Page 27 of Until You’re Breathless (Insatiable #1)

Jagger

H er hand sliding up my leg and the tone in her voice sets me off. While I have no intention of fucking the woman I love in public, that doesn’t stop me from making love in the privacy of Jinny’s home...in the car. “So, is that a yes?”

“Yes, to what?” She asks, her eyes telling me that she’s wet already.

“Moving in with me.”

“Spending my days working with the smartest, most gorgeous, sexiest man alive and spending my nights tangled with him? How could I possibly say no?”

“You mean you’re not going to do the girlie thing and say that it’s too fast?”

“Jagger, if you were someone I just met, sure it would be too fast. But we’ve known each other since high school. And we’re not fifteen anymore. We also have so much more at stake, so we’re not going to fuck around with our relationship. We’re on a level playing field here.”

“And it doesn’t scare you at all?”

“You should know by now that I’m fearless.”

I smile. “Yes, you are.”

We pull into Jinny’s place, and I park in the back, close to the door, under the small portico she has.

After I turn off the engine, I undo my seatbelt just as Bowie does the same.

Jinny’s house is a fucking fortress. It might as well be a goddamn airport it’s so big.

There are two wings to the place; one for her and one for guests.

The portico was built for the landscapers, and for her goddamn golf carts she uses to get to her back garden when she’s too lazy to walk, but it makes for great privacy, too.

The woman thinks like me and I’m grateful.

My hand slides up her dress, pulling her panties down.

Her hand is on first the button and then the fly of my pants, when I glide my tongue into her mouth, tasting her, pushing my hand up her dress, feeling her perfect breasts.

Through a pant she says. “I want to fuck you, Jagger.”

“I want to fuck you, too.” I push the seat all the way back and pull her on me, so she’s straddling me.

I push her dress up over her head and stretch her panties, breaking one side of the waistband for access.

My cock sits upright, hungry for her, thankful to feel her welcoming insides as I fill her to the hilt.

Tits pressed up against my chest, she rides me, while my hands are all over her body, squeezing her ass, skating up and down her thighs, and finally back at her breasts again.

Her nipples bead at my touch, and she leans up higher, giving me access.

As I suck them, I can feel her tightening, and I fuck her harder, wanting to make her come fast and hard, so I can then fuck her gentler.

Our skin slaps together in time with our panting in the silence, and one more suck of the nipple brings her over the edge.

Bowie comes on my cock, sucking me in, as I suck her nipples with vigor, making her feel her orgasm more, making me feel it more, too.

She growls, feeling her release, and I slow for a moment, kissing her on the mouth voraciously.

As I fuck her slower, catching my breath a little, I ask. “Care to help me fulfill a little fantasy I’ve had since high school?”

We’re still moving, talking between kisses. “Was I part of the fantasy?”

“Baby, you’ve been in all my fantasies.”

“Then, yes.”

“Okay, then follow me.” I say, giving her one last kiss, helping her off me. My dick is like a rock as we walk outside of the car, to the hood.

She takes one look at me and knows exactly what I have in mind. “On the hood?”

“Oh....yeah.” I nod, pulling her to me, in all her nakedness.

Like the trooper that she is, she plays along, allowing me to carefully place her on the hood, and as she parts her legs, I thrust inside her, being careful of the angle so I don’t hurt her.

“You okay?” I check, feeling my rhythm meet hers.

“Your hard dick is inside me, Jagger. I’m more than fucking okay.”

This woman always has the right things to say at the right time.

Watching her lying, spread eagle on the hood of the car does things to me.

She is the sexiest, most courageous woman I know.

And evidently she’s mine. All mine. Tits bobbing with our rhythm, and the sheer visual of her, nearly brings me to the edge alone.

“Oh, fuck, Bowie. I’m gonna fucking come any second. ”

And that does it. Those words throw her over the edge and we come together, her back arched and me fucking her so hard the car is actually moving with us. I pull her up gently after pulling out of her. We’re both a panting mess. “You are a goddess.” I tell her, kissing her hair.

She chuckles. “God, I hope that Jinny’s camera didn’t pick up anything.”

“If it did, she’ll have another story to tell at parties. Come on. Let’s get you dressed and get your stuff.”

“Is this all the shit you have?” I ask, as I bring in the last bag from Jinny’s house. Surprisingly, it all fit in the car.

“I have more at my mom and dad’s place. Just the essentials were at Jinny’s.” She wraps her arms around my neck. “We’ll take a trip over there tomorrow. I’m sure that my parents will be thrilled to learn that we’re moving in together.”

“Your mom still likes me?”

“She was rooting for you this whole fucking time.”

“What about your dad?”

“He was always your biggest fan. I swear to God sometimes he was secretly hoping that you would kick Boston’s ass some day.”

I grin warmly. “You tired?”

“A little. But not enough to sleep yet.”

“How about I get a fire started and make us some tea? We’ll get you settled in the morning.”

“That sounds great. I’ll go get freshened up.”

I kiss her lips and we part ways briefly. When she comes back to the living room, there are two mugs of tea on the coffee table and the fire is roaring. She’s wearing a long nightshirt without a bra. “Aren’t you going to freshen up?” She asks teasingly.

My eyes are on her erect nipples. “The only way that I’m leaving this room is if you’re coming with me.”

She sits down on the opposite end of the couch and turns to grab her tea.

I catch a glimpse between her legs. No panties.

After letting her take a sip, I part her knees and lay between them, tasting her arousal.

She’s taken a shower and her folds are still warm and damp.

Her legs immediately start to lock up as I suck her clit, sliding a finger inside her.

“God…dammit…Jagger….” She breathes, voice soft, almost a whisper. “You’ll be the death of me at this rate.”

It takes surprisingly little effort to bring her to the edge, as my cock hardens, listening to her moaning.

Her moans turn to growls as her legs lock up and then she bellows, begging me not to stop.

What a fucking rush. As her body relaxes, she lifts, opens my pants, exposing my fully hardened cock, and she straddles me, so wet and ready.

“I can’t get enough of you, baby.” I tell her as she fucks me on the couch. Her breasts are too much to resist and why would I.

“I’ll never get enough of you, Jagger.” She pants, speeding, hungry to make me come, as I’ve learned she likes. Her hands go to my chest as she rubs my nipples, seemingly recalling a weakness of mine.

“Oh, you don’t play fair, baby.” I reach down and start circling her clit with my finger. It’s still wet and firm from my tongue moments ago.

“I see you’re upping the ante, are you.” She grunts, and I can feel her tightening inside.

“We are dangerous together.”

“God, say it again.”

“Mmmmmm...we’re dangerous.” I breathe, and her back arches as her body quivers, and she cries out loud, sucking my dick from the inside as she comes, taking me with her.

I let go, grunting, moaning, feeling every inch of her.

I kiss her erotically as we come down together.

Soft kisses, brushing her tongue with mine, still slowly fucking her as her pulses turn to ebbs, and I empty myself into her once again.

Our lips smacking, fire crackling and hitched breathing is all we hear, as I rest my hands on her ass, feeling her relax against my thighs. Her arms are draped over my shoulders, breasts on my chest, lips on mine. “God, I love you so much.” She says through kisses.

“I love you, too, baby. You are the best thing that ever happened to me.”

She brushes her fingers through my hair, eyes on mine. “You keep saying that and I’ll start to believe it.”

“Believe it. You are it, Bowie.” She leans her forehead on mine, closing her eyes. I close mine, too, drinking her in. “Are you tired now?”

With a soft chuckle, she nods, head still pressed on mine. “Yes. You’ve done it.”

I slap her ass gently. “Okay. Let me douse this fire and we should get some sleep. We’ve got a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”

“Yes, we do.”

As I cradle her body in front of me in bed, I feel like this is so right. Like this is the way it should have been all along. But whatever we had to go through to get here, was all worth it.

“Well, that didn’t take you long.” Jinny comments as she comes into my office like she owns the place.

“What didn’t take long?” I ask as she sits in the guest chair.

“You convincing Bowie to leave me for you.” Her eyes are dancing.

I snort a laugh. “Jealous?”

“No.” She says unconvincingly.

“You’re a shitty liar. But that’s also why you’re a fucking awesome HR manager.”

She changes the subject. “What’s the story with Axl?”

“What do you want to know about him?” I steeple my fingers together and rest them at my chin.

“Is he an alcoholic?”

“Let me guess. You like him but you’re worried that if you dip your toe in that ocean something might come back and bite you.”

“Yeah. You know that I’m a recovered alcoholic, and that’s one of the reasons why I’m not down with that. It’s cool if a guy enjoys a drink every now and again, but I can’t handle the falling down drunk all the time type, you know?”

“I get it. Look, Axl is a wild card, and I think you know that already. He’s not for you.

He’s not for anyone, frankly, until he calms the fuck down.

That’s why I won’t go into business with him and that’s why I tell every woman that I care about to stay the fuck away from him.

Until he’s over the whores and the drink, he’s a wrecking ball for anything solid.

” I lick my lips. “Unless you’ve already fucked him, and then, dude, you’re on your own. ”

“Why am I on my own?”

“Because he likes to chew women up and spit them out. But I don’t think that will be too much of a problem for you. You and him are like fucking male and female versions of each other, minus the drinking on his part.”

She levels with me. “Well, I didn’t sleep with him, but I know that he wants to fuck my brains out.”

“So, why don’t you? Isn’t that what you’re into to? Or are you finally coming down a peg and wanting something stable?” I ask, only partly condescending.

“Look at you. All grown up.” She teases. “You’ve come a long way from fucking your assistant.”

I smile. “Fuck you.”

She rises, knowing that I only had a minute to spare, as our production meeting is in five minutes. “I’m glad you’re happy.”

“Like I said. You’re a shitty liar.”

She smiles. “Fuck you.” With a friendly wink, she walks out of my office.

My phone rings and I take a couple of quick calls from staff before leaving for the meeting.

Normally, we have it in the boardroom, but today we have to get down and dirty with details of this European deal, so it’s in the shop.

Bowie is in there, in her coveralls, and I slide a clean pair on, too.

We go through some preliminary plans from the results of some meetings with Drummond Motors and discuss workflow.

That’s when a ‘v’ forms between Bowie’s brows.

She points out a flaw in the model that nobody noticed.

We spend the next two hours on a workaround for it, and then we move forward with a plan that my team and I had come up with before her arrival.

As the sun starts to set, while Bowie and I, and a few team members pound out details, it eventually is just her and I, nearly in the middle of the night, still working but loving it.

I look at her and see that she’s nowhere near done, just like me.

“Damn, I need to put your name in our company name, somehow.” I blurt, feeling so goddamn happy for where we are.

She chuckles. “Jagger, I told you, that will just be a pain in the ass, and it isn’t necessary at all.

You are letting me get my hands dirty and trusting me all the way there, and that’s all that I can ask for.

” She kicks at a piece of lint on the floor and changes tack, turning slightly growly.

“It’s more than I can say for fucking Boston, who I now know was just taking my ideas and the credit for them.

At least you let me be a part of everything, and I can’t tell you how much that means to me.

I am a part of this company, and you don’t let me forget it, and I don’t need my name to be in it for that to be true.

” She puts a fist to her chest. “I feel it here and that’s all that matters. ”

I change the subject, even though a lightbulb goes off inside my head, but I don’t want her to know about it yet.

“What do you say we throw this party in a month. We’ll talk to Wesley and his crew and invite them to come.

You can gauge if he wants the media to show or not.

I’ll get Stevie on it. She can do all that shit and I know that she’s itching for it ever since I told her about the deal.

That’s half the reason why she threw that goddamn birthday party, and don’t be fooled, otherwise. ”

“Sounds good.” Bowie agrees. “I think to keep our morale around here up, we need to celebrate.”

“Exactly. And we’ll invite everyone. The team, family, friends, Wesley’s team, we’ll make it all about being a family. If you ask me, that’s why Wesley took us on, because we have a very familial culture here.”

“Yeah, something that Kruger doesn’t have. They’re all about greed. There’s no heart there.”

“I agree. And Wesley saw that. All kidding aside, he may like you more than the average Joe Blow business associate, but he invited us out there to get to know us. He doesn’t want to just do business with some paycheck or a plan, he wants to have a real camaraderie.”

“I’ll make some calls.” Bowie says.

“Yeah, me, too.”

But I end up doing more than just making calls.

...I make a call that changes my whole life forever.