“You’re right.”
His jeans and boxer briefs drop to the ground, and his thick cock is on full display. The piercings he has on the underside cause my thighs to slam shut and wiggle in my seat. A Jacob’s ladder, four of them, barbells, starting beneath the head and traveling down.
“I’m sorry, I’m what? Did I just hear you correctly?” Locke stays out of reach, and I’m left to pout, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Yes, I need to call him and my mother. I’m assuming Colt called you about my car?” He slides closer, cups my cheeks, drops his forehead to mine, and it’s really hard to wrap my head around what I should do instead of what I want to do.
“He did. I’ll snag your keys Monday, haul it here, and you can deal with it once you figure out what you want to do. That’s assuming you’re not putting four grand in it.” He would assume right.
“Absolutely not. I’ll probably sell it to one of thosewe buy junk carsplaces. The thought of piecing it out and watching it sit for months, if not years, is unappealing, to say the least.” I don’t go into the dismal number of vehicles that are in the price range of what I want to spend.
“Good, and even better that you’ll call Jace. The man will go to the nearest dealership and take care of the problem without thinking about the fallback.” He drops a kiss to my lips, backs away, and I groan. I’m tempted to join him, but the pile of laundry is silently glaring at me in the corner of the bathroom sayingwhy aren’t you in the laundry room?I wouldn’t usually mind, except there’s more of my clothes than his, and I’m slowly dwindling down on wardrobe selections I have stocked at Locke’s house.
“You’re not wrong. I’m going to start a load of laundry,” I tell him, starting to slide off the counter.
“I won’t be long, then I’ll cook us some dinner since you probably haven’t eaten since breakfast.” There’s a lot of truth to his statement.
“I’m not sure what you can scrounge up. Neither of us went to the grocery store.” His hand wraps my waist, and the other moves to his shaft, slowly sliding it up and down. “You’re also making it extremely hard not to strip out of my clothes and join you.”
“Sugar, you won’t hear me complainin’.” My shirt is pulled off my body, my panties are tugged down, and, well, Locke’s lifting me in his arms and carrying me into the shower. What else could a girl want than a man who can hold a conversation,can take care of you in every way possible, and treats you as an equal?
5
Locke
“Ican’t say that I’ve ever had pizza in bed while naked.” After I used my mouth on her pussy, had her taste on my tongue, my beard burn coating the insides of her thighs while she pulled on my hair so hard, I’m surprised I have anything left, Jade returned the favor, planting herself on her knees, gripping the tops of my thighs, nails scoring my skin and undoubtedly leaving crescent-shaped indentations in doing so.
The way she takes my cock all the way to the back of her throat, piercings and all? And that’s only the half of it. My woman worked me good, starting with kissing the tip, licking it with her hot, wet tongue, swirling it and sucking on each barbell along the way. Then she damn near took me to my fucking knees when she sucked one ball into her mouth, repeating the process, only to engulf me when she was good and ready. That’s when she really went to work, cupping my balls with one hand, massaging them, making me rock back on my heels.
The suction, the humming, and the enthusiasm, Jade has it all when it comes to getting me off. It’s like liquid fucking gold. I hated the idea of pulling out, but I wanted to see her face, throat, and tits coated with my cum. I cleaned her up once I was able to recover, dried us off, tossed her on the bed, and told her to stay.
I grabbed my phone, pulled up the pizza joint’s phone number in town, and placed an order for two pies, one withpepperoni and sausage, the other a white spinach pizza. I also added garlic knots and a house salad. Jade has no problem eating carbs, but she wants some kind of vegetable that goes with it. Whatever she does, it’s working in her favor. Her ass, her thighs, the slight roundness to her stomach, and her tits have my mouth watering and my cock begging to keep her naked exactly like she is right now.
“First time for everything, sugar. Plus, I’m only going to pull your clothes off in the middle of the night, anyway.” I plop the boxes of food on the bed, slide in beside her, and she starts opening every box.
“I’m starving.” She takes a slice of pizza, ripping it from the others, and goes at it with gusto. I follow her lead, only going after the meat style and a garlic knot. She’s not the only one who’s starving. I stopped in between drop-offs to grab a to-go sandwich, but that was hours ago and has well since worn off.
“Eat, sugar. Gonna need to regain your strength for later.” I give her a wink; she throws her head back and laughs. It’s rich and throaty and hits me right in the dick.
“I think my energy more than matches yours, Locke,” she says after recovering.
“Fuckin’ A. Think you wear my dick out more than me wearing you out.” It’s the damn truth, too. My cock may perk up at the thought of her; still, at the end of the day, I’m whooped. That doesn’t stop me from curling my arm around her at night, feeling her ass wiggle against me, and take full advantage.
“Are you complaining?” She polishes off another slice of pizza and then starts doctoring up her salad with the dressing. “Want some?”
“Nah, I’m good.”
“Vegetables aren’t going to kill you, Locke,” she says between bites.
“Not adverse to them, sugar, but not gonna ruin a pizza night with vegetables. You’ve seen me cook them plenty of times.” Jade in the kitchen is something else—she loses focus, over-salts, and sometimes undercooks. I’ve taken over the bulk of the cooking, and my stomach thanks me for it.
“Yeah, yeah. By the way, I’ve been looking at cars online. Colt offered to check out whatever I find, if need be, but damn, everything that is bigger than what I had, and base model at that, costs a kidney. I might need your truck for a couple of more weeks.” I know what it takes for her to admit she needs help. She offered to pay me for using it, then offered to help with the insurance when I wouldn’t take the cash she had in her hand. We had words, I shut her up with my mouth, told her to keep it gassed up, washed when needed, and let me know when the oil light on the dash came on.
She rolled her eyes and stomped her feet, muttering something about hot possessive alpha men, and we’ve been golden ever since.
“Sugar, you see me asking for my truck back?” Jade shakes her head. “Exactly. I can’t go around driving every vehicle I own when I’m in the tow truck a majority of the time. Still got another truck and a car just sitting. You’re doing me a favor by driving the black one.”
“Still, it’s yours. I’m not paying for it. Honestly, I’m paying insurance on a car that’s junk.” She pauses for a moment, “I’m adding that to my list to deal with tomorrow. I can’t just drive your truck around forever.”
