Going, Going, Goner (Double Play Series Book 2)

by Nicole Rodrigues

  “Told you,” I whisper to Jackson, grabbing his hand as we make our way upstairs.

  “She was in the bathroom, wasn't she?”

  “She was. Now shut up and show me those skills Mr. Goner,” I sass, wiggling my eyebrows.

  “Oh princess, I need you in my bed for that one. All alone in my house so I can make you scream.”

  I gasp as he latches his wet lips on my collarbone and lightly sucks.

  “Get your bag, we're goin’ home...finally.”

  Chapter 25

  Savannah

  The drive from Gabriel and Charlotte's house over to Jackson's is torture. I swear the man's scent could have made me orgasm. I squeeze my eyes shut, focusing on my breathing. Calm down Savannah, you'll get him soon enough. My hands fists into tight balls next to me and my heart is beating so loud that's all I can hear. It's only when I feel a hand on my shoulder that I flinch and snap out of it

  “Are you okay Savvy?”

  “We’re here?” I ask frantically looking around.

  I recognize Jackson's house and unbuckle my seatbelt quickly but his hand on mine stops me.

  “Let me get your door. Take it easy, okay?” Jackson says softly, putting my hair behind my ear.

  I nod and he gets out, walking around to my side and opening my door. I get out and immediately wrap my arms around his waist, pulling him in closer to me and attacking his lips with mine.

  He gently pushes me against the side of the car and lifts me up by my ass, placing me on the hood.

  “I...I fuckin’ want you so bad Jackson Turner. I'm shakin’ I-”

  He cuts me off with a kiss and his hand goes down to my sweatpants and slips inside my thong. He runs a rough finger through my warm, wet folds and I gasp.

  “Yes,” I manage to squeak out.

  “Look at my girl. We ain't even gonna make it in the house, are we?”

  I shake my head violently and place both hands on his shoulders and softly push him to his knees.

  “Right here Turner. You're gonna finish me right here, right now.”

  “Oh princess, you ain't gotta ask me twice.”

  His rough voice is low and menacing and briefly I regret being so bold out in the open like this. Key word, briefly, because when he slides my thong and sweatpants down and that warm, capable tongue goes to work, I melt on top of the hood of his car. His tongue hypnotizes my body and I'm in a trance that I never want to snap out of. My desire is sweeping through me, every nerve ending igniting.

  “Jackson, my God, I…”

  My words are cut off as his mouth latches onto my clit and he sucks, pulling it between his teeth. My hands go behind me to the hood of the car as the wave of euphoria crashes over me and knocks me off balance. Jackson's hands grip my waist, steadying me as he continues his assault on my pussy. Licking and sucking until I'm crying out for him to stop, a tear escaping down my cheek. I grab the back of his head, pulling his hair as he pushes a finger inside me and curls it, causing me to break apart at the seams.

  “I can’t...shit, Jackson.”

  My moans are so loud I swear the whole street can hear me, but I don't give a fuck. My legs tighten as I ride out my orgasm and slowly come down from heaven.

  “Savvy, are you cryin’? Shit did I hurt you?” Jackson says, getting up from his knees cradling my face and swiping the tear off my cheek.

  I grab his wrist and shake my head.

  “No, no that was unbelievable. It was perfect, but I need you inside me right now Jackson.”

  “Savannah Gavinwood, no way in hell. I am finally takin’ you to a damn bed,” he says smirking, placing a soft kiss on my cheek.

  We walk hand and hand into his house and straight up the stairs to his master bedroom. We're frantic, pulling at each other’s clothes until were both panting and naked in record time.

  “You...you make me...God, Savvy I'm fuckin’ speechless,” he says putting a hand on my waist.

  He pulls me closer to him and kisses my lips softly as he pushes me down onto the bed.

  “Turn around. Is it okay to lay on your belly?”

  His voice is rough and barely controlled and my pussy clenches around nothing, aching to be filled.

  “Yeah it's okay for a little while longer, until it gets uncomfortable.”

  I roll over on the bed and Jackson grabs my hands, pulling them behind my back and placing them on my own ass cheeks.

  “Jackson, what-”

  “Don't move them, Savvy.”

  I nod and I feel his thick cock head rub through my swollen lips and between my ass cheeks. He then runs a finger slowly down my spine and I shiver, my hands gripping my own ass a little tighter. God dammit I'm so turned on.

  “Good girl,” he whispers in my ear as he plants soft kisses down my back. My nails dig into my ass and I whimper.

  “Jackson, please,” I beg.

  “What do you want Savvy?”

  “Fuck me. Now.”

  The head of his cock slowly pushes through my folds and he bottoms out with a sharp exhale. His hands cover mine on my ass and he grips like it’s the only thing keeping him alive.

  His rhythm starts slow and I can tell he is trying to control himself. I squeeze my walls around him and he stops his movements.

  “Savannah,” he says warningly.

  “You asked what I want Jackson, I want you. The unrestrained you. Let go Jax.”

  I glance over my shoulder at him as I see it; the moment his control snaps. I smile and bite my lip as I watch his gaze turn stormy and his grip on my hands tighten.

  “Grip your ass tighter. Hold on for the ride princess,” he growls.

  I squeeze my ass as he digs his fingers into my hands and he rapidly pumps in and out of me. My clit rubs against the bed sheets repeatedly and the erotic feeling of both of us squeezing my ass sends me over the edge again, faster than I can catch myself. I cry out as a hot rush shoots down my legs to my toes and my body tenses underneath him.

  His pumps grow frantic and I feel the moment he empties inside me and my body goes limp. He slowly pulls himself out of me and I feel myself drift off. He's mine. Jackson Turner is finally mine.

  Jackson

  I roll over in bed and my hand instinctively goes over Savannah's small belly. I swear in the past couple of days, she popped all the sudden and I have become insanely obsessed with her little belly. I have become the annoying person that constantly touches it, but I don't care. I did that, we did that, and it makes me so damn happy.

  “Morning princess,” I whisper in her ear.

  I move her hair off her bare shoulder and kiss her neck softly, moving from one shoulder across her back to the other.

  “Don't you know not to wake a sleeping pregnant woman,” I hear her grumble.

  I kiss down her bare back and move the bed sheet off of her to kiss and nip her bare ass. She jumps, squealing and I laugh.

  “Jackson! Lacey is home you can't,” I shut her up with a sweep of my tongue against her wet pussy and she clamps a hand over her mouth.

  “Dammit.” I hear her muffled moan and smile.

  I lick up the inside of one thigh and then the other before I press on her clit with my thumb. She gasps and I dip my head down to suck up her juices but a phone starts ringing throughout the room.

  “Don't you have to-”

  “No,” I say cutting her off.

  I kiss up her ribs across her chest and suck a nipple in my mouth. I flick my tongue back and forth over it wildly. The phone starts ringing again and Savannah gently pushes me off of her.

  “Go answer it.”

  I shake my head and get up from the bed, walking over to my jeans. I grab my phone out of my pocket and glance at the screen. Shit.

  “Matty what do you have for me?” I say quickly.

  “We found Kat,” says a rough voice from the other end.

  “Where is she?” I ask, my voice strained.

  “Down in New Orleans. Caught onto us followin’ her and handed us some d
ocuments today. Said she's skippin’ out, don't try and look for her.”

  “What documents?” I ask dropping down to the bed.

  “Court papers. Signed over her parental rights and a note for you and Lacey.”

  “Thanks Matty,” I say clicking off the phone.

  I put the phone down on the bed and feel the mattress dip as Savannah's arms snake around my shoulders, interlocking over my chest.

  “What happened?”

  “Kat. She's really done. Leavin’ town to go God knows where. Signed over her rights. Fuck!”

  I run a frustrated hand through my hair, but Savannah holds onto me tighter.

  “I'm so sorry Jackson,” she whispers.

  “I...it's okay. In a way I've been waitin’ for that call for a long time. Well that call or the call that she's dead. I hoped I would never get it, but I'm not shocked. I don't know how Lacey is gonna take this.”

  “I can help you tell her if you want. Or if you don't think I should be here, I can leave.”

  “Not a chance. We were gonna tell her about the baby and Tucker this mornin’,” I say kissing her forehead.

  “Don't you think she may need some time to process all this? We don't have to rush all our news,” Savannah says with concern lacing her words.

  “Princess, thank you for lookin’ out for her, but this may help. I think she'll be excited for a baby and little brother and it may make the news a little less heartbreakin’. We're in this together. A family through and through.”

  She nods and kisses me on the lips.

  “I uh...this may be too sudden or too much but I'd...if it's okay, I'd like to adopt her, officially. I've been thinkin’ about it for a little while, ever since the baby and Tucker and...” Savannah says stuttering.

  Her cheeks pink and my mouth hangs open at her words. I swear I have to hold it together because she is going to make me break down.

  “I'm sorry I...I shouldn't have...we should talk about it first I didn't mean to jump to it like that. Let me get dressed. I'll make some breakfast.”

  She gets up from the bed and I rub my hand down the front of my face. Shit. Savannah's declaration threw me for a loop. I would love nothing more than for her to be a mother figure for Lacey, I just didn't know that's what she was thinking though. I look up to apologize and realize she is gone.

  I didn't even realize that she left, and I feel like such an asshole for my reaction. I put on clothes quickly and go down to the kitchen and hear Lacey already there talking with her.

  “I'm so happy we're stayin’ in Louisiana. Does that mean you and dad are gonna get married? Are you gonna live here with us?”

  “Actually, when your daddy comes down, we do have somethin’ we wanna talk about with you.”

  I take a deep breath and walk into the kitchen.

  “Mornin’ ladies,” I say walking over to Lacey and kissing her on the forehead.

  She smiles, and I look to Savannah at her soft expression. She looks up, our gazes locking but she quickly looks away.

  “Mornin’,” she says, stirring the eggs in the bowl by the stove.

  “What do ya wanna talk to me about?” Lacey asks.

  “We uh...a couple of things actually. How about we eat first,” I say motioning towards the table.

  Lacey nods as Savannah finishes breakfast and we eat in silence for the first couple of minutes. I steal a glance at Savannah, but she is looking down playing around with her food.

  “Are y'all breakin’ up?” Lacey asks putting her fork down on her plate.

  “What?” I ask shocked.

  “Savannah looks upset and y'all said you had news. I asked her if us stayin’ here meant she was gonna move in, but she said we gotta talk. Everyone knows when people say that, it ain't good.”

  “It's good news. At least I hope you're gonna think it's good news,” I say glancing over at Savannah.

  I nod at her, her eyes widen, and she points in question to herself. I nod again and she takes a deep breath before she opens her mouth.

  “You uh...you're gonna have a little sibling,” she says exhaling.

  We both look over to Lacey who is sitting at the table dumbfounded. She opens her mouth but then closes it again.

  “That little boy...Tucker, right?”

  “Yes, Tucker, but I’m pregnant too,” Savannah says slowly.

  “I uh...really?” she finally says, her face breaking out into a smile.

  “Really,” Savannah says smiling back her.

  Lacey gets up from the table and runs to Savannah's side wrapping her arms around her neck in a tight embrace.

  “A baby and a little brother? Thank you,” Lacey whispers.

  “For what?”

  “For bein’ you. For bein’ amazin’ and lovin’ us both, even though we’re damaged goods.”

  “Lace, you and your daddy ain't damaged goods. I thought I was for a while there but believe me we're not. We've just been through things that have made us strong and I would be happy to call y'all my family. We’re buildin’ this family full of strong people. I wouldn't have it any other way.”

  “Speakin’ of family,” I interrupt. “We also have some other news.”

  Savannah looks over at me and her soft, loving expression from seconds ago has disappeared. Her features are hard now and it makes this decision a lot easier. I see her squeeze Lacey's shoulder and know right then and there this woman is the one for me.

  “Lacey, I just want you to know that your daddy and I love you more than anything in this world. You have become such a strong young woman these past few months and anyone that doesn't see how amazin’ and lovin’ you are, can go to hell,” Savannah says with conviction.

  Lacey looks over to me with a confused expression and I reach for her to walk over to me.

  “Your mama sent over some papers to officially hand over all parental rights to me.”

  I feel her tense in my embrace and Savannah is studying her expression.

  “My mama is right here,” Lacey squeaks out pointing to Savannah.

  I glance over at Savannah and she already has tears unapologetically flowing down her face.

  “If you’re referrin’ to Kat, then...well...it’s her loss,” Lacey says, with more hurt in her tone than she wants to let on.

  “You’re right pumpkin it is. We love you Lacey, so much. and I know this is hard to process and understand. We do have somethin’ that may make you feel a little better though,” I say glancing at Savannah.

  Savannah's brows furrow in question and I smile.

  “Savannah wants to officially adopt you. I know you really only have one more year until you're 18 and you don't really need all this, but it's up to you.”

  Savannah has tears in her eyes and I hold my breath as we both wait for Lacey's reaction.

  “I already consider ya one, but you’d be my mama officially?” Lacey asks in a small voice.

  “If you want me to be baby, of course. But that's just official stuff. You know you got me as your mama regardless of all that, like ya said.”

  “Yes! Okay, yeah,” Lacey says running back to Savannah. “I...can I cash in a mama moment now? We have so many years to catch up and the girls at school have been fillin’ me in, but we need to talk about a few things.”

  Savannah's eyes widen, and she looks to me for help. I shrug my shoulders and laugh and Lacey pulls Savannah from the chair, down the hall to her room.

  Part one complete, now time to work on that hit out of the park, Goner.

  Chapter 26

  Savannah

  I wait in the foyer of Second Chances and pace back and forth. I can’t believe it is finally happening. I play with the loose skin on my thumb and then bring it to my mouth, biting it.

  “Stop that!” Jackson scolds, smacking my hand away.

  “Where is he? Maybe he doesn’t want this. God Jackson, what the hell are we doin’? Can we do this? I’m so nervous,” I say panic creeping into my voice.

  “Savannah, look
at me,” Jackson says, putting his hands on my shoulders. “That little boy loves you so much. You gave up time for him every single day. Despite your busy schedule, you always made time for him and he knows that. You were already an amazin’ mama before they signed all these stupid ass documents. He doesn’t need all that to be happy, he just needs you.”