Getting What He Wants

by Tory Baker

  “Sure, pretty little thing. Saw her making eyes at you and you trying to keep your eyes off her. What’s the deal?”

  “She’s my best friends little sister, but she’s also mine. You remember Mike? That’s his sister. She’ll be around more and I’ll be going to her as much as I can. Is that going to be a problem?” I may be asking, but I know I’d walk away if he put up a fight.

  “Nah, go be with your lady. Just don’t miss mandatory practice and games. Other than that, enjoy life a little bit, Jackson. You deserve it and fuck, it goes way too fast,” he mutters.

  “Thanks, Coach. I’m definitely going to,” I reply as I walk out of the room with a grin on my face. I have a lot of changes to face and soon, but I can’t wait to see what Lynn thinks of my new schedule.

  Returning into the locker room, I grab my phone and see the last text Lynn sent. My chest aches, knowing it’ll be a few more days before I see her again.

  After a grueling practice, I have to ice my shoulder down because it hurts like a motherfucker. This just proves my point; retirement is closer than I wanted. I love the game, but still, now that I have Lynn, I can see a different type of future. I head home, and walk into my bedroom and I can still smell her scent lingering in the air, the scent of cherries permeates the air. I pray to fuck that the smell lingers until she’s back in my home again.

  Stripping my clothes off and turning the shower on, I scrub the sweat and dirt away and slowly make my way to my cock and fist it. I glide my hand up and down, making it tight and wishing it was Lynn’s mouth or her tight pussy. A thought comes into my head and I know just what I want to do once I get her on the phone. I finish my shower without rubbing one off. I’ll do that to her sweet voice. Maybe one day she’ll let me video her while she’s coming with her own fingers, that way while were apart I’ll have something to jerk off to.

  9

  Lynn

  The phone ringing jars me awake and my head jerks on the pillow. I let out a sad sigh. I was dreaming of Jackson, of being in his arms, his mouth on mine as he slowly takes me.

  “Hey, Jax.” I whisper into the phone, my voice still groggy from sleep.

  “Hey, Baby. How was your day?”

  “It was good, I covered a couple of vineyards. Started to plan out what I’ll make this piece about and focusing on different angles. How was practice?”

  “I’m glad. You sound tired. Did I keep you up?” I can hear the mirth in his tone.

  “You know you did. Not that I’m complaining. Best. Time. Ever.”

  “Damn, that makes a man’s ego swell,” he says softly.

  “I like making things swell on you,” I giggle and I’m rewarded with his soft laugh.

  “I’ll be heading towards you this weekend, I got the okay from Coach with my shoulder acting up right now. He wants me to take it easier with pitching.” My heart goes out to him. I know how much baseball has been in his life.

  “Oh, Honey. I’m so sorry. What is the doctor saying?” I ask, responding to that gut wrenching statement.

  “This might be my last year, it sucks. I’ve been lucky though. I’ve had some memorable experiences and now I have an even brighter future with you in my life.”

  “Jax,” I whimper aloud. His voice, that statement. It all hits me right in the heart, making me once again know that we are always meant to be together. I know it, but I also know that baseball means everything to him. If he doesn’t have that in his life, surrounding him, I’m not sure how that will make him feel.

  “Baby, it’s alright. We’ll get through this month. Figure things out and come out stronger in the end. Baseball isn’t my end all and be all now. We have a future. One that I can’t wait to see built with you.” His voice is husky with need. A need I definitely share.

  “I wish I were there with you right now,” I tell him, needing him so much I can’t even explain it.

  “I wish that too, I’d have you laid bare underneath me. Skin to skin, mouth to mouth, and heart to heart.”

  “I’m counting down the hours until your arms are around me, Jax,” I tell him, giving him the truth. I need him close now more than ever, and maybe, just maybe, he does too.

  “Same here. I’ll let you go so you can get some rest. Think of me, Baby,” he rumbles into the phone.

  “Don’t you know, Jackson, that I’ve always dreamt of you.”

  “Right to my heart,” he groans. “You’re in my heart, Lynnie and you’re not ever leaving it.”

  “Same here, Jax, always. See you soon,” I respond, hating to get off the phone. He’s right though. I need my sleep, so I can get this project to where it needs to be. I want it wrapped up so that when he rolls into town, we can escape for a while.

  “Yea, Baby. Can’t wait.”

  I hear the click of the phone and I put it down with a sigh. I need to roll over, pass out and dream of the man I’ve had in my hopes, prayers, and dreams for what seems like my whole life. I just hope my brother doesn’t blow a gasket when he realizes Jackson and I are committed to each other. I smile, as I drift off to sleep.

  10

  Jackson

  Hearing how tired Lynn was during our phone call that first night, makes me want to thump my chest like the proud alpha in the pack. I busted my ass, just biding time until I could get to her again.

  Now, I’m in Napa and it has been the longest fucking week of my life. I grab the keys to my rental car and head towards the hotel. Lynn left a key for me with the receptionist, since she’s out on location right now. I have plans for her. She doesn’t know them yet, but it’s time for me to take care of her for a change. I know she’s been doing it all on her own and that shit ends now. My woman is going to know how to relax and breathe easy.

  My woman, yea. I definitely like the sound of that. I walk into the hotel room and see her bed is still unmade from this morning. Her sheets and comforter are tossed every which way, the one thing that makes me smile is that I can see how she was laying on her side. She had a pillow alongside her to snuggle into, as if that pillow were me. The shirt she stole from me is on the floor beside the bed and that hits me right in the chest.

  I sit in a chair in the corner of the room and wait for Lynn to come in. I’m slowly relaxing and thinking about all the things I want to do to her body when I hear the door start to open. There she is, in a short flowy dress. She’s wearing shoes that make her long lean legs, look absolutely fucking amazing and then of course my heart stops when I gaze up into her face and see her smile. She squeals, running straight to me.

  “Jackson! You’re here! This is the best day ever.” She straddles me in the chair and brings her lips down to mine and I take over, searing her lips to mine, tangling my tongue with hers and it’s not long before she’s moaning and my cock is at full mast. I know I’m taking her right now. I’m tired of waiting. This week without her has been hell.

  I bring my lips down to her neck and whisper, “Lynnie, Baby, I can’t wait any longer. I’m going to take you now and make you mine.”

  My hand slowly brings the straps of her dress down and I feast my eyes on her hard nipples. Nipples that are pink and so deliciously mine. God damn, I love that she didn’t have to wear a bra with this dress. I don’t have to deal with something else hindering my view. I bring my lips toward her nipple and I bite at one nipple gently, while my hands are on the other tweaking and pulling at it. When she moans out my name, I give her more, but I do it adding a little more pain. I love that she wants the same things that I do. Lynn and I mesh perfectly. There’s nothing better than the two of us together.

  “Jax, Baby. I need more, I need you,” She begs. I feel her hands on my jeans as she undoes the snap. Then, slowly, ever so slowly, she unzips my pants. She went without a bra, and I for damn sure didn’t wear anything beneath my jeans. I had one thought this morning and that was finally getting inside of my woman. I lift my hips so she can pull my jeans down and then she immediately fists my cock.

  I take the bottom of her dre
ss and pull it over her head, causing her to lose her grasp on my cock. I hate that she had to let it go, but getting Lynn naked is the icing on the cake. Her smooth peaches and cream skin is my undoing.

  “Fuck, Baby. You’re so damn gorgeous. I can’t wait to be inside of you,” I rumble out and then I tear her white lace thong from her body. She’s still straddling my thighs and I help her rise up on her knees. I capture her heated gaze with mine as I slowly make sure she’s wet enough to take my cock. I bring my fingers to her slit running them through the drenched depths.

  “Jax, please. More. Please,” she begs, as she tries to grind against my fingers. I can’t help but play with her a little bit more, I know she’s wet, but getting her this worked up just to see how completely undone she can get, it’s now my life goal.

  “Look how wet you are for me, Baby,” I growl. Her gaze grows even more heated as she focuses she to where my fingers are slowly gliding into her wetness. She gasps at the sight and I bring my fingers that are covered in her juices to her nipples, painting them and coating them in her essence.

  “Jackson,” she moans. I continuously work her pussy, not letting her rest as my tongue lashes out against her nipples. I groan at the taste of her, my chest growing with pride at what I’ve done to her.

  “Yea, Baby. I’m gonna make you cum. Just a little bit more, then I’ll be inside your tight little cunt.”

  “Now, please. Jackson. I need you now. Stop torturing me,” she whines, her voice full of need and hunger.

  “Ready for my cock, Baby?”

  “Now, Honey. Right now,” she whimpers.

  She brings her hand down to my cock and holds it while I hold her hips and slowly bring her down. I have just the tip of my dick inside of her and she’s already contracting with an orgasm.

  “Christ, Lynn. Can’t believe it’s taken this long to finally have you. Come, Baby. Come for me,” I growl.

  Her first orgasm comes so strong that her body quakes over me. I pull her down and slowly bring my hips up toward her at the same time, it’s hard as fuck for me to take my time with her. I want to come so bad, but I know that prolonging it will make it so much better.

  My cock slides inside of her, her pussy is so tight that I can barely breathe. Her silken walls are vibrating against my shaft and my eyes close at the sensation. It’s fucking heaven.

  “Oh God, Baby. Move, Jackson. Please, I need more.”

  After hearing her plead, I pick her up while I’m still inside of her and bring her to the bed.

  Now, I’m moving faster. All reason is gone. Now, it’s just Lynn and the pleasure of owning her body, of finally being deep inside of her. She’s grabbing my hair and not letting go, my lips are kissing up a path to her neck, then over to her lips and it’s not long before I feel the tingling in my spine telling me I’m about to come. For the first time ever, I’m coming inside the woman I know will always be mine.

  “You ready Babe? I’m about to come and I need you to come with me, Lynn.” I see her eyes roll back as she gasps my name. Then, we both come together, our hearts beating in an erratic rhythm that is fucking beautiful.

  “Coming inside you Baby, is the best feeling in the world,” I whisper as I hold my hand against her lower belly. I’m already imagining her swollen with my child.

  11

  Lynn

  I’ve never had sex that intense. Ever. I know it’s because it was with Jackson. He’s always been the one. I had given up hope he would ever be mine, but that doesn’t mean that I haven’t loved him from the first moment I saw him and he’s never completely left my heart.

  “Jackson, Honey,” I’m not coherent enough to string a sentence together and that’s okay. Having two orgasms back to back will do that to a girl.

  “I know,” he replies, bringing us to our sides. He’s still inside of me and he moves me so that my leg is over his hip. Once he gets us in this new position, he slowly thrusts in and out of me. I love that he can’t get enough, and I can honestly say, that I can’t get enough of him either.

  We lay there, staring at each other, our bodies still gently moving together, and I can see his dimple slowly start to peek out, with his lazy grin and it brings a smile to my face. I know he’s as happy as I am.

  “I don’t want to leave this bed, for the whole weekend,” I tell him.

  “I can get behind this plan. Besides, we don’t have to. We can order room service and just be,” he replies back.

  “You know, we didn’t use anything and I’m not on birth control, Jax,” I finally announce. He doesn’t seem to care as his cock comes back to life inside of me and he smiles proudly.

  “I didn’t want anything between us. Still don’t. I want you in my life, in my bed, my ring on your finger, and my baby in your belly.”

  He flips us back over with him on top, I’m cradling him between my legs, his hands go to my neck and holds me in place while looking into my eyes.

  “Jackson,” I whisper, pretty sure I see what he’s about to say in his eyes.

  “I loved you from afar, loved you near, and Baby, I’m going to love you all of the days to follow.”

  We begin making love again, and the entire time tears are slowly rolling down my cheeks, he kisses them away and it makes me fall more in love with him.

  “I love you, Jackson,” I whisper as I come, this time much more softly—this time it is all about emotion and what we are to each other. It’s slow, easy, and gentle.

  This time, it’s even more beautiful.

  “I love you, Lynnie. Love you all the way down in my soul.”

  Eventually we make our way to the shower. My stomach growling ends our lazy make-out session in the shower and even though I said I didn’t want to leave our hotel room, we do. Jackson, wants to sightsee and eat some real food, something besides what they offer with room service.

  “Ready, Babe?” He questions.

  “Yea, just throwing my hair up now.” I decided to go for casual and threw on some white shorts, a coral colored tank top and some white sneakers. Looking very much the tourist, that I am today. Today is not about work. Today is all about being with the man I love.

  I come out of the bathroom and instantly look at Jax, losing my breath. He’s so handsome, it’s almost hard to believe that he’s mine. He’s wearing khaki shorts, a blue polo, and flip flops. He has a look of peacefulness on him and I can’t help but think I gave that to him.

  “Damn it, Jackson. How am I supposed to keep my hands off you today?”

  “Babe, have you seen yourself? I’m not sure how I got lucky enough to land you, better yet, what I did to deserve you in my life,” he says while coming to me.

  He leans into me with his hands on my hips and slowly lowers to kiss my lips, it’s not a deep passionate kiss. It’s light in passing, but it absolutely means everything. I’ve been given a dream and it is even sweeter to know that in a world full of people, we are lucky enough to find each other.

  12

  Jackson

  The weekend with Lynn flew by and was over way too soon. We have been trying to reconnect, but neither of us could manage to get away from work, so it’s been a couple of weeks since we’ve seen each other. Sleeping beside her, showering with her, eating our meals together was everything I’ve always wanted and I’m missing those moments with her more than I could ever express to her. I know I told her we’d keep our relationship quiet for a month, but it’s getting harder and harder to keep that promise. I think it’s just as hard for her. I’m starting to wonder which of us is going to break first.

  Being back home without her has sucked some major ass. I’m heading home from practice and decide to make a detour to the jewelry store. Some may say it’s too soon, but I’ve wanted Lynn since the summer she was seventeen. I didn’t pursue her and it might have taken me five years to get the balls to finally go after what I wanted, but I’m doing it now.

  I want that ring in my pocket the next time I see her. I’ll make love to her slowly and th
en slide the ring on her finger while I’m sliding my cock into her. I want her to be on the cusp of an orgasm as she says yes. It won’t be a story we can share with our children or grandchildren, but it will be a moment I will always remember every time I lean down and kiss her ring through the years.

  I go into the store and immediately see what I’m looking for. It’s elegant and timeless and comes in at just over a karat. Lynn isn’t flashy, so I keep it smaller than I would have liked. If I had my way, I’d want the world to see she’s mine and not miss the rock on her ring finger from a mile off. I pay the clerk and walk out the door, staring at the box and smiling from ear to ear, when I hear my name called out.

  “Hey, Jackson.” I turn around and see Mike coming towards me. Fuck, I’m glad I didn’t take the bag the lady offered. I put the ring box in my pocket and turn towards him.

  “Hey man, what’s up?”

  “Not much, just meeting up with Sally for lunch. Wanna join us?” He asks.

  “Nah, thanks though. I gotta get ready for practice. Maybe another time?”

  “Yea, sure. Did you see Ly Ly when she was in town last time?” He asks

  “Just briefly. I saw her at the press conference, then we had lunch. She had to head to Napa the next day,” I respond. He still calls her Ly Ly. A name I know she hates, but deals with it because he’s Mike and the more you tell him you hate something, the more he pokes and prods, just because he can.

  “Damn, I was hoping I’d get a chance to see her too. I didn’t even know she was gone already.”

  “I think she’s heading back over this way this weekend. May wanna call her to be sure.” He gives me this dubious look as I tell him that. I know he suspects something is up, and I’m getting to the point of not giving one single fuck. Lynn is mine and I’ll walk through fire to make sure nothing touches or hurts her.