Service Me, Mechanic

by Sylvia Fox

  “Before you say anything, there’s something I need to explain.” Axel’s eyes were wide, clear, and full of emotion. “The girl you saw in my shop today is not nor ever has been my lover. She’s one of my closest friends. Has been since high school. I think of her like a sister and nothing more.”

  Everything inside of me yearned to believe him, but a part of me resisted giving in. If I let down my guard, and it turned out he was lying, I didn’t think I’d be able to stitch myself back together again.

  “He means it, Callie. Axel here wasn’t cheating.” Barry stepped out from the hallway and gave me a nod. “And you know I wouldn’t say so unless it was true. Hell, I’ve pummelled guys for doing far less to you.”

  I looked from Barry to Axel, wide-eyed. Had I entered the Twilight Zone without noticing? My brother was…actually sticking up for Axel? Did that mean he knew…well, everything?

  “I got this ring for you, Callie, because there’s a question I want to ask.” Axel’s lips twisted into a lopsided smile. “And I know Barry’s approval is important to you. That’s why he’s here right now. Otherwise, I would have tried to make this a little more romantic.”

  “Barry?” With my heart shaking hard against my ribcage, I turned toward my brother. He crossed his arms over his chest, nodding once.

  “Callie Weston,” Axel began. “The past few weeks have been the best of my life. Hell, I barely recognize the man I’ve become. The world doesn’t seem like such a dark place now that I get to see you every day, kiss you every day—“

  “Ahem,” Barry cut in. “I’m standing right here, man. Keep that shit to a minimum.”

  “Right.” Axel cleared his throat before continuing. “What I’m trying to say is, you’ve changed me for better, even in this short time we’ve spent together. I know this is moving things really fast, but I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life. Marry me, Callie. Marry me, have my babies, and spend every day by my side. What do you say?”

  Tears streamed down my face as I launched myself into his arms.

  I said yes. Over and over again until he kissed all the tears from my cheeks.

  One Year Later

  Callie

  I spun in circles, eyeing up the spacious living room. It had hardwood floors and lofted ceilings, and the baseboards swirled with intricate designs. Pressing my hand to my heart, I turned to Axel and smiled. He was leaning lazily against the wall and watching me with a glint in his eye.

  “You’re serious?” I asked. “This is the place?”

  Axel had been talking about selling his small house down the street from Axel’s for months. He’d moved out of the shop, of course, but we’d been crammed in the tiny one-bedroom home since we got married. He’d promised there was somewhere he had in mind, but he wanted to wait until he was sure he could land it before showing me what it was.

  I’d imagined we’d move into a nice two-bedroom to start our life together. Something basic, something standard. As long as it had a little more space than the current house, it’d work out just fine. But this place was massive, especially compared to the homes I was used to, and especially compared to Axel’s tiny little room in the back of his shop. Four bedrooms, two baths, and a kitchen that looked straight out of a magazine feature.

  “This is it. What do you think?” He gave me a lazy smile. Axel knew exactly what I thought, but he wanted me to voice it aloud.

  “I think someone is going to get a very special reward tonight.” I shot him a wicked grin. “I love it.”

  “Then, it’s a done deal. I’ll confirm the offer in the morning.”

  “Axel…” I bit my lip. “There’s just one thing. Do you think we need so much space? I mean, four bedrooms for just the two of us seems a little silly.”

  He crossed the room in slow and steady steps, his biceps rippling as he fisted his hands. “It’s just the two of us for now…but I expect it won’t be that way for too much longer.”

  My heartbeat picked up speed. Could he be suggesting what I thought he was?

  “Are you saying you want another Steele to add to the family?” The words came out hushed. I’d wanted babies all my life. Lots of them running around and filling the world with laughter and smiles. Axel and I had talked about having children briefly before the wedding, just to make sure we both wanted the same things. But he hadn’t said when, and I hadn’t asked. One thing I didn’t want to do was rush things before we both were ready.

  But I’d been born ready.

  “I want to put a baby in this gorgeous little belly of yours.” He wrapped his arms around my back and pulled me close, his chest rippling against my breasts. “And then I want to do it all over again.”

  My breath came out in quick puffs.

  “So, yes,” he said with a delicious smile. “I think we’re going to need all this space. Don’t you?”

  “When can we start?” I pressed my hand against his chiseled chest and dragged my fingers down to his belt. He shivered underneath my touch, a reaction I’d never gotten tired of, no matter how many times we’d made love.

  “Here. Now.” He nipped my ear with his teeth. “And as many times as it takes.”

  We threw our clothes to the floor, and he lifted me into his arms. With my back against the wall, he drove his rod deep into my aching pussy. I couldn’t wait for his seed to fill me up, my body eager to grow his baby. The first of many from this perfect man I still couldn’t believe was my own.

  I dragged my hand down his chest, feeling every ridge of his muscles and moaning when he squeezed my breast. He sucked on my nipples, making my need drip down my thighs. I gasped and dropped my head against the wall, moaning with every flick of his tongue. This man knew how to do things that drove me wild.

  His hips slammed into my body as I widened my thighs even more. I pressed one hand on the wall behind me and hooked my legs around his waist. I never felt more alive than when Axel took me hard. Sometimes he was sweet. Sometimes he was rough. But he always made sure to take care of my needs. The pleasure built inside me now, hot and fast and burning between my thighs. Within moments, I would scream, shouting Axel’s name as my orgasm shook through my core.

  Just as I reached the brink, he grunted as he dug his fingers deep into my skin. His seed poured into me, and I closed my eyes and hoped it would take.

  Though I certainly wouldn’t mind trying again, over and over and over. Axel had made me insatiable, though only for him. I could have sex for hours, and no matter how many times I came, I was always eager for more. I loved his cock, I loved his tongue, I loved every inch of his body. I’d never thought of myself as a sex-crazed woman, but I couldn’t help the way he made me feel.

  So much had changed in such a short time. I’d walked into Axel’s auto shop a different girl than the one I was today. He’d shifted my life into gear and had turned something on inside me I didn’t know was there. The engine of my heart ran smoothly now, and I couldn’t wait to see what lay down our road together.

  With a baby on the way, it might be a bumpy ride, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

  Also by Sylvia Fox

  I’ve had my eyes on my best friend’s dad for years. Brett’s a pilot, but beyond that, he’s all man.

  I’m saving myself for him … even though my fantasies may never be realized. I get off to the idea of us so many times — I’m literally aching for his touch.

  But then I need a ride home for Thanksgiving break … and Brett’s in town with his plane.

  I finally have a chance to see his cockpit … and damn if I’m not hoping to join the mile high club with this pilot.

  I’ll let him fly me anywhere … I just hope he wants to take me away.

  Liam Cox is the definition of sex. Everything he does oozes masculinity, and my blood pressure rises every time he glances my way. I’ve always wanted the hottest doctor alive. Who the hell wouldn’t? He can put his stethoscope on me anytime his heart desires.

  The only problem is…he’s sixte
en years older than me.

  Oh. And he’s also my dad’s best friend.

  So, when we end up spending Christmas Eve alone at a ski resort together, my fantasies can’t help but run wild. I’m itching to feel his lips on mine, no matter how off-limits he might be.

  In fact, the off-limits part of the equation only makes me want him more.

  Turns out, my fantasy might not be as one-sided as I thought...

  I have an ache that needs curing, Doctor Cox. And you’re the only medicine for me.

  Wyatt McDowell is the only man I’ve ever wanted. He’s ripped, rugged, and raw. Too bad he’s my dad’s best friend and totally off-limits. At least, I think so…

  When I head home from college for some peace and quiet while my parents are out of town, a string of robberies leaves me scared and all alone. There’s only one man I can call. And only one man who can protect me.

  Turns out, there’s one thing he can’t protect me from. His c*ck.

  Lock me up, sheriff, and throw away the key. I’ve been a very, very bad girl.

  EMILY:

  Coach Eric Sutton is the hottest man on campus. He’s what I call an Alpha Silver Fox… Older, hot, and delicious. Every co-ed on campus fantasizes about him. And every guy dreams about what it would be like to be on his team…which just so happens to be the #1 squad in all of college basketball.

  Coach knows how to win.

  I could care less about the basketball part. Couldn’t tell you anything about it. I’m just a bookworm who always has her nose in a steamy romance novel. And besides, Coach wouldn’t look at me twice. And not just because I’m too curvy and too nerdy…

  I’m also his daughter’s best friend.

  COACH:

  Emily Foster is my daughter’s best friend. She’s also a student at the college I coach at. Being with her would obliterate my career, no question about it. It would also make my daughter hate me forever.

  But I can’t stop thinking about Emily’s body. And how it’s never been touched by another man. She’s pure as snow and all I can think about are the filthy things I want to do to her when we’re alone together in my house over Christmas break.

  I need her. I want her. And one night, I’m able to make a choice… I just hope its the right one.

  My dad’s best friend Colt is hot as sin. Like, late night vibe-fest kind of hot. Sure, he’s older, but that doesn’t matter one little bit because Colt Barrett is a man that deserves his own classification. Older. Younger. He transcends it all. He’s one hell of a man and my attraction to him was inevitable the minute I became woman enough to notice.

  An early snowstorm traps us alone together in my parents’ house over Thanksgiving and the heat between us is more than either of us can handle. It should all work out just fine, right? I mean, we’re both adults and my parents don’t have to know anything about our little affair.

  Until I get pregnant. All I want is a happily ever after with the man of my dreams. It could all be mine as long as my dad doesn’t kill him first.

  Dr. John Hardwicke is known as "Professor Hotness" around Moultrie College.

  And I'm his student. Professor Hardwicke is head of the Political Science department, which just so happens to be my major.

  He's the man who can make all my dreams come true ... in the classroom AND the bedroom.

  He's also my father's best friend.

  So I doubt he looks at me the way I look at him ... or does he?

  When my parents decide to go on an anniversary trip during my Thanksgiving break, it puts me in a bind. I have nowhere to go ... until the professor offers me a place at his table.

  And on his c*ck.

  Things just got a lot more complicated for this co-ed. But when it comes to the professor, this student is the highest of achievers. I always make the grade.