All He Wants

by Jagger Cole

  I nod and turn to look at her intensely. “Yeah.” I lean closer and I brush my lips to hers. I inhale the scent of her skin and her hair, and my desire burns for her as hot as my heart yearns for her. “But you have the rest.”

  I kiss her, and slowly, my hands slide up her thigh. She gasps quietly, and I groan. God, I want this woman, and I’m done not having her. I’ve gone as far as I possibly can without being inside of her, and feeling her come for me, and on me. That ends now.

  “Come with me,” I growl deep in my throat.

  Julia blushes as I pull her out of the chair. “But… they…”

  “They’re fine, trust me,” I groan. “But I can’t stand another minute without feeling your pussy around my cock, and without you being mine.”

  14

  Evan

  I kiss her hard, tasting her sweet lips. My cock thickens and throbs in my pants. My very soul aches for her, and my body craves her. I hold her against me, kissing her deeply. She moans, and the sound spurs me on.

  We’re upstairs on the second floor of my penthouse in my bedroom. Finally, I’ve got her all alone and all to myself. I pin her to the bedroom door once it’s closed. Maybe when I first kissed her, I was worried about what this meant. I was worried about what this could result in. But I’m not worried anymore. I already know she’s mine, and I know damn well that I’m all hers.

  Julia was mine the second I laid eyes on her. Claiming her here and now is an inevitability. And by the way she kisses me so eagerly, I know I’m not the only one who understands that.

  My dick pulses against her, and I can feel her tits swell against my chest. I cup her face and kiss her deeply. Julia gasps and moans, and her hips push into me. Her eagerness has my balls aching, and my desire to fill her with my cum is overpowering. I want to taste every inch of her and claim every part of her for myself.

  My hand drops to her ass, and I grip it like its mine. I pull at her skirt, tugging it up high. The tight fabric slides over her ass, and my hand grips her bare skin. She’s wearing a thong, and my cock throbs when my hand feels bare cheek. I press her into the door, consumed by my need for her.

  I keep claiming her lips, pulling away only to rip my own t-shirt off. But then, I’m right back where I belong, kissing her. One hand slides over her tits, and she moans. I cup the swell of them through her top. Her nipples harden against my palm. I start to work open the buttons, and I peel her top away. Her lacy bra is next, then I pull her into me. Her hard, dusky nipples press into my chest, and the skin on skin contact makes me growl for more.

  I almost rip the zipper of her skirt pulling it down. The garment falls to her feet, and Julia moans deeply against my lips. My throbbing dick is pulsing between her legs, right against her sweet cunt. And I’m dying to taste her.

  Julia moans when I grip her waist tightly and spin us. I carry her over to the bed and place her tight little ass on the edge of it. My hips spread her legs wide, and I can feel the heat of her pussy against me.

  I kiss and suck at her neck. I move lower, cupping her tits. My lips tease one little pink nipple and then the other, then I kiss lower down over her tummy. I spread her legs open for me as I sink to my knees between them. Julia moans, and I pause, looking up at her from my knees between her legs.

  “This little pussy is all mine, beautiful,” I growl. She moans, her blue eyes wide and her cheeks flushed. “All fucking mine.”

  She nods eagerly, and I’m not waiting another instant denying myself the pleasure of tasting her again. I slip a finger under the edge of her panties. My finger brushes her dripping wet lips, and I tug the lace to the side. Goddamn, she’s got the prettiest little pussy in the fucking world. My cock swells hard, and my cum begins to leak into my boxers. I move closer to her and gently let my tongue slide over her pink, wet lips. Julia gasps in pleasure, and her stomach tightens.

  “Oh fuck, Evan! Oh my God!”

  She tastes so fucking good, and I want more. I move in again and plunge my tongue into her. My hands press her legs wide open as I devour her. I push my tongue in and out, like I’m fucking her with it. I move to her clit and suck it between my eager lips. Julia’s pleasure fills my bedroom as I make love to her pussy with my mouth.

  Her thighs tighten on me, and she starts to tremble. I know she’s close, and I’m determined to taste her sweetness when she comes. I push a finger into her and stroke it in and out. I rub her g-spot inside and suck on her clit. Julia thrashes on my bed, and her hands grip my hair.

  “Oh God, Evan! You’re… you’re going to make me come!”

  “Come all over my goddamn tongue, baby,” I groan. I suck her button and swirl my tongue across it. My finger rubs her spot, and Julia can’t take another second of the pleasure. She moans deeply and grinds against my mouth. Her pleasure fills my ears and the room as she comes hard against my tongue.

  I have to have her, and I’m not wasting another second not being inside of her sweet cunt. I stand and open my belt, my zipper is next, and I shove my jeans and boxers down. My thick, rock-hard cock springs against her thigh, and Julia gasps. I watch her eyes widen and her face flush.

  “Oh shit, Evan,” she whispers. “Fuck, you’re so big.”

  “I’ll go slow,” I growl. I shake my head. “I’ll try to go slow.”

  “I’m all yours,” she moans, kicking her panties away.

  I thread my fingers into her hair and pull her against me. Our lips mash together tightly, and I devour hers. I know she can taste herself on my lips, and I love that she keeps on kissing me harder. I wrap a hand around my dick and press the swollen knob against her puffy lips. Julia’s breath catches, and I start to sink into her.

  I am going slow, but it’s taking all of my self-control to not just pound into her. All I want is to fuck her with everything I have, until she’s coming all over my thickness. But I make myself take my time. I push inch after inch of my cock into her hot little pussy, until I’m all the way inside.

  She moans and clutches me. “So, so big.”

  “Your little kitty is so tight around me, baby,” I groan. “Such a hot little pussy.”

  She looks into my eyes and worries her lip. “This… if we do this…”

  “I think we’re past that point,” I growl. “And this changes nothing. All this means is, I’m done dancing around the fact that I’ve craved you since the moment I saw you. And I don’t mean just this, I mean your heart. Julia, I’m done wasting another second of my life without having you all for myself, forever.”

  I grind against her, and she whimpers in pleasure. I slide out, luxuriating in the feel of her silky walls gripping my hardness so tightly. She’s so damn wet, and when I’m almost all the way out, I push deeply back in. The pleasure overtakes me, and I grip her tightly with my strong hands. I kiss her hungrily and start to push into her harder and faster. My swollen cock plunges into her perfect little cunt, and her arousal coats down my length.

  Her legs wrap tight around my waist, and I push a hand back up into her long blonde hair. I plunge into her, fucking her into the mattress while I fill her up with every thrust. Julia, tightens and with a sharp gasp, and I feel her climax. Her pussy grips me tightly, stroking my length. I fight to hang on, and my hands tighten on her.

  I lose myself taking her. Her body moves against mine, and she kisses me deeply. I’m so close, and I know she is too, again. I want her to come at the same time that I spill my hot cum into her pussy. I want her like no other man has ever had her. I want her utterly and completely, and forever.

  “Evan! I’m going to explode! Oh fuck, you’re gonna make me come!”

  “Come for me, baby,” I growl. “Come all fucking over my cock.”

  I push deep into her, and I feel her falling apart for me. She clings to me and cries out in pleasure. Her orgasm rattles her whole body, and her pussy tightens around my thick tool. Feeling her exploding like that for me is the last I can take. I grunt and thrust deep. My cock swells and my balls tighten. My hot cum floods
into her, filling her with my seed. I spurt into her over and over, until she’s taken all of me deep inside.

  My lips burn hotly against hers. I kiss her possessively, like I’m showing her how mine she is. There’s no going back now. Now, she’s mine forever, and I’ll protect what’s mine with everything I have and everything I am.

  At some point, we finally take a break from our lovemaking, and crawl into bed together. Sam is aware of where the guest rooms are downstairs for him, Elise, and Mateo. And my security is all over the roof of this building and the ones next to it. I’m not worried about Petrov. Not tonight.

  Tonight, it’s just me and her. That’s all I need.

  It’s late, or early depending on your viewpoint, when I wake to my phone ringing. I scowl, but when I see who it is, my muscles clench.

  “Tell me you’ve got something.”

  “Oh, Mr. Danforth,” Kevin, my head of crypto chuckles. “We’ve got it all. We just cracked the phone wide open.”

  15

  Julia

  “Okay, it’s all sent.”

  Triumph flashes on Evan’s face. He nods with a smile. “And now, we watch the fireworks.”

  It’s the crack of dawn, and we’ve spent the last couple of hours poring over the heaps of data his crypto team pulled from Petrov’s phone. And it’s hugely damning for the Russian. It’s war-ending, as Evan puts it. We’ve also been sending everything we can from his phone to the FBI, the FTC, and State Department. Petrov is about to have a very bad day.

  We both stand from the desk in his penthouse office. He takes my hands in his and pulls me close to him. “Julia,” Evan growls gently. “I know this is fast, but…”

  “I don’t care if it’s fast,” I whisper.

  “I’m in love with you, Julia,” Evan says. His eyes hold mine, and my heart races. “I love you.”

  It is fast, but I don’t have to think about it either. “I love you too,” I gasp. I melt against his chest, and our lips meet. I kiss him deeply, and he does the same back.

  “Oh, shit, sorry.”

  I giggle as we break apart. We turn, and there’s Sam standing in the doorway. “Can I help you?” Evan growls at him.

  “I was trying to find your coffee,” the Texan grunts. “Also, I’m moving in. That guest room is way too damn cozy.”

  “The hell you are,” Evan grumbles.

  “I can make coffee,” I smile. “Gimme one—”

  “He’s going to make his own damn coffee,” Evan chuckles. “You’re not at the Blue Fish anymore.”

  I giggle and lean in to kiss his cheek. “Yeah, but I like making coffee.” I shrug. “Plus, I’m pretty darn good at it.”

  “Sold, I’ll take two,” Sam chuckles.

  I glance at Evan, who raises a brow. “Two, huh?” He grins. “Did one of my guest rooms have a crowded bed last night?”

  “He fucking wishes,” Elise grumbles, walking past the door in a pair of sweatpants and tank top. “You wouldn’t believe this idiot’s lines last night.”

  Sam chuckles. “Almost convinced her, too.”

  “Not even close,” Elise calls from the kitchen, making Evan and I laugh. “Honestly, it was pathetic, and I’m not sure I’d tell anyone about that, Sam.”

  The cowboy sighs as we pile out of the office and head for the kitchen. “Can’t blame a guy for trying.”

  “Watch me,” Elise mutters.

  I grin and start grinding espresso beans in Evan’s grinder. Sam clears his throat. “Hey Evan, you want to share why it is you’re smiling like a pig in shit?”

  “I can take a guess,” Mateo chuckles as he steps into the kitchen area, rubbing his eyes. He glances at me knowingly, and I blush.

  “My and Julia’s private lives being none of any of your business,” Evan growls. “My team cracked Petrov’s phone.”

  Sam pumps a fist in the air. Elise’s jaw drops. “Seriously?” She sounds shocked which stings my pride a little. “What did they find?”

  “Everything” I grin. “Enough to bury him. Not even just FTC stuff. The State Department is going to tear him apart.”

  “Well, that’s what that asshole gets for throwing coffee on me,” Mateo mutters.

  “Wow, you really did it,” Elise murmurs.

  “No,” Evan growls. He takes my hand and squeezes. “We did.”

  Later that morning, I’m on Evan’s lap watching the news in his penthouse. On it, Petrov Valdiski is being hauled out of his own billionaire’s apartment in chains. The State Department is there, the FBI, the FTC, and pretty much any other three-letter bureau. And they all want a piece of him.

  We sent all sorts of proof out earlier with the files from Petrov’s phone: the stock manipulation, the FTC violations, and a lot of other nefarious deals. And those were just the start. Looking deeper, Petrov’s connections to organized crime and known terrorism bankers were what really got the authorities involved. His accounts and assets are frozen, and the news is already mentioning that in addition to the U.S., the U.K. and Russia are looking to file charges against him.

  The others are gone, and it’s just Evan and I. Sitting here in his lap, both of us in pajamas, it feels like I’ve lived here with him for years, not a single night. It’s as if I’ve fallen right into home-life with him, and I love it.

  I snuggle against him, and his muscled arms circle me. He holds me tight while we sip coffee and watch our victory play out on the news. Evan’s been vindicated, of course, and there’s a lot of great coverage of how well Danforth Acquisitions responded to the threats.

  “So, it’s over then?”

  “Petrov’s little war is, yeah,” Evan says. He turns and grins, and his lips brush mine. “But I think this is just beginning.”

  “I think so too,” I whisper. I lean up and kiss him softly, and my heart races.

  “I hate to say it,” Evan pulls away and growls quietly. “But I’m not sure you’ll be able to stay as my assistant. Because I’m not sure I’ll ever work again if you are.”

  I gasp dramatically. “Are you firing me?”

  “Absolutely.”

  I giggle and wrap my arms and legs around him as he kisses me hard. “Well I might just have to blackmail you if you want to stay out of a harassment lawsuit,” I joke.

  “Ooo,” Evan chuckles. “What’ll it take?”

  “You’ll probably have to be my sex slave or something,” I whisper with a grin.

  Evan laughs. “I think you’ve got yourself a deal. He kisses me again, and I hold him close. “I love you, Julia,” he murmurs against my lips.

  “I love you too,” I moan back.

  “Now, I think you need to get that sweet ass back into the bedroom and put it high in the air. Because I’m going to take you every which way until you’re begging for more.”

  I blush, my heart beating quickly. “That a promise or a threat?”

  “Both,” he growls. I giggle as I lunge from his lap and run for the bedroom, with him right behind me.

  Epilogue

  “Fuck, you’re so wet.”

  Evan groans and wraps a hand around his thick cock. He pushes the big crown into me, and I gasp as he plunges deep inside my pussy. I moan and eagerly cling to him. My thighs tighten around his hips, and he growls when he starts to fuck me. His lips slam to mine, and my ankles lock behind his thrusting, muscular ass.

  He pumps into me, sending me into pure pleasure. I urge him on with my hands and my moans of pleasure. I’m desperate for all of him, and nothing less. His hands tangle in my hair and grip my ass hard. He snarls like an animal and ravages me like a beast. I’m so wet that his huge cock glides in and out of me, and I can already feel the climax building.

  “Come for me, beautiful,” he growls into my ear. I gasp in pleasure. “I’m going to fill this sweet little pussy with my cum,” he groans. “And I want you to come with me, Julia. Come for my big dick.”

  His filthy words put me over the fucking top, and I begin to come apart for him. I moan deeply, and the
orgasm explodes through me. I groan and fall back on the bed, panting for air. Evan chuckles and leans over me to kiss my lips. It’s paradise, spending my life with him.

  It’s been a year since the Petrov thing. With Evan taken out from under the microscope after it all shook out, he was able to go through with his plans. He did acquire Olsen Holdings, and his existing companies pulled through just fine. If anything, Danforth Acquisitions became an even more solid and respected institution.

  Obviously, I couldn’t stay on as Evan’s assistant. I mean he’s right, we’d never get a thing done if I were that close to him all the time. It’s hard enough letting him leave every morning to go to work. In fact, I’m mostly responsible for his being late on a regular basis now. His new assistant loves to give me flack for it.

  That would be Mateo, who proves to be a spectacular assistant—better than me, even. He’s even used his new position and income to settle down a little and not be quite such a man-skank. I’m proud of him; he’s down to just three boyfriends and no randoms.

  As it is, I’m kept plenty busy. My first novel is releasing in just a few weeks, and the press tour is ramping up. Initial reviews have been incredible, and my agent is already fending off phone calls from movie studios who want to option it for a script. Evan really wanted to publish it through a publishing company he acquired, but we both agreed that I should do this free from the Danforth name and let it sink or swim on its own merit. I even used a pen name to publish it, since my name is Danforth now—Mrs. Julia Danforth, thank you very much.

  It’s been a whirlwind of a year, but I can’t imagine anything else. Even’s business is booming, my book is about to blow up, and after that, we’re taking some time off to start a family. I can’t freaking wait.

  “Wait, did you…” I blush. “Did you come?”

  “Not yet I didn’t,” he growls. I moan, thrilled because I know that means more for me, too. I gasp as his big hands grip me, and he pulls me into his arms, lifting me from the bed.