I tried to hold back, but a small smile escaped before I could stop it. He was trying his best to be sweet, but I wasn’t a sap, so I did what I do best. I pierced him with my best glare that said no one would ever find his body if he crossed me again.
“Don’t fuck up again.”
I stepped forward into his arms and kissed him. His hands trailed down my back and then lifted my dress up over my hips. He grabbed me by the ass and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. He set me down on the table and pushed me back so I was lying down. He pressed hot kisses over my ankles and up my legs to my inner thighs. He lightly kissed over my panties before kissing down the other leg. I was getting wet, but he continued to give hot, wet kisses to my inner thighs. My pussy was pulsing with need, but he still wouldn’t touch me. Enough of this shit. I grabbed his hair and pulled his face up to look at me.
“It has been three fucking weeks. I don’t want sexy and slow. I want you to put your mouth on my pussy and make me come.”
“The lady gets anything she asks for tonight, but she is going to have to ask,” he said with a grin.
“Just fuck me.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
The panties were ripped from my body as Jack leaned in and licked my pussy. There was no way I would last with him licking my clit like that. I exploded in his mouth, but he wouldn’t let up. He continued to suck on my tender flesh until I was shaking uncontrollably. He stood up and looked at me with heat in his eyes. Then he licked his lips. “Mmmm. Delicious.”
He yanked me up by the arm and wrapped me around his body. I could feel his erection pushing against me as he carried me out of the kitchen. I needed him badly and my body had a mind of its own as my pussy started grinding against his erection. I kissed him with all the need I was feeling and he started bumping into things in the living room. Having had enough he finally just threw me down on the couch. My dress was ripped from my body as he stared at my breasts. I was suddenly aware of how small they had gotten and I covered myself as I flushed in embarrassment. I pulled my hands away and started suckling my nipples through my bra.
“God, I love your tits. Have I ever told you how perfect they are?”
He ground his hips into me and I couldn’t take anymore.
“Take your pants off and fuck me.”
“All you had to do was ask.”
“I did,” I said indignantly as I smacked him.
He quickly undressed and I noticed that he had also lost some definition in his body over the past three weeks. It looked like I wasn’t the only one suffering. He quickly erased those thoughts from my head when he dragged me over the side of the couch. He bent me over and spread my legs, then thrust his hard cock inside me.
“Oh, God. That feels so good,” I moaned. He thrust in and out slowly at first, but then started to build speed. “Yes! Fuck me hard, Jack. I want it hard.”
He started pounding into me and then I felt his thumb brush the entrance of my ass. I shuddered at the feeling. I had never been touched there and I was a little nervous about him touching me there. He moved his fingers to my clit and started to massage, then he brought my juices to the tight ring of my ass and slowly inserted his thumb. The pain made me gasp and I moved forward to get away from it, but he continued to push his thumb in and out. I got used to the sensation and after a few minutes, the pain went away and I found myself wanting more. I pushed back against him and felt his thumb push deeper inside me.
“Do you want my cock in here?”
Part of me wanted it, but the other part of me was still nervous. He continued to play with my ass and I moaned at the pressure.
“Yes, Jack.”
“Have you ever had it before?”
“No.”
“Okay. We’ll go slow.”
He removed his thumb and then shoved his cock back inside my pussy and fucked me hard. His hands made their way back to my nipples. The pinching and pulling had me clenching around him as I started to come. Moments later, he came shouting my name and then collapsed on top of me. When his breathing returned to normal, he pulled out and I could feel him leaking down my legs.
He picked me up and carried me to the bathroom where he cleaned me up. My legs were boneless and I was grateful to him for doing the heavy lifting. My eyes grew heavy and my energy was completely sapped. The last few weeks followed by makeup sex had finally taken its toll on me. He laid me down in the bed and held me, rubbing small circles on my stomach. The window was open and I could hear the crickets outside. It was calming and I found it quite easy to drift off to sleep, thinking it would be nice to have this every night.
CHAPTER TEN
Jack
The next few weeks were filled with lots of sex and many sleepovers. There was hardly a night that we didn’t see each other. Most nights, Harper came to my house after work since she got off later than I did. I used those nights to catch up on any extra work that had to be done at the garage. Harper had started a new book and usually worked on it at my house in the morning while I was at work. Her stuff had started to take over my closet, but it made sense. Otherwise, she would be hauling a bag back and forth.
We were getting ready go to The Pub on a Saturday night that she was able to get off. We were meeting the guys, Anna, and Luke down at the bar. Harper came out of the bedroom dressed in tight jeans, a white t-shirt, and cowboy boots. Her hair was in loose waves down her back. She looked damn sexy. I had been thinking about asking her to move in with me and I knew that I had to tread carefully or she would shut me down. She was very independent and I didn’t think I had a good chance of her saying yes, but I had to try to get her out of that shit hole she lived in. It wasn’t safe and I hated her staying there.
“So I’ve been thinking, maybe we should consider you moving in here.”
“Um, thanks, but I’m gonna keep my apartment.”
She smiled at me and went back to the bedroom. She hadn’t even thought about it, just brushed me off. She was supposed to at least consider it. She came back out a minute later putting in earrings. I wasn’t backing down that easily. She needed to at least hear me out.
“I think we need to talk about this some more.”
“Talk about what?”
I looked at her incredulously and started to fume.
“You know what.” I was getting pissed. “You practically live here already. Your shit takes up over half my closet. This is the next logical step. Besides, your place is a shit hole and I don’t like you staying there. It isn’t safe.” With every word, my voice grew louder until I was practically shouting at her. She very calmly walked over to me, but I could see the anger brewing in her eyes. Shit. I fucked that up.
“That shit hole is all I can afford. I’m working double shifts so that I can live there. And in case you’ve forgotten, you put three locks on my solid, oak door, so I’m pretty sure it’s safe.” Her hands were on her hips and she was breathing heavily trying to control her temper.
“Look, if you gave up your apartment and moved in here, you wouldn’t have to work so much and you could focus on writing. You wouldn’t have to work at all if you didn’t want to. I can take care of you. I make enough money for both of us to live comfortably.”
“So now I need to be taken care of? Pretty soon, I’ll be staying here ironing your socks and cooking all your meals for you!”
“I wouldn’t say no to that.”
I had meant it as a joke, but based on the look on her face, she didn’t find it funny.
“So let’s say I give up my apartment. We’ve known each other two months. What happens if we get in a fight, like right now, and we go our separate ways. Or you become a huge ass and I decide to cut off your balls? Or a car falls on top of you because someone, maybe me, lets the jack down with you under it? Then where do I go? What do I do for a job?”
“Okay, I’m going to take that comment sarcastically and assume you wouldn’t actually try to castrate me or murder m
e at my job.”
“Take it however you want. I’m just throwing out some ‘what ifs’. Jack, this is still too new and I’m not going to change my way of life to live with some guy that I met two months ago!”
Coldness seeped into my bones. I was trying to move forward with her and she was thinking of things that were going to pull us apart. She didn’t give a fuck about me. I get that moving in might be too fast, but some guy? Guess I didn’t really know her all that well. I put my hands in my pockets because I was about two seconds from hitting something.
“Some guy, huh? Is that what I am to you? Just some guy you’re fucking? Ya know what, how about we table this discussion for now. The guys are waiting on us.”
I turned around and walked out the door, not really caring if she followed at this point. She did follow me and climbed into the truck and slammed the door. The drive to The Pub was uncomfortable, but I wasn’t going to try to fix that. All I wanted to do right now was get a drink and forget that conversation. I walked right up to the bar and ordered some drinks. I drank down a shot and then carried my other drink over to the table where the guys were sitting.
“Did you get me a drink?”
Harper looked around for her drink and then looked at me. I sneered at her. She could get her own fucking drink.
“Nah. I wouldn’t want you to think that I’m taking care of you. Ya know, you have to be able to order your own drinks in case we get in a fight and I leave you.”
I downed my drink and slammed it on the table. Everyone at the table fell silent and stared at the two of us. This had not been my intention. I didn’t want to drag others into our fight, but my head was itching for a fight. Harper walked over to the bar and ordered a drink. Anna left to go talk to her.
“What the fuck was that man?” Luke looked over at me in disbelief.
“I asked her to move in with me and she basically told me no because we were gonna end eventually.”
The whole table sat in stunned silence. They all knew how I felt about her and I didn’t think they were too happy about it either, but they were trying not to say anything. Harper and Anna returned a few minutes later with some drinks. Harper set one down in front of me. I couldn’t help the comment that flew out of my mouth.
“Do I need to worry about this being poisoned?”
Harper turned to me with a glare. “Excuse me?”
“Well, I mean, you already told me that you had plans to murder me at work. Figured maybe this was a sneak attack.”
Sean turned to Harper. “Seriously? You told him you had plans to murder him?”
“No, I was posing a scenario in which we wouldn’t be together anymore.”
“And one of those scenarios was you murdering him.”
Harper started to get flustered and couldn’t find the right words to say. I inwardly laughed. The guys were just busting her chops, but I thought it was hilarious. She got herself into this and she could get herself out.
“I was just... I was saying that people break up and it wasn’t smart to move in together.”
Cole was the next to speak up. “So he asks you to move in and you plot to murder him?”
I tried to hold back the laughter. She was making a total ass out of herself. I could jump in and try to help explain, but she kinda deserved this. When she got mad, she made some pretty crazy comments. It was one of the things I loved about her, but right now, it made her sound crazy as fuck.
Sebastian handed me his business card. “Just in case you decide you need some extra security. Remember what she can do with a paintball gun.”
“Look, this ass suggested that we move in together and that he ‘take care of me’. I was just saying that it wouldn’t be smart because if something happened, it would leave me out in the cold.”
Logan looked at me with a baffled expression. “Total asshole move, dude. What were you thinking, offering to take care of your girlfriend?” Logan turned to Harper. “If you ever do decide to take care of him, you give me a call. I have plenty of places to bury a body.” The whole table erupted in laughter and Harper stalked off towards the bar.
Anna turned a glare on the entire table. “You don’t have to be such assholes. That conversation was taken out of context. You guys sure know how to make someone feel like shit.” She turned and stormed off and we all looked at each other, then broke into laughter again.
Later that night, Anna and Luke challenged Harper and I to a round of darts. Harper was pretty good. Apparently, she used to play in college quite a bit. We were on our second game and I had just gone to remove my darts when I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. I glanced over my shoulder and saw a dart sticking out of the back of my shoulder.
“What the fuck?” I pulled the dart and glanced over at Harper to see an innocent look on her face. Or as innocent as Harper could pull off. That woman was the devil.
“Oops. Looks like I missed the board. My bad.”
“My bad? You threw a fucking dart at my back. Is this another scenario where you would accidentally get rid of me?”
“It just slipped. Maybe you shouldn’t be standing in front of the board.”
I stalked over to Harper, grabbed her hand, and pulled her down the hallway towards the bathrooms. I was seriously pissed off and this shit was going to end one way or the other. Either she changed her attitude or I would change it for her. I pushed her up against the wall and pushed my leg between her legs. Her attitude, as shitty as it was, turned me on and I was ready to fuck her up against the wall. I grabbed her knee and pulled it up against my hip, drawing her body closer to mine. I leaned in and scraped my teeth along her jaw.
“Is that what this is coming to Harper? Throwing darts at me? Do you really not want me anymore?”
I kissed down her neck and back up to nibble on her ear. My thumb was rubbing against her knee, itching to move further up her leg. Her breathing was harsh against my skin and I could feel her heart thumping wildly against my chest.
“I want you to be with me, Harper and I’m not gonna apologize for wanting to take care of you.” I leaned forward and kissed her hard, then pulled back and whispered in her ear. “But you’ve gotta make up your mind. Either you’re in this with me or you’re out. No more giving me scenarios or what ifs. I want all of you. Now you have to decide if you want me too.” I rubbed my nose against hers. “What’s it gonna be, pretty girl?”
She clutched my shoulders and her breath tickled my face. I could see that she was struggling with my demands, but I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
“I want you too.”
That was all I needed. The rest could be worked out later, but for right now, I needed this woman in my bed and she would stay there if she knew what was good for her. She could keep running from me, but I would always find a way to drag her back into my arms.
“Let’s get outta here before I fuck you against the wall.”
I grabbed her hand and dragged her out the door. We headed back to her place because it was closer and spent the whole night making up. The next morning, I woke before Harper and went to the kitchen and made coffee. Since Harper had been staying with me, there wasn’t really anything to make for breakfast. I found some breakfast bars and set those out. As I sat in the kitchen, I looked around at Harper’s stuff. We were going to have a long talk about living together. It was ridiculous to keep shuffling back and forth.
Harper came out a half hour later and shuffled over to the coffee pot. She gave me a kiss and sat down at the table.
“Good morning.”
“Morning, baby. You ready to talk about this?” Harper nodded and took a long drink of coffee.
“I want you to move in with me. I know you want someplace to go that’s yours, but baby, it’s ridiculous to keep a separate place for yourself. I’m not leaving you and you need to get that idea through your head. If you moved in with me, you could cut back on work. Just imagine how much time you would have to
write if you didn’t have to work so much. I’m just asking you to lose the extra shifts you’ve been picking up. Then, down the line, if you need more time for writing, you can stop working and just write. We could spend more time together and we wouldn’t have to try and work out whose place to meet at.”
“Jack, that’s all great, but I like that I have my own space that I can come to.”
“Baby, we can add on to the house and give you your own home office or chill room. Whatever you want. Besides, if you’re not paying rent, you can afford to buy a better car and I won’t be worrying about you stuck on the side of the road in that death trap. There are so many positives to this.”
She thought about it for a moment and she looked around her place.
“If I agree to this, you need to give me space when I need it.”
“Agreed. I need to be able to hang out with the guys also. Living together doesn’t mean we spend every moment together.” Harper drank her coffee in silence for a few minutes while she thought it over.
“Okay. Let’s do this.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Harper
The next Saturday, Anna came over to help me start packing. During the week, I had slowly moved over the rest of my clothes and bathroom supplies to Jack’s house. Jack and I had gone through all of my kitchen stuff and decided what to keep and what to put in a garage sale. Then we went through the living room and bedroom. Logan decided to have a garage sale at his house that all our friends were contributing to. We were going to have it in a week, so I had to hurry up and pack up whatever was going to Jack’s.
“So how did Jack convince you to move in with him?” Anna asked as she loaded another box.
“I don’t know. He just seemed to genuinely want me to be with him and he wanted to help me achieve my goals. I guess I just needed him to show me that it wasn’t just about having a good time. He said that we could build on to the back of his house to give me an office or some space that was just mine. I don’t know if he was serious, but that would be pretty cool.”
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