh slapping. “I’m going to come,” I confessed. My pussy spasms, clenching around Evan’s cock.
With a growl, he pumps harder and then he flips onto his back and says, “Ride me, honey.” I bounce my ass up and down on his thighs, taking his dick deep inside me. His mouth crashes on mine as he wraps his arms around my frame, holding me so tightly. Evan grunts as he punishes my pussy. My clit rubs against his base with every stroke, sending me on the verge of exploding again.
“Evan,” I whimper, pressing my forehead to his shoulder as I let him control my body. He’s right. The man knows exactly what he’s doing and I’ve never had anything better. I’m afraid he’s ruined me for everyone else. His hand that’s over my ass, slides down and dips between my cheeks, pressing on my asshole and then I cry out as he pushes in. It’s not from pain, no, I’m orgasming.
“Fuck, that’s it, Lynn baby. Come for me.”
“Evan, Evan. I’m coming again.”
“Good. Now you be a good fucking girl and take my cum because I’m filling you up.” He holds me still and pistons his hips upward. I feel the shots of his load hitting my walls as he growls out my name.
Evan presses his sweat covered head. His heart was beating fast, but as I listened, it sounded good. “Fuck. That was incredible.”
“So incredible.” He presses a kiss on my forehead and then we lay down in the bed. I snuggle into him, but then I remind myself that I had to get up and pee. So I excuse myself and come back less than ten minutes later.
“You are sexy,” I say, staring at Evan as he sits on the bed, leaning against the headboard with the covers just up to his waist. The scar on his chest is mostly covered with a thin patch of black hair.
“Funny, I was going to say the same thing about you. Come over here.” He pats the bed. I slide up next to him and he pulls me into his arms. “Thank you for staying.” Evan kisses me softly and before I can stop it, we’re beginning a second round.