UNDERHERHOOD

ARIACOLE

ARIACOLE

Contents

Introduction

Chapter1
Chapter2
Chapter3
Chapter4
Chapter5
Chapter6
Chapter7
Chapter8

FirstEpilogue
SecondEpilogue
UnderConstruction:ABlueCollarRomance
AlsobyAriaCole
Acknowledgments
AbouttheAuthor

UnderHerHood

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ARIACOLE

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I N T R O D U C T I O N

adie McGuire took the mechanic job at Fox Motors because there were no other
optionsavailable,andworkingoncarsistheonlythingsheknowshowtodo.Buta

bossy,growly,alpha-assholeofabossisn'tsomethingshebargainedfor.Neitheristhe
wayhemakesherpantiesdampwithonestolenglance.Nowit'sjustamatterofgetting
throughthedayswithoutspontaneouslycombustingunderhishardgaze.

acksonFoxhiredsweetlittleSadieforonereason:shewassexierthanhellwhen
she begged him for the job in those skin-tight blue jeans. The fact that she's

talentedunderthehoodofacarisjusticingonthecake.Butnowhecan'tgetthesexy,
smart-assblondeoutofhishead.Orhisgarage.There'sonlyoneoptionleft—toscratch
the sexy little itch that's been plaguing his fantasies, or risk losing his head--and his
business.

arning:UnderherHoodisaforbiddenrompinthebackseatofaclassicmuscle
car—sensual curves, hard edges, and steamed up windows! When Jackson and

Sadiecometogethersparksfly--revuptheenginebecausethisisonewildridewitha
sexymechanicyouwon'tforget!

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C H A P T E R O N E

SADIE

adiefuckingMcGuire!”Mybestfriendwhippedaround,eyesleveledonme.“You
didn’ttellmeyourbosswasallkindsoffuck-hot!”

“Well,consideringhe’sanasshole,IguessIwouldn’tsaythat.”Iclimbedoutofthecar
andgaveherasmallwave.“Thanksfortheridetowork.IswearI’llhavemycarfixed
today,thennomorerides.”

“It’sokay.”Shewinked.“Iliketheeyecandyaroundhere.”

Irolledmyeyes.“I’mnotsurewhenI’llbehome.Ifyoucan’tfindme,youknowI’llbe
hereworkingonLucy.”

“Thinkyoucanscoremetheboss’number,too?”Sheleered.

Ilaughedwithashakeofmyhead.“I’lldomybest.”

“Growyourhairout,putonsomelipgloss—menlikelipgloss.Makesthemthinkabout
kissingyou.”

“Idon’twanthimkissingme!”Thetruthwas,IhadthoughtaboutJacksonFoxkissing
me,alot.Myhandinvoluntarilyreacheduptomyshortblondbob,fussingwithitlikeI
always did when I was uncomfortable. I’d never wanted long hair, short and sassy
matched my style, but more importantly it was convenient. Suddenly I was thinking
aboutJackson’sstronghandstuggingonmyhairashebruisedmylipswithstrong,soft
kisses.

“Whatever. Prude.” Ashley blew me a kiss as she backed out of the parking space.
“Loveyou!”

“Yeah,yeah.”Iwavedheroffbeforeturningtogointotheoffice.

I’donlybeenworkingatFoxMotorsforafewweeks.I’dhadtocajoletheownerand

boss,JacksonFox,togivemethejob.Itwasn’teverydaythatatwenty-four-year-old
womanwalkedintoanautobodygaragelookingforwork.ButIwasgoodatworking
oncars.I’dbeendoingitforyearsalongsidemydaddy,andIknewdamnwellIcould
showtheseguysathingortwo.

Mymomhadn’tbeenverypleasedwhenI’dtoldherwhatIwantedtodo.She’dsaid
shedidn’twantagreasemonkeyforadaughter,butIdidn’tgiveashit.Ilovedcars,I
lovedthesenseofaccomplishmentinfixingsomethingandbringingitbacktolife.

AndafterDaddyhaddiedsuddenlyfromamassiveheartattack,itwastheonlythingI
couldbringmyselftodo.Itfeltlikehewasstillwithme.Beingaroundcarswaswhat
myfatherandIhad,andIneverwantedtolosethat.IfIdidn’thavemyheadundera
car’shood,I’dbehidingoutinmyroom,depressedanddwellingonthelossoftheonly
manI’deverloved,theonlymanwho’devercaredforandprotectedme.

“Mornin’,Sadie.”Lowell,oneoftheothermechanics,greetedme.

“Morning.”Ismiled.“GetthatChargerpurrin’yesterday?”

“Purrin’likeakitten.Manifoldneededwork.Tookmeawhiletofigureitout,butman
itwasworthittohearhersing.”

“Ibet.”Igrinned,glancingatthecobalt-bluebeautyparkedinthefrontlot.

“Sadie.”Myboss,JacksonFox,noddedashecameintotheoffice.

“Hi.”Ilookedaway,feelingtheintensedarkeyeseatingmeup.Jacksonhadthatway
abouthim…thatthingthatdrewwomeninlikeflies,hadthemflippingtheirhairand
droppingtheirpantieswithjustonecrookedtwitchofhissinfullips.

No wonder Ashley wanted his number. If I were a different girl, I would, too. But I
wasn’tthekindofgirlmenlikeJacksonwentfor.Iavoidedmakeupmostdays,wore
tornjeans,andkeptmyheaddown.BeingafemaleintheautoindustrymeantIhad
somethingtoprove.NowaywouldIbethegirlthatdatestheboss.Icouldjustpicture
theguyssnickeringandsayinghowIfuckedmywayintoajob,nevermindthatIwas
dedicatedandamazingatit.

Notmystyle.

Chromeandleather,thesmellofoil,andtheweightofawrenchinmyhandweremy
style.IknewIneededtoworktwiceashardtoshowtheseguysthatIwastherealdeal.

“Slowdaytoday.”Jackson’svoicevibratedwithadeeptimber.“Frank,canyoutakethe
oilchanges?GotachassisrebuildIwantSadietoworkonwithme.”

“Arebuild?Me?What?”Iasked,shocked.I’dhelpedmydadonafewenginerebuilds
overtheyears,butneverachassis.

“Time you flex those muscles. Said you had experience, right?” Jackson’s eyes cut to
mine, holding me suspended in his intense gaze. How the hell would I get anything
doneworkingalongsidehim?

“Yeah,Ijusthaven’tworkedonthechassisbefore.”

“It shouldn't take more than a few hours,” Jackson murmured, tossing a pile of
paperwork on his desk before turning to the crew. “Sadie and I will be in the back
garageifyouneedme,guys.”

Iswallowed,wonderingwhatinthehellIwasinfortoday.

IhatedwhenJacksonsingledmeout,andheseemedtodoitalotinfrontoftheseguys.
I didn’t know if I was being too sensitive, but it felt like he was testing me, like he
couldn’tbelieveagirlwouldout-wrenchagroupofguys.

IknewIhadtheskillstoprovehimwrong,Ijusthadtocontaintheerraticbeatofmy
heartwhenhewasnexttome.ItwashardtofocuswhenJacksonFoxwalkedintoa
room.Thelittlehairsonthebackofmyneckstoodup,goosebumpsprickedacrossmy
skinwhenhiseyeslandedonme,andthatvoice.Sweetlordinheaven,thatvoicewas
nothingshortofsinfulinthewayitmademystomachcoilandburn.

ButIdidhavesomethingtoprovehere,ifnottohimthencertainlytomyself.

NowaywouldIletamanlikeJacksonFoxthrowmeoffmycourse.Ihaddreamsof
openingmyownbodyshopsomeday—McGuireAutoBody,aftermydad.Workingat
Fox Motors was a priceless learning experience—picking up on the business side of
fixingcarswassomethingIdidn’tknowhowtodo—butIwasdetermined,andthathad
tocountforsomething.

“Youreadytogetdirty?”Jacksoncamearoundthecornerofhisdesk,fixinghisgazeon
me.

Isuckedinaquickbreath.“Always.”

“Good.Mykindofwoman.”Hislipstwitched.“Nowlet’sgetunderthatcar.”

Ifollowedhimouttheofficedoorandtothebackofthegarage..Thewayhislonglegs
carriedhimacrossthelotwasnothingshortofintriguing.Thefadedjeanshugginghis
hips and the broad cut of his shoulders with those massive biceps stretching the thin
whitecottonofhisT-shirtwereamouthwateringdistraction.

Iwasn’tsurewhyinthehellJacksonwasworkinghands-onwithme—untilnowhe’d
spent most of his days in the office handling scheduling and paperwork. But now he
washere.Withme.

WhatinthehellwasIthinking?

My brain would short-circuit the minute he leaned over and asked me for a
screwdriver.

Nothing about this job was easy, but working alongside Jackson Fox would make it
almostimpossible.IcouldonlyhopeIdidn’tmakeacompleteassoutofmyselfandget
firedbytheendoftheday.

Westeppedintothegarage,mynervesonhighalertalready,beforeheturned,piercing
mewithhisintensefuckingeyesthatstoleallthebreathinmybody.

“Sadie…” The way his tongue curled around the word had the effect of his mouth
fucking my name. My stomach fell into a dark pit, my nerves crawling with arousal,
mythighsachingtoshiftbackandforthtorelievethepoundingdesirebetweenthem.

“Yes?”Ifinallybreathed.

Jacksontookastepcloser,hiseyesburningupthecontoursofmyfacebeforesettling
onmyirises.Onehandrose,histhumbandfingerbrushingacrossmytemple.“Ihope
youdon’tmindIpulledyoutoday.Iwantedtohavesomeone-on-onetimewithyou.”

Myheartratchetedanotherdozennotches,nothoughtsinmymind,onlytheurgeto
throwmyselfintohisarmsandtastehislips.“Oh…kay.”

My brain ceased to function. It died a painless death right there on the floor of that
garage.

“Itcan’tbeeasy,beingtheonlywomaninthegarage.”Hiseyestrainedonmylips,one
handsettledatmyneck,histhumbdraggingacrossthehollowofmythroat.

OhJesus.

OhJesus,Sadie.Getittogether.

“Idon’tletitgettome,”Iuttered,myeyesfocusedonhis.Hisowneyeswatchedmy
lipsformthequietwords.

“Iknowyoudon’t,”Jacksonmuttered,leaningalittlecloser,hisnosedustingtheshell
of my ear. My stomach flipped, my knees weak with every one of his movements.
“Thingis,Sadie,Ican’tgetyouoffmymind.”

Myfingersclutchedathissteelyforearms.Hisotherhandweaveddownthedipofmy
back,fingertipsslidingjustunderthewaistbandofmyjeans,makingcontactwithmy
skin.

Jackson husked in my ear, “I’m bringing you home with me tonight and every night
after.”

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C H A P T E R T W O

JACKSON

keepimaginingthetasteofyouonmylips.”Myfingersslidalittlefartherdown
the waistband of her jeans, those sexy fucking jeans that hugged her enticing

curves,leavingmewithathrobbinghard-onalldayasIwatchedherwork.

“Jackson,” she gasped, her eyelids fluttering closed. She was so fucking sexy, so
innocent,socompletelyfuckingmadeformeIcouldn'tbelieveIfinallyhadherunder
myhands.It’dbeentorturewatchinghertheselastfewweeks.Ievenhadamoment
whereIthoughtitwasamistaketohireher.Agirlintheshopwasonething.Asexier-
than-hellonewasawholeotherdeal.

“The way you’re rockin’ your hips makes me think you want my tongue on you,” I
growled when I slipped my hand farther inside and found her ass cheeks completely
bare.“You’rewearingathong,Sadie?”

Sheshookherheadwildly..

“And this is?” I groaned, palming the flesh of her ass cheeks in my hand. So fucking
sexy.Mycockwasrockhardandbeggingtocumdeepinsideher.

“Nothing…Iwearnothing.”

I couldn’t see straight, certainly couldn’t think straight after that. My lips crashed
againsthersasIliftedheragainstme.Wecareenedagainstawall,myhandsupporting
bothofusasherlipspartedandourtonguestangledtogether.

“Watchingyoubentoveracareverydayforthelastsixweekshasbeenfuckinghell,”I
snarled,nestlingmycockatthehot,wetsourceofallmyoffantasies.

“IwonderedwhyyougavemeadirtylookeverytimeIwalkedintotheroom.”

“That wasn’t a dirty look, baby. That was pain. You make my cock so fucking hard I

could pound nails.” Her breathing sped up, her hips rocking wildly until I spun us
around,layingheracrossthehoodofthecarweweresupposedtobefixing.“I’vebeen
dreamingofthisprettypussysincethesecondyouwalkedintomygarage.”

My fingers stroked across the seam of her jeans—hot, damp arousal burning my
fingertips and sending my brain into a frenzy. I pressed, rubbing around, where I
imagined her clit was, dreaming of the time I’d get my lips on it. Our lips crashed
together,herhandsinmyhair,runningcirclesacrossmyscalpbeforeshetuggedon
thestrands.

“Sofuckmethen,”shepurred,eyesrivetedonmineinchallenge.

“Jesus,don’ttemptme,gorgeous.”Itrailedmytongueupherneck,imbibingthescent
ofher,desperatetoseehercrashinwavesofpleasureonmyhand.

“Sincewhenareyousopolite?”sheteased.

I narrowed my eyes, my cock aching like it never had before, until I pushed a hand
downthewaistbandofherpantsandmadecontactwiththesearingfleshofherpussy.
Shearchedandmoaned,herfingersclutchingthefleshatmyshoulders.

“OhGod…harder.”

“You’reasweetlittlesurprise,aren’tyou?”Ihusked,speedingmyfingersuntilIfelther
thighstensingaroundmypalm.

“OhmyGod…”shewhispereddesperately,herfingernailsdiggingintomybiceps.Islid
mytonguepastherlips,catchinghergroansbeforehermusclesquakedandshecame
inatorrentaroundme.Isuckedindeepbreaths,tryingtocontrolmyselfasIwatched
herteethclampdownonherbottomlip,stiflinglittlemoansIwasdesperatetohear.

“That’sit,Sadie,giveittome.”Ieasedmyfingersout,lettinghercomedownfromher
release. “I want all your orgasms from here on out.” I fucked her mouth with my
tongue,showingherhowmuchIwantedher,howdesperateIwastofeelher,howshe
mademelosecontrollikenooneelseeverhad.“Gotthat?”

Hereyesflutteredopen,hermouthcurvinginasmallgrin.“Igotthat,boss.”

My eyes flared, my nostrils sucking in the sweet scent of her cum before I pulled a
handfromherpantsandthrustitbetweenmylips.“Sweetasfuckingcandy,Sadie.”

A blush crept up her cheeks before she straightened her hair, sliding up to a sitting
positionwithherkneestuckedbetweenus.

“Readytogettowork?”

Her eyes shot open, wider than hubcaps, before she slid off the hood of the car. “I’m
ready.”

“Good.”Ismackedherontheass,acockygrinburningupmylips.“Ilikeyoureadyfor
me.”

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C H A P T E R T H R E E

SADIE

yheartslammedagainstmyribcageasmemoriesofhishandscaressingmyskin
danced through my head. Jackson’s touch was fire, a raging inferno that

consumedmybodyandmymind.Whenhetouchedmeallsenseofreasonevaporated
intothinairandallIwantedwasmore--moreheat,moresensation,moreJackson.

I had so little experience with men, but melting under his possessive fingertips had
come shockingly easy. I was a certifiable tomboy. Men weren’t often on my mind
beyond the passing glance, a nod or an eye roll, depending on the day, but the way
Jacksonlookedatme…likehewantedtoeatme,Icravedit.Ifeltalivewhenhiseyes
darted across my body. I felt like a woman, something that was tough to come by
somedayswhenIwascoveredinoilanddirt.

Ileanedoverthehoodofthecarandwithafinaltwistofabolt,droppedthewrenchon
the workbench and stretched. All the muscles in my back ached. My shoulders and
neckcrampedfromleaningforthelastfewhours.Itrailedoutofthegarage,headed
forthemainoffice.IwasstillhopingifitwasslowIcouldgetasparehourtoworkon
mycar.Ihatedrelyingonfriendsfortransportation.

“All set.” I pushed through the office door, not at all surprised to find Jackson alone,
sittingbehindhisdesk.ButIwasshockedbeyondbelieftoseehisthrobbingdickinone
hand.

“Oh.”Airpuffedfrommylungsasmyeyeszeroedinonthegorgeous,creamytipofhis
thickerection.

Jackson’seyesflickedtomine,heldforaminute,beforehisgrinturneduprecklessly.
“Wannatakeaseat?”

Ipulledmybottomlipintomymouth,thinkingIwoulddomorethanthat.Ilockedthe
doorandcrossedthedistancebetweenus,droppingtomykneesasIreachedhimand

takinghiscockintomyhand.“Iwannatasteyou.”

Avirilegroanreleasedfromhischestbeforehismusclesslackenedandheleanedback
inthechair,eyesflickingacrossmyfaceasIhoveredatthetip,ashinydropofpre-cum
waitingforme.

“Been thinkin’ about sliding my dick past your lips since the first time you smiled at
me.”

Asmallmoanescapedmythroat,mybodyflushingwithdesire,andIslidmylipsdown
hiscock.Thewayhisbodytrembledandhishipsjerkedwiththefirsttouchofmylips
sent arousal flooding between my legs. Jackson was one very good reason to wear
pantiestowork.I’dhavesoakedjeansalldayifhekeptdoingthingslikethattome.

“You’resobig,”Imoaned,appreciatingtheincrediblegirth,thewaytheheadstretched
nearlytohisnavel.Hehadtobenineinches,atleast.Nineinchesofhot,smoothsteel.
Whatwouldhefeellikepushingintome?Couldmybodyevenaccommodatehim?

“You feel so goddamn good, Sadie.” Both of his hands pushed into my hair, his hips
rockinginslowmotion,matchingtherhythmofmymouthonhiscock.“Sobeautiful,
sosweetandyoung.Idon’tdeserveyou.”

Hisfingersgrippedmyhair,andhepulledmeupfrommyknees,leaningovertoplant
anearth-shatteringkissonmylips.“I’vedonemybesttoignoreyoursweetassbent
overinmyshop,butyou’veprovenyourselfunignorable.”

Hislipsreleasedme,Idroppedbacktomykneesandmymouthfellbacktohiscockto
swirlthetip,lickatthethickveinthatranuphisgorgeouslength.Ifistedahandathis
base,myotherslidingbetweenhisthighstocuphisheavyballs,sofullofhotcum,all
forme.

“Sadie,Jesus,Sadie…”Hishipsbuckedwiththefirsttouchofmyfingertipsonhissac.
Saltydripsofpre-cumcoatedmytongue,Iswallowedgreedily,glancingupatthelong,
leanlineofhisneckasheclenchedhisjaw,lookinglikehewasbarelyhangingontohis
control.

“I’vebeensowetsincethefirsttimeIsawyou.Islidemyhandbetweenmythighsat
night,thinkingaboutthewayyourroughhandswouldfeelglidingacrossmyskin.”

“I’mgoingtocumifyoukeeptalkin’likethat.”Histhighsweretense,onehandlocked
inmyhairpossessivelyandsettlingtheacheforhimalittledeeper.

Icuppedhissacinmypalm,movingupanddownhiscockinastarvedrhythmbefore
my eyes flicked up and held his, intense and hot, like a wildfire between us. “Cum,
Jackson.Iwanttotasteyou.”

‘Fuck!”heroaredaslong,hotjetsofsemenrusheddownmythroat.Isucked,milking
himuntilallIcouldtastewashim.Iswallowedhisunfamiliar,heady,andintoxicating
essence,slidingoffhisdickandcrawlingintohislap.Istraddledhispowerfulthighs,his
wetcockstillhardandtwitchingagainstmypussy.Iplacedasoftkissonhislips.“You

tasteincredible.”

Ragged breaths pulled at his chest, heaving and steady between me, our heartbeats
thumpingmadly.Iranahandacrosshislaser-etchedjawline.“Ilikewhenyou’reready
forme.”

Hiseyesbrightened,hislipscurvingupinashit-eatinggrin.“Well,sadiearen’tyouthe
sexiestthingIhaveeverseen..”

Hepulledmyheadtohim,capturingmylipsandthrustinghistongueintomymouth
withoutreservation.

There was no need for him to ask permission, I was his. There hadn’t been a single
otherpersonI’dthoughtaboutbuthimtheselastfewweeks.

Sure he was a surly, moody, irritating asshole. But he was also gorgeous, kind,
generous, thoughtful, helpful, and he wanted me. This man wanted me. At least for
rightnow.

Ididn’tknowwhattomorrowmightbring,butrightnowwasprettydamngood.

Jackson released my lips, sliding his hands through my hair, pressing a palm to my
cheek. “So fucking beautiful.” He shook his head as if stunned. “I love fucking your
mouth,precious,butnexttimeIneedtoburymyselfinsideyou.Iwanttoclaimthis
sweetcuntwitheverydropofmycum.Youwantmycum,Sadie?”

His fingers pressed between us, fingering my pussy through my jeans. “Yes…yes,
please.”

Ilookedupathimfromundermyeyelashes,andmybellyburnedandsomersaulted
likeI’dneverfeltbefore.

Ididn’tknowwhatthisfeelingwas.Icouldn’tbeartoputanametoit,butridingthe
highofJacksonFoxsoundedlikeaprettydarngoodideaatthemoment.

“Goouttodinnerwithmetonight.”Hedemandeditmorethanasked.

“Ican’t.Ihavetofixmycar.”

“Alreadydidit.”Heliftedmefromhislap,tuckedhisdickbackinhisjeans,thenstood.
“It’sasgoodasnew.Changedtheoil,too.”

“What?When?”Iasked,shockandgratituderainingthroughme.

“While you were finishing up in the garage. That little Camry has over a hundred
thousand miles. Not safe on all these country roads. We should get you something
different.”Heflickedthroughthekeyringshangingonthewallbehindhisdesk.“Want
aCamaro?”

Thekeysdangledfromhisfingersinfrontofme.“You’reinsane.”

“Insane to want to take care of my sexy Sadie? Hardly.” He tossed the keys at me. I

caughtthem,theninstantlytossedthemback.

“No,thanks.Ilikemycar.”

“Don’tbecrazy.It’sonitslastleg.”

“Ilikeit.”Ishrugged.

Henarrowedhiseyes,asifhewastryingtoreadabookinanotherlanguage,tryingto
deciphersomethingthatdidn’tquitemakesense.

“Hotrodsmoreyourstyle?I’vegotaMaserationthebacklotyou’dlookhotasfuckin.”

Ilaughedoutloudthistime.“No.Thanksfortheoffer,Jackson,buttheCamryisperfect
forme.Small,goodongas—”

“Rustedout.”

“Shutup.”Ismackedathisshoulder,andhecaughtmywrist,pullingmeagainstthe
hardwallofhischest.Theairemptiedfrommylungsinasoftbreath.Hewassowarm,
socomfortingandpossessive,allinthesametouch.HewasexactlywhatIneeded.I
brieflyimaginedwhatitwouldfeelliketogivemyselftohim.Toletgooftheanxiety
andthepressuretoprovemyself,andjustbe.Allnervesandsensations,tonguesand
lips,thecenturies-oldwayamantookcareofawoman.

Iyearnedforthatwitheveryfiberofmybeing,andJacksonstirredthecravingtolife.

“Sodinner?Wecangobacktomyplace,shower…getready…”Hishandscrawledup
myskin,landingatmyshouldersandkneadinggently.

“Mm…Thatfeelssogood.”Myeyesfellclosed.

“Idon’tstandachanceofkeepingmyhandsoffyoutonightifyoukeepmakin’noises
likethat.”Hisroughenedvoicewrappedaroundme.

“It’sagoodthingIlikeyourhandsrightwheretheyare.”Onme.Inme.Demanding
andall-consuming.

“Maybewe’lljusthavetostayintonight,then,”hemurmuredagainstmyear,sending
shockwavesofdesireracingthroughme.

“Ilikethatplanbetter.”Ipusheduponmytoes,wrappingmyarmsaroundhisneck
andkissinghimagain.

Hishandswenttomythighs,pullingmeuparoundhiswaistandholdingmeagainst
himaswekissed.

“You’regonnabethedeathofme,sweetheart.”

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C H A P T E R F O U R

JACKSON

ollowme.GotsomethingIhaveafeelingyou'lllike.”

“A feeling, huh?” She glanced up at me, wide, beautiful eyes cracking my soul wide
fucking open. What was Sadie doing to me? I felt like a bitch around her, sappy and
starry-eyed.Thiswasn’tme.Iwasamanincontrolofmyself,strongandsteady,even-
headed, never to be taken by emotion, but Sadie was something special. The last few
weeksshe’deasedherwayintomyeverydaylife,untilIwassuddenlylookingforward
toseeingherinthemorning,findingmyselfworkinglateatnightjusttocatchanother
glimpseofher.

“Trustme.IfIknow youatall,you’re gonnawanttoseethis.” Iledherthrough my
spacioushome,agutted-outwarehouseoutfittedwithmoderncleanlinesandchrome
appeal.

Perfectforaguylikemewhospenthislifemakingmotorshumtolife.

“I’veseenalotofsidesofyoutodayIneversawcoming.”

“Andyou’regonnaseealotmore.”Ishovedopenthedoortomyfive-stallgarage,one
carsittinginthedeadcenter.Myprideandjoy.ThecarI’dspentyearslookingfor.

TheBlueDevil.

“Oh my God.” Sadie covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wider than dinner
plates as she moved closer. One hand outstretched, her fingertips dusted across the
sparklingdarkbluepaint.

“Gonnaputracingstripesonit,justhaftatweakthetimingbeltandshe’sreadytoride.”

“Wheredidyoufindher?”Sadiepaused,glancingatmefromthefrontofthehood.I
instantlythoughtoftakingalongrideupintothemountainswithSadiesittingnextto

me,layingheroverthecarandburyingmyfacebetweenherthighsuntilsheexploded
alloverthatprettyhoodandchristeneditwithhercum.

“Tookmethreeyearsofsearching.FoundeveryothershadeofbluebeforeIfoundthis
one.Hadtoreplacetheentireengine,butIlovefixingitup.”

“A’67MustangFastback…”Sheshookherhead,stillinawe.Thiswasaprettyrarecar.I
wassurprisedshewasfamiliarwithit.

“Darkblue,airvents,louvers…”Ihummed,approachingher.

“Theydon’tmakecarsthisbeautifulanymore.Mydadhadaposterofthiscarhanging
in the garage my entire life. Same color and everything. I told him someday I’d buy
himoneandwe’dfixituptogether.Wedidn’tgettobefore…”Shepaused,catchingmy
eyes.“Wedidn’tgettobeforehehadaheartattack.”

Myheartcrackedopen.Iknewherdadhadpassedawayafewyearsago—oneofthe
guys had mentioned it early on—but hearing her say the haunted words… This car
meantsomethingtobothofus.

“It’sfuckingbeautiful,”Sadiewhisperedwithreverence.

“Purrslikeadream,too.Ijuiceduptheengine.Checkitout.”Inodded.

She bent, sliding out the wheel board that was tucked just under the front end. She
adjustedherself,laydownuntilherprettytitswerethrustup,thefaintoutlineofher
nipplesraisingthefabric,thenslidunderthehoodofmycar.

Just like she slid under my skin. Whatever. She’d already been there, taken up
residence.Icouldn’tgetheroutofmyhead,andseeingherinmygarageathome,the
placewhereIspentmostofmytimeoutsideofwork,feltreallyfuckinggood.

SofuckinggoodIwantedtoaskhertoneverleave.

“I’veneverseenamountlikethis,”shesaid,hertoneswitchingtobusinessmode,the
slightpartofherlegsdrivingmegoddamncrazierthanIalreadywas.Thesweetcurve
ofherhips,thesoftnipatherwaist,thewayherbeautifultitsmoundedunderherthin
T-shirtmademycockthrob.Iadjusted,hissingthroughmyteethwhenshestretched,
herhipsrockingasshereachedforsomething.

Icouldn’ttakethetortureanotherfuckingsecond.

In a lightning movement, my hands on the button of her pants, I shoved down the
zipper.Hergorgeouseyesflaredupatmebeforeshewastuggingatmyshirt,pullingit
overmyshouldersinadeftmovement.

Herskinfeltlikewarmhoneybeneathmine,softandpliable,willingtobendtome.I
growledwhenherjeanssliddownherthighs,revealinghersweet,pinkpussy,already
glistening and ready for me. I fell onto my knees, she was so beautiful so ready. I
longedtotasteheronmytongue.IwantedherjuicestocoatmyfaceandIwantedto
bedrunkonherscent.Ipushedherpussylipsopenandgazedatthepinkfleshbefore

“

T

me.Mycockthrobbingwithdesire,fuck,herpussywassodamnhot,Irushedintothe
scorchingcunt,smellingherfully.Sosweetandreadyforme.

Isuckedhersexyclitintomymouthandnibbledgently,sheyelpedwithpleasureand
mydickbouncedwithlust.Ilickedherpussy,divingmytongueinsidehersweethole,
fucking her with my tongue, anticipating the feel of her warmth once my cock was
sheatheddeepinsideher.Irubbedherclitinslowgentlecircleswhilehercumcoated
my tongue. Alternating with her pussy, again I went back to her clit, nipping gently,
makingsureshefeltthepleasureofmyteeth.

Her body convulsed and her ass rose suddenly as she groaned and shoved a hand in
my hair. Her hands fisted and she tugged, forcing my face deep in her cunt. I was
almostsuffocatingandatthatmomentifIdiedIwouldhavehadnoregrets.Herlegs
werethepearlygatesandherjuicypussywasmytickettoheaven.s.

“OhJesus…”

“That ain’t Jesus, baby. I can make you shake and quiver more than any other man
evercould,evenhim.”Islidanotherfingerpasttheentranceofhertightcunt,groaning
withprimalrestraintasherhotbodysuckedmein.Herhipspushedagainstmyfaceas
I cupped her ass in one hand,. grinding my mouth against her cunt, I lived for the
soundsshemadeasherorgasmburneddeeperandgainedmomentum.

astingyouisliketouchingheaven,Sadie,andlikeafuckingdrugonmytongue.
I’maddictedtoyou,”Igrunted,nippingatherclitbeforesuckingthelittlebud

intomymouthandsoothingitwithmytongue.Softmewlsescapedherlips,herthighs
clampingdownaroundmyfacebeforeIsuckedhardandlong,nursingandswirlingin
angrystrokesuntilherpantsturnedtogruntsandherentireformbowedandarched.

Shespasmedaroundme,handsgraspingatmythighsasshecameinwavesaroundmy
tongue.

Herkneesslackenedaroundmyneck,herbreathsslowandsteadyasshecamedown
fromherorgasm.“Nowhereneardonewithyouyet.”

I pulled her to her feet, spinning her body to press her against the hood of the car.
Droppingtomyknees,Ispreadhergorgeous,thickasscheeksinmyheavypalmsand
feastedontheglisteningpinkflesh.“Iwantyourass,gorgeousgirl.”

Beforeshecouldreply,Iranoneswiftlickofmytonguebetweenhercheeks,darting
my tongue in and out of the tight little ring of muscle. She groaned, hips squirming
beforeItightenedmygriponher.

“You’renotgoinganywhere,Sadie.NotuntilIhavemyfillofyou.”Ismackedoneass
cheek,mycockthrobbingwiththeprettypinkblushofmyhandprintonthecreamy
flesh.Soothingthestingwithmygentlepalm,Ifocusedagainonthesweetsightofher
soaked back entrance. With deft licks I tongued the rosebud, enjoying the way she

groundherhipsagainstmyface,beggingformorewithoutsomanywords.“Filthygirl,
youlikemytongueinyourass,don’tyou?”

Softmoansofagreementechoedoffthegaragewalls.

“Christ,Ican’tbelieveIwaitedsolongtotakeyou.”Islippedonelongfingerthrough
thewetfoldsofherpussy,gatheringhercumandspreadingitaroundthedelicaterim
of her asshole. My lips attached to her clit, pulling and sucking, just as I pushed one
fingerintoherass,pushingpastthetightringuntilIwasburiedtothefirstknuckle.

“Jackson,ohmygod!”

“Cum,Sadie.Cumallovermyface.”Inippedandpulledinviolentstrokesatherclit,
fuckingherasswithmyfinger,losingmymindatthetasteofheronmytongue.

“Jackson,Jackson,Jackson!”ShepleadedandIsuckedharder,livingforthefeelofher
legs shaking. Her chest heaving. Her cum crashing in waves over my lips as she
shatteredinmyhands.

Sadieinthethroesofanorgasmwaslikeasymphonytomyears.IfIcouldI’dwakeup
tothatsoundeverymorning,puthertobedatnighthearinghercallmyname.

“That’sthemostgorgeousthingI’veeverseen.”Iflippedherover,runningmyhands
up her torso, circling her neck and pulling her to me in a fierce clash of tongues. I
neededher.Now.“IwantyouinmybedthefirsttimeIhaveyou.”

Her tits heaved against my chest as I kissed up the line of her neck. Without asking
permission,becauseshewasalreadyasgoodasmineinmymind,Iscoopedherinto
my arms and carried her across my garage, shoved through the door, then strode
acrossthecool,polishedcementfloorsofmyhouseanddownthelonghallwaytomy
masterbedroom.

Itossedheronthebed,andshelandedwithachildishgiggle.Shewassofuckingsweet
it made my chest ache with wanting all the things I never thought I wanted. Love.
Marriage.Babies.

“Youonbirthcontrol,sweetheart?”

“Yes,” she rasped. “To help with my cycle.” Her arms went around my neck, her lips
attachingtotheskinbeneathmyear.Iyankedtheshirtoverhershoulders,unhooking
theclaspsonherbrabeforepullingitfromherbody.

“Thenstoptakingit.Thisgorgeouscuntisallmine,Sadie.Youaremine,toptobottom,
inside and out. The only thing I want in your body is me and my baby. I’m clean, I
haven’t been with anyone for so long. I’ve been waiting for you.” Her smooth,
contoured body lay underneath me, my mouth planting soft kisses up her stomach,
between her breasts, swirling in the hollow of her throat, finally arriving at the skin
beneathherear.Herbreathcameoutinraggedpantsasmyteethskimmedtheshell,
her body writhing against mine. I sucked in a sharp breath when her hot cunt made
contactwithmyhungrydick.

“BythetimeI’mdone,youwon’tknowwhereyouendandIbegin.I’mgoingtocum
deepinsideyou,andthenIwantyoutoshowmethatbeautifulpussyafterIcuminit.
This cunt, baby, will always be filled with my cream. I want you to know I am there
every time you move. I own it baby, this sweet cunt and it’s delicious scent, it’s all
mine..”Mydickhoveredatherentrance.“I’mgoingtocoatthiscuntinmyseedand
watchyoucarrymybabies,SadieFox.”

Hereyesflashedwideatmylastwords.“Jackson…”

“Getusedtomylastnamewithyours,precious.Iownyounow.Yougoodwiththat?”

Her eyes fluttered like butterfly wings, her heart hammering at a thousand beats per
minutebeforesheslidahandaroundmyneckandpulledmylipstohers,whispering.
“I’myours,Jackson.”

I

C H A P T E R F I V E

SADIE

cried out when the tip of his thick cock nudged at my entrance, my breaths
laboredasIclutchedathisshoulders,pressingharderathislipsaswekissedand

heslid.

Andslid.

Andslid.

My muscles ached, and pain pinched at my insides, before he finally pushed past the
finalbarrierseparatingus.

AndthenIwashis.

Andthenheownedme.

I hummed as his thrusts sped, his cock bottoming out inside my body, his hands
trailingupanddownmyskin,kneading,gripping,owningmyfleshuntilIwassureI
would be bruised in the morning. His thumbs dug at my hips as he fucked me so
fiercely, his body hitting every single ragged nerve I had, until another orgasm was
teasingjustoutofreach.

“OhGod,”Ihusked,losingmymindunderhishands.BeingconnectedtoJacksonFox
was an out-of-body experience. My head swam with a heady mix of raw lust and
deliciousneed.Mymusclesstrungtightwithcoursingwavesofpleasure.Jacksonwas
allIcouldthink,allIcouldfeel,smell,touch.Jacksonwaseverywhere.

“You’vemademesofuckinghard,Sadie.”Jacksongrit.Histeethgrazedupbetweenmy
breasts,histonguedartinguptolickthepebbledpeak.Fireburnedlikedryicethrough
myveins,eatingupalltheoxygen,pushingmeonestepclosertofallingovertheedge.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” I uttered, the words falling out in a helpless

ramble.

“I’vebeendesperateforthetasteofyouonmytonguesinceIfirsttouchedyou.The
wayyoulookupatme,Sadie,fuckingundoesme.”Jacksonmovedinandoutofme,
sometimespushingdeepandfillingme,othertimestakingshort,shallowstrokesuntil
hefinallyspedupandtookmetotheveryend.Iwrappedmyarmsaroundhisbody
andranmypalmsalonghissweat-slickedskin,downhishipsandbottom.Isqueezed
lightlyashepickeduphispace,poundingmewitheverythinghehad.

“God,oh,Jackson,”Ibegged.“More,harder.God,more.”

Hepulledmeflushagainsthisbodyandheldmeinhispowerfulgrip.Ourthighs,our
hips,ourtorsoswerealignedtightly.Onehandwrappedaroundthebackofmyneck
andpulledmetohislips,andsuddenlywewerecrushedtogetherandkissingfiercely.
The desperate way his tongue twisted with mine fueled my passion. A sensual moan
escapedhisthroatasIheldhisheadtightertomylips,returninghiskisswithjustas
muchferocityashewasaimingatme.

His hips circled, a hand slipping between us and tracing a maze at my clit with his
gorgeous, work-roughened hands that pulled across my skin like sandpaper and
coursedfirethroughmybody.

“Iwanttohearyou,prettygirl.Cumonmythickcockandletmehearit.”

His words were the last match to set my orgasm ablaze. It ran through me, short-
circuiting my insides and loosening my muscles with every throbbing heartbeat. We
wereatangleofrecklesssensation,violentpassion,franticconnectioncrescendoingin
atidalwavethatpulledmeunder.

“Jesus,you’relikeatightfistsqueezingmycock.”Heslippedhistonguepastmylips,
swallowing my serrated moans. His hands tightened at my hips before he steadied
himself, his head thrown back as rasped grunts floated between us. “God, yes,
Sadieeeee.”

Isuckedindesperategulpsofoxygen.Thesoundofourbodiesslappingtogether,the
scentaheadycombinationofsex,cum,him,thatfedmyarousal.

“Ifuckinglovebeinginsideyou.”Histeethskimmedtheshellofmyear.Aslowsmile
crept up my lips, my body still weak and recovering. He ran his fingers through my
wildhairandnuzzledintomyear,takingalong,deepbreath.“Yousmelllikeme.”

Isighedcontentedly,rolled,andwrappedmyarmsaroundhisbody.Iopenedmyeyes
slowly to find him staring at me thoughtfully. A slow grin spread across my face.
“What?”

“You,”hegrinned.

“Whataboutme?”

He traced the shell of my ear lightly with his thumb. “Watching you cum is fucking

beautiful.” I felt a blush creep up my neck. “And seeing you blush…” His fingertips
dustedacrossmycollarbone.“IsthesexiestthingI’veeverseen.I’llnevergetenough
ofyou.”

He slid a hand between my thighs, massaging the aroused flesh tenderly. When he
pulledhishandsaway,hiseyesnarrowedforaminutebeforehelookedbackatme.

Blood.Therewasbloodstaininghisfingertips.

“Jesus,Sadie.Youwereavirgin?”Hethrustahandthroughhisalready-rumpledhair.

Isatsilently,suddenlyfeelingashamedIhadn’ttoldhim.Isuddenlywantedtodartout
ofthisroom,throughhisbigbeautifulhouse,andneverlookback.

ButcouldI?

Wasrunningevenpossibleanymore?

“Sadie.”Hepulledmeintohislap,ourchestsheavingbreathlessly,ourlimbstwisting
andviningaroundeachotheruntil…hewasright…IwasnolongersurewhereIended
and he began. Peace settled deep in the marrow of my bones at the feeling. I trusted
him.I’dnevertrustedanymanbutmydaddy.Untilnow.UntilJackson.

“IfIhadknownyouwereavirginIwouldhavebeendifferent…more…”Hestruggled
for words, but I saw the regret swimming in his eyes as clearly as I felt the emotion
wateringmine.

“I don’t want you any different, Jackson. That’s why I didn’t tell you. I didn’t want
sweetness, forget tenderness, I wanted to feel you. I wanted to feel how I make you
feel. I want to know I turn you on so much you nearly lose your mind,” I breathed,
brushingalockofhairoffhisforehead.

Hesighed,dancinghisnoseupthelineofmyneck,nurturingme,takingcareofme,
worryingoverme.“Ididn’twanttotakeitfromyoulikethat.”

“You didn’t, Jackson.” I held his face in my palms, forcing his eyes to meet mine. “I
gaveittoyou.”

His eyes shimmered before his arms wrapped around my body, his lips pressing
againstmineinslow,decadent,soul-fuckingthrusts.

JacksonFoxownedme.

W

C H A P T E R S I X

JACKSON

hereareyou?Ityped,sendingthemessageofftoSadie.

SomepartofmehadthoughtshewasanitchIcouldscratchandthatmakinghercum
would release the vise-like grip she had around my cock, my head, my heart. But it
wasn’t that way. Not at all. If anything I’d grown more obsessed. I craved her more,
neededheroften,refusedtoletheroutofmysight.

Untiltonight.

Igrunted,shootingoffanothertext.Answerme,orI’mputtingyouovermylegwhen
yougethome.

She’d gone to a wedding tonight, and I would have gone with her except she was a
damn bridesmaid, and as much as I wanted to see her standing up there in a fancy
dress,Iwantedheruptherewithme.

SoI’dspentthenightatthegarage,doingschedulesfornextweekandfinishingupa
few small jobs that I’d been putting off. I was biding my time until Sadie was back,
becausesuddenlymyhomewithoutherfeltimpossiblyfuckinglonely.

Ididn’tevencaretobethereifhersweetlaughwasn’tfillingthespace.

Ishovedafiledrawerclosed,glancingattheclocktonoteitwasaftereight.Hell,she’d
beengonesincefour.Howlongdidthesethingstake?

A soft creak echoed through the office then, and I turned to find her standing there,
highlightedinsoftmoonlight,hershorthairtuckedbehindherears,hereyeslookedso
beautiful,sowarm,herbeautifulneckbareexposingherhersweettits.

Her eyes narrowed, and she placed a hand on one hip. “I feel like I have my own
personal stalker. I’ve only been gone four hours. How many texts did you send me,

Jackson?”

Igrunted,crossingthespacebetweenusandpullingheragainstmybody.“Idon’tgive
afuck.”IheldherfaceinmypalmsandkissedhersohardIhopedshe’dfeelthesting
ofmylipsinthemorning.“Ineededyou.”

Herbodymeltedagainstmine,andherarmsdrapedovermyneckbeforeIhoistedher
uponmydesk.

“AndIwantedtogetunderthisdress.”Iangledagrinather,slidingmyhandsupher
thighs,devouringthesweetwarmfleshwithmyhands.“Ishouldhavemadeyouwear
afuckingsweateroverthis.”Ihookedafingertipinthelownecklineandpulled,loving
the way her tits fell out, hard little nipples greeting me. “I don’t like anyone seeing
what’smine.”

“Jackson, you’re…” Her words trailed off when my lips attached to the hard peaks,
sucking and pulling, swirling and nipping until her hips were rocking against me. A
shiverspedthroughherbody,andIswitchedtoherothernipple,fistingthefleshofher
breastsoIcoulddrawasmuchofherintomygreedymouthaspossible.

“NexttimeIseeyouinadress,you’llbetakin’mylastname,”Ibreathed,slidingheroff
thedeskandturninghertofaceawayfromme.“Nowaboutthatpunishment…”

“Punishment?” Her head whipped around, eyes round and completely fucking
captivatingintheirinnocence.

“For not answering your texts.” I pulled her chin to me, kissing her hard and fast,
pullingmylipsawayandslidingapalmupthevalleyofherback.

Gently,slowly,Ifeltthesoftcurveofherspine,thenpushingherdownovermydesk.
“You’reafuckingvisioninthisdress,Sadie.”

SheshudderedwhenIslidthesilkyfabricupherthighs,gatheringitinmyfistather
waist. “You’re damn lucky you wore panties tonight.” I caressed the curve of her
bottom.“I’dlosemymindifIknewanothermancouldsmellmypussy.”

Ihookedafingerintheelasticandtorethemdownherthighs,landingoneswiftsmack
onhergorgeouscheek.Sheflinchedwiththesurprise,herhipswiggling.

“Mm,naughtygirl.Youlikemyhandprintonyourprettyass?”Ilandedanothersmack,
alittleharderthistime.“Yourassisalreadyred.”Ipressedafingerintohercunt,hot
arousalsoakingherlips.“Youlikethat,don’tyou?You’resofuckingwet.”

“Yessss…”shegroaned.“Doitharder.”

“That’smygirl.”Mycockrubbedagainsttheteethofmyzipper,myjawtightasIheld
onto a thin thread of control. I landed two more swift cracks on her other ass cheek,
thenslidmyhandoverthesweet,pinkflesh,soothingawaythestingwithmytouch.

“Thatfeels…amazing,”shegasped.

“Yourcuntisdripping,Sadie.”Islidafingerbackintoherpussy,fuckingherwithmy
hand, my dick growing harder with her every sultry moan. This woman was fucking
incredible.Ineededher.Enoughofthepunishment.Iwantedtoburymyselfbetween
herlegsandlosemyselfinsideher.

InonequickmovementIpulledtheziponthesideofthedress,watchingthesoftsatin
poolaroundherankles,theheavenlyscentofherfillingme.Ispunherinonequick
movement,hungryforhereyes.

“Idon’tlikebeingwithoutyou.”Ipulledmyownzipperdown,freeingmyachingcock
frommyjeansandfistingitinonelong,slowstrokeasIgazedather.

“Ihatedbeingwithoutyou,too,”shewhimpered,crawlingupmybodyuntilIhooked
her thighs in my hands, her ankles locking behind my waist. Turning, I pressed her
againstthelarge,glasswindow.Stallsofcarsandtoolsandequipment,allsilentasIran
mycockthroughhersoakedfolds.

HerfingersclutchedatmyneckasIsankinsideherinonepossessivethrust.Ineeded
hertoknowshewasmine,neededtoshowherallthethingsIcouldn’tsay.

“Yes,Jackson,yes.”Desperatewordsfellonmyearsasherteethclampeddownonmy
shoulder, pain searing through my flesh as I pumped, thrusting in frantic, defiant
strokes,determinedtofeeltheendofher,determinedtoownallofher.

“Don’tleaveagain,Sadie.Notlikethat.Youwearsomethinglikethisout,youneedme
tofendoffthewolves.Gotit?”Ipressedafingertipattherosebudofherbackentrance,
enjoyingthewayshetwitchedandmoanedbeneathmyfingers.

“Yes…yes,yes,yes.”Sheworkedherhipsagainstmine,justasfranticformeasIwas
forher.

“Sayit.Tellme,Sadie.”

“I needed you. I need you. Every day, oh God,” she moaned as I yanked her legs in
frontofme,sinkingoneofhersweettoesintomymouthandsucking.Shebreathed,“I
needyoutodothiseverynight.”

“Mypleasure,prettygirl.”Iheldherankleatmyshoulder,usingthenewangletofuck
herharder,deeper.

“Jesus,Ican’t,everythingisso…IthinkI’mgoingto—”Herwordssplitoffasshardsof
pleasure sliced through her body. She came undone around my dick, her body
shuddering,herfacetwistedingorgeouspassionassherodeherorgasmagainstme.

“FuckingsexiestthingI’veeverseen,”Ihissedasmyownreleasepummeledthrough
mygut,sendingasprayofhotcumdeepinsideher.“Godyesssss,”Ihissed,pullingme
cockfromherbodyandslidingahandbetweenherpussylips.“You’recoveredinmy
cum,”Igroundout,slidingtwofingersinsideher,pushingmycumbackintoherbody.
“Iwantitcoatingyourcunt,rightwhereitbelongs.”

“Oh…”Sadiesuckedinaraggedbreathofair.“Jackson…”

“DidIfuckyouspeechless?”Iasked,tuckingmydickbackintomyjeansandliftingher
intomyarms.Herbodywaslimp,likearagdoll.I’dfuckedherstraightovertheedge.
“Takin’youhome,sweetheart.”Iplacedareverentkissonherforehead.“Iwantyouin
myarmsallnighttonight.”

I

C H A P T E R S E V E N

SADIE

spenttheweekendholedupatJackson’shouse,inhisbed,mostlynaked.

Ourlovingwaspassionate,all-consuming,thrilling.Thewaymybodyburnedforhim
was uncontrollable, the way my heart fluttered when he placed a hand at my back
when we’d gone out for lunch, or when he’d brought me breakfast in bed Sunday
morning,leftmefeelingsoprotected,safe,caredfor.

OnMondaymorninghebroughtmetomyapartmentforachangeofclothes,waited
while I changed, then drove us to the garage for work. Like we’d settle into some
comforting routine already, I found myself wondering what a future with Jackson
wouldlooklike.Wecoulddojustthis…rollaroundinbedallnighttogether,gotowork
inthemornings,spendourweekendsfixingupoldcars.Assimpleasitsounded,that
wasmydream.Alifewithhimsuddenlyfeltpossible.

JacksonwhippedintotheparkinglotatFoxMotors,eyescuttingtomineasheparked.
“Readytogetdirty?”

“Always.” I grinned, about to step out of the car when he pulled me across the seat,
smashinghislipsagainstmineinapossessivekiss.

“Gonna be torture not putting my hands on you today,” he gruffed in my ear, his
tongueflickingagainstthelobeandsendingmeintoalustyhaze.“Thinkit’stimeyou
justmovedinwithme.Iwanttoknowyou’llbeinmybedeverynight.”

Myheartslammedtoahaltathiswords.“M-moveinwithyou?”

Hislipsturnedupashewatchedme.“Yeah…Iwantyouatmyplace.”

“Jackson,it’sonlybeenafewweeks!”

“Don’t give a shit how long it’s been. I’ve never had a woman at my house before,

Sadie. You’re the only woman that’s been in my bed. I’ve never felt this way about
anyone.DamnifI’mgoingtoletitgo…orletyoupranceallovertownindressesthat
revealtoomuchofwhat’smine.”

Hiseyesswallowedupthecontoursofmybody,hishandscomingtorestatmycheeks.
Hekissedmelongandslow,emotionandsensationoverwhelmingeverypartofme.

“Sayyes,”heordered.

“I…”

His hand slipped between my thighs, rubbing against the seam of my jeans in slow,
agonizingstrokes.“Sayyes,Sadie.”

Warninglacedhisvoice,andafloodofarousaldampenedmythighswhenIthought
aboutthepunishmenthemightdoleoutifIsaidno.

ButIdidn’twanttosayno.

IwantedtostartmylifewithJackson,andIwantedtostartitnow.

“Sadie?”Thewordwasbreathedinmyear.

“Yes,”Isaidinarush.“Yes,Iwanttobeinyourarmseverynight.Iwantyourkisses
everymorning.”

“Mm…”Hisfingersspedatmycrotch,findingthehotlittlebuttonthatburnedforhim.
“That’smygirl.”

Histeethdraggedovertheshellofmyear,andbeforeIcouldstopitanorgasmspiked
throughmybody.“OhGod.”

Iclutchedathistautforearm,ridingthewaveofhishandbetweenmythighs.

“You’re gonna get way more than just my kisses every morning.” He dusted his lips
acrossmyneck,landingatmylips,plunginghistonguepasttheseam.

“I hope I get a few more spankings,” I teased. “I almost said no just for the
punishment.”

His sexy laugh filled the car. “I guarantee you’ll get a few more of those—you’re too
damnstubborntodowhatIsayallthetime.”

I shook my head, waiting for him to come around the car and open the door,
somethingheinsistedondoing.Everthegentleman,evenifhehadjustworkedmeup
intoafrenzywithhisfingers.

“Youneedanyhelptoday?”HelacedhisfingersthroughminewhenIstoodfromthe
car.

“No, just some oil changes, replacing the calipers on a pickup this afternoon.” We
walkedacrosstheparkinglottotheofficedoor.

“Letmeknowifyouneedanything.”Hepaused,placingakissonmylips.“Haveagood
day.”

“Youtoo,handsome.”Igrinnedwhenheturned,steppingthroughtheofficedoor.

“Lookslikesomeone’sbangin’theboss.Thatagainstpolicyorsomethin’?”Tom,anew
hire,cameoutofthefirstbayoftheshop.

I narrowed my eyes, not liking the way he was leering at me. He took a step closer,
eyeszonedinonmychest.“Can’tsayIblamehimfortakin’youforaride.”

“Whatthefuckdidyoujustsay?”Jacksonwasoutoftheofficedoor,leavingitgroaning
onitshingesashecrossedthespaceseparatinghimandTominafewstrides.Hefisted
hisshirtcollar,holdinghiminavisegrip.“Saythatagain.”

Tom’seyeswerewide,hishandsclutchingatJackson’sarm,shakinghisheadviolently.

“You’re fired. Get out of here.” Jackson let him go with a shove, sending Tom flying
backwardsbehindhimtolandinaheapontheconcrete.

“Jackson—”Irushedtohisside,notsurewhattodo.

“IfIeverseeyouagainI’llshovemyfistthroughyourfacesomanytimesevenyour
mamawon’trecognizeit.”

Tom nodded, eyes never leaving Jackson’s before he stood, tossing his oil rag on the
groundandheadingforhistruck.

“IhadabadfeelingaboutthatguytheminuteIhiredhim.”

“Youdidn’thaveto—”

“Damn fucking right I did. Don’t need a guy like that working here.” Jackson’s eyes
landedonmeforthefirsttime.“You’resafehere,sweetheart.”

Jackson pulled me into his arms, my hands locking behind his waist instantly as I
nuzzledintohischest.Tearspulledatmyeyelids.“You’remyhero.”

“Ah,baby.WhatkindofmanwouldIbeifIdidn’tdefendyourhonor?”

IthinkthatwasthemomentIfellhardandfastforJacksonFox.Hetookcareofme
likeamanwasmeanttotakecareofawoman.WithJackson,Iwouldneverhaveto
wonderifIwasspecial.HeshowedmeIwas,everysingleday.

F

C H A P T E R E I G H T

JACKSON

irechuggedthroughmyveinsasIfingeredthelittlehunkofmetaltuckedinto
thepocketofmyjeans.Icouldn’tbelieveIwasdoingthis,couldn'tbelieveIwas

choking on the words, couldn’t believe I’d finally found the woman who made me
wannasaythewords.AndafterthatassholeTomhadsaidthatshittoher,I’dknownI
neededtotakeaction.

OnceIknewIwantedsomething,Ineverhesitated.ItwaspartofthereasonIcounted
myselfasuccessinbusiness,andtheveryreasonIwasgoingtogetthegirl.Mygirl.

Movingherintomyplacewasonlythefirststep.

IgroanedwhenSadiebentoverthehoodoftheBlueDevil,the’67MustangsheandI
both loved so much. She’d been coming home with me every night for the last few
weeks, and we already had most of her things moved into my place. I took over the
rentpaymentsonherapartment,waitinguntiltheleasewasupsoherroommatecould
thendecidewhatshewantedtodo.I’dtoldhershewaswelcometostay.I’dpayhalf
therentforever.IjustwantedSadieinmyhome,inmybed,inmylife,now.

“Ithinkit’sgood.”Sadieclosedthehood,glancingacrossthegarageatmewithasmile.

“Youwannatakeitforaspin?”Itossedthekeysinherdirection.

“Me?Drive?Noway,thisisyourbaby.”Sheshookherhead,tossingthekeysback.

Icaughtthem,thencrossedthedistancetoher,pushingthekeysbackintoherhands.

“Iwantyoutodriveitfirst.”

One eyebrow arched up adorably. I smoothed it with the pad of my thumb, swatting
herontheass.“Let’sgo,sweetheart.Ain’tgotallday.”

ShehuffedwhenIwalkedaroundthecar,openingthedoortoslideintothepassenger

seat.

“You’resure?You’regonnaletmedrivetheBlueDevil?”

“I’mgonnamakeyoudomorethanthatinit.”Iwinked,mydickalreadytwitchingto
lifewiththedirtythingsIhadplannedforherinthiscar.Onthiscar.Againstthiscar.

“’Kay,butI’llwarnyou,I’vegotaleadfoot.”Shewinked.Alaughbarreledfrommygut
assheslidbehindthewheel.

“What’sthat?”Shecockedherheadtothebaginthebackseat.

“Broughtafewthings,justincaseyougetuslost.”

“You’resuchasmartass,Fox.”

“Andyou’vegotagreatass.”Igrinned,lovingthewayhercheeksflushedwhenIsaid
somethingshedidn’texpect.

“IfIgetuslost,wouldthatearnmeaspanking?”Sheglancedoverhopefully.

Ilaughedagain,slidingahandupherthighandsqueezing.“Youwantmetospankyou
thatbad,allyou’vegottodoisask.”

“Ask?”Sheshotmeasassygrin.“Orbeg?”

“Beg…”Islidahandbetweenherlegs.“Ilikethesoundofyoubegging.”

HernipplespebbledunderthesoftfabricofherT-shirt.“You’reahornylittledevilfor
me,aren’tyou?”

Shenoddedhereyesnailedtomine.“Maybeyoushoulddriveafterall…Ihaveafeeling
you’regoingtobeadistractionfromthepassengerseat.”

“Iplanonit.”Igrazedtheseamofhercunt,theshudderspikingthroughhersystem
causingmydicktopulseangrily.“Startthecar,Sadie.”

Shepursedherlipsatme,shovingthekeyintheignition,holdingdowntheclutchand
brake before the engine roared to life. Like honey melting through my veins, the
vibrationofthecar,thegorgeouspurr,allfedmyadrenaline.

“Itsoundsgreat.”Shelookedoveratme,aradiantsmileonherface.

Christ,I’ddoanythingtoputthatsmileonherfaceasmuchaspossible.

“Let’sgetoutofhere.”Ipunchedthegaragedooropener.“Take25North.”

“Theexpressway?”Shescrunchedhernoseatmeinconfusion.“Yougotsomethin’up
yoursleeveyou’renottellingme?”

“Alwaysdo.”Istoleakisswhensheputthecarinreverse,andweheadednorth.

IhadsomethingIhopedwouldreallyputasmileonherface.

“

S

owhaddyathink?How’sshedrive?”Isaidanhourlateraswewerepullingintoa
longgraveldriveway.Thesunwasjustsetting,andthiswasonlythefirstofmany

surprisesIhadinstoreforher.

“I love it.” She eased off the gas and shifted into a lower gear as the road inclined.
“There’ssomuchpower.Youcanfeelitcomingthroughyourfingersonthesteering
wheel. It’s masculine, it makes me feel in charge. I’m a badass driving this car.” She
shotmeawink.

“Youareatotalbadass.Parkoveralongtheedgeofthewater.”Ipointedthroughthe
windowwhenwepulleduptoawideclearinginthetrees.Shecockedherhead,eyes
doing a quick glance around us, though she couldn’t see much. The sun had already
fallenbelowthehorizon,shadowsanddarknessnearlyshroudingthislittlesideofthe
lake.

“Thisisgorgeous,”shebreathedwhenwesteppedoutofthecar.

“Bought this property a long time ago. Before I even started Fox Motors. Always
wantedtobuildaplaceheresomeday.”Icamearoundthesideofthecar,pinningher
withmyhipsagainstthehoodandtakingherlips.“Youlikethecar,baby?”

“Mm…”Shenippedatmylips.“Ilovethecar.”

“Good.”Iliftedherontothehood,nestlingmyhipsbetweenherthighs.“Becauseit’s
yours.”

Shefroze,hereyeslevelledonmine.“What?”

“I’mgivingyouthecar,”Isaidmatter-of-factly.

“Whatthehellfor?”Shockthreadedhervoice.

“Becauseyouloveit.”

“Andsodoyou.Justletmerideinitonceinawhile,I’llbehappy.”

I pulled her closer. “I want you more than happy. I want you so drunk on me you’ll
neverleave.”

“I’m not leaving anyway. You’re stuck with me, Fox.” Her fingers tugged at the little
hairsatthebaseofmyneck.

“Thecarisyours,Sadie.Don’tfightmeonthis.”Ipushedthezipperdownonmypants,
nolongerabletostandtheconstantpressureofmydickbeggingtobeinsideher.

Herhandstoredownherownzipper,andshepushedthejeansoffherlegs.

“Nopantiesunderthosejeans?”

Herlipcaughtbetweenherteethassheshookherhead.

“Jesus,youfuckingwreckme.”Islidmycockagainstherlips,coveringmymouthwith
hersasIsliddeepinsideher.“Youfuckingwreckmealittlemoreeveryday.”

Asoftmoanfellfromherlipsashernailsclutchedatthemusclesofmyback.

“Yourheartbeatswithmine,Sadie.You’rethelastthingIthinkofatnightandthevery
firstthingonmymindinthemorning.”Ikissedherlips,runningonehanddownher
arm and catching her wrist. “I want to protect you, I want to defend your honor.” I
crookedasidewaysgrinather.“Iwanttoloveyou.”Islidthelittlecircleofgoldoutof
mypocket,pushingitontoherleftringfingerandpausing.“Iwantyoutobemywife.”

Her sweet lips formed a soft little O, eyes racing from the ring I’d just slid onto her
fingerandbacktomyeyes.

“Sadie,saysomething.”

“I-I—”

I threaded her newly adorned fingers with mine, thrusting my hips a little deeper
inside her. “You know the answer, sweetheart,” I rasped in her ear. “Don’t make me
spankitoutofyou.”

Her ankles locked around my waist a little tighter, one arm pulling me down in a
crashingkiss.Herhipsrockedbackandforth,hermoansandpantsbarelyescapingher
lungsbeforemymouthwasoverhersagain.

“Answerme,Sadie.SayyesandI’llmarryyourighthereonthisspottomorrow.”

Shepaused,herhandthreadedthroughthehairatthebackofmyneckasshereplied,
“Yes. Yes! Yes, I’ll marry you, Jackson Fox!” she squealed, wrapping both her arms
around my neck, our mouths sliding together, our tongues probing and sucking at
flesh.“Iloveyou.”

“I’ll love you a thousand times longer and a thousand times harder, Sadie McGuire.
Thereisnomewithoutyouanymore.”

“

Y

F I R S T E P I L O G U E

SADIE

OneYearLater

oufeelsofuckingtight,baby.”Jackson’shandswereinmyhair,hishipsworking
betweenmythighsashiscockslidinandoutofme.

“Oh my God, right there…Jackson…” I clutched at his bare ass cheek, his dirty jeans
around his thighs as he fucked me against the car. There was just something about
seeingmymaninhisworkjeans,atoolinhishand,andthatdrop-deadgorgeoussmile
onhisface.Iwasaslavetohim.

Andthehormoneshadmadeitevenworse.

JacksonandIhadgottenmarriedalmostimmediately,andlessthanamonthafterthat,
I’dfoundoutIwaspregnant.ForJackson’sfirstFather’sDay,he’dgottenapregnancy
test.ForthisFather’sDay,he’dbeholdinghissoninhisarms.

“That’smysweetgirl,letmehearyou.”Jackson’swordssentlustsplinteringthrough
mybody.

“OhJackson,Jackson,Jackson!”Icried,wavesofearth-shatteringpleasuresuckingme
under. His palms clutched at my hips, each thrust more forceful than the next, each
kissmoredemanding.

“Suchahornygirlforme.”Hesteadied,hisheadthrownback,throatcontractingasa
lowrumblepassedhislips.

WatchingJacksoncumwasthesexiestthingI’deverseen.

“OhmyGod,”Ipanted,lyingbackonthehoodofthecar.Everysinglebreatharched

mybody,mybreastsfull,nipplesimpossiblyhard.“IthinkIcouldgoagain.”

Jacksonslidoutofme,hishandscoveringmybreasts,pressingthemtogetherbefore
suckingonenippleintohismouth.Ipushedmyhandsinhishair,moaningasanother
thunderboltofarousalslicedthroughme.

“ShouldImakeyoucumwithmytongue?”hemurmured,hishandslidingbetweenus
toswirlatmyclit.

Anotherchargeofelectricityboltedthroughme.

“Jackson…”Iwhispered,steadyinghishandbetweenus.

“Mm…yeah, baby?” He spread our shared cum around my clit, working it into the
sensitiveflesh.

“Jackson…”Anotherlightningbolt,thistimeinmystomach.

“Tellme,sweetheart.”

Anotherbolt.

“Jackson,I…”Ilookedupathim,justasmyfirstrealcontractiontookhold.“Jackson,I
thinkit’stime.”

“What?”Hiseyesrounded.

“It’stime,Jackson.I’mhavingcontractions.”

“Sowhatthedoctorsaidistrue?Ifwewantthebabytocomeweshouldhavesex?It
worked?!”

“Jackson,ohmyGod,yesitworked.OhmyGod,ithurts!”Iclutchedathisbicepjustas
mystomachtightenedharderthanithadbefore.

“OhJesus,okay.”Heleaptintoaction,yankinghisjeansupandzippingbeforegrasping
bothmyhands.“Whatdoyouwantmetodo?”

“Juststayhere,just…wait…untilitpasses…”Ispitthroughclenchedteeth.

“Right.Waittilitpasses.”Hiseyesshotaroundthegarage.“Youlefttheovernightbag
inthelivingroom,right?”

“Yes,Jackson.”Itriedtobreathethroughthepainlikethelaborinstructorhadtaught
us. “It’s been there for a week.” I paused as my muscles relaxed. “Okay, I think it’s
over.”

Jacksonlookeddownatmyhugelyround,nine-month-pregnantbelly.“We’regoingto
haveababy.”

Igrinned,wantingtoleapintohisarmsandslatherhiminkisses,ifIstillcould.“He’s
coming.”

“He’s coming.” Jackson looked up at me, one tear tracking down his chiseled cheek
beforeheswipeditonthesleeveofhisshirt.Hepulledmeintohisarms,slidingmyt-
shirtovermyshouldersandmystretchyleggingsupovermybigbelly.

“I’llgetthekeysandthebag.Berightback,don’tmove.”

“Wait,you’rebringingmeintheBlueDevil?!”

“Hellyeah,Iam.I’mbringingmysonhomefromthehospitalinthiscar.”

“Jackson,no,mywatercouldbreak,Icouldruintheseats!”

Hestood,asiftoconsidermeforamoment.“Butit’swhereallourfirstshappened.I
proposedtoyouonthatcar.Itwasthestartofus.”

I stood in the middle of the garage, speechless and in awe of the sweetness radiating
from the man I’d married. I knew at that exact moment that he would be the best
daddytoourlittleboy,toallofourfuturekids.Hewasalreadythebesthusbandtome.

“Okay.Justdon’tforgettobringmeatowel.”Irubbedahandovermybelly,smiling
contentlyasIeasedaroundthecornerofthecartoopenthepassengerdoor.

“Hey,mama.”Jacksonscoopedmeintohisarms,placingaslowkissonmylipsashe
walkedmearoundthecar.Heslidmeintheseat,bucklingmeinbeforeplacingbothof
hispalmsovermygiantbelly.“Iloveyoubothsomuch.”

Hesmiledupatmeandplacedakissonmystomach.

Ipushedoneofmyhandsthroughhishair,pullinghimtomylipsinasoftkiss.“Let’s
gohaveababy.”

“

V

S E C O N D E P I L O G U E

JACKSON

ThreeYearsLater

roooom!” My son’s hands clutched at the steering wheel of the Mustang. I
tickledBlaze’ssidesashesatperchedinmylap.Thewayhebustedupintoafit

ofgigglesonlyathree-year-oldcouldmustermademedrunkonhappiness.

And as if my life couldn't get any better, the woman who made it all possible walked
downthestepsofourcabin.Itwasperchedonthelake,wayupintheRockies.I’dbuilt
ourdreamhome,andthenwe’dstartedfillingitwithbabies.

“Hey,mama,Ithinkthisguy’sgonnabearacecardriver.”

Shegrinned,bouncingHawk,ourten-month-oldonherhip.

“Thisonebetterbeachef.Helikestoeat.That’shissecondbanana.”Shehuggedmy
boyalittlecloser.

Damn,Ilovedthiswoman.

MylifehadgrownmorefullinthelastfewyearsthanIeverdreameditcouldhave.I
didn’tevenknowIwantedthesethings,didn’tgivetwoshitsaboutafamilyuntilSadie
camealong.NowIwantedthekids,thedog,andthewhitepicketfence.AndIplanned
ontryingformorekids.I’dhavetenbabieswithherifshe’dletme.

“Dawie!”Hawkgargledthroughabiteofbanana.

A black lab came trotting down the porch, a litter of three pups following her in a
reckless line. I shook my head. We’d adopted that dog a few months ago and had no
ideashewaspregnantatthetime.“Herecomestrouble.”

T

Blaze giggled as two of the puppies took a tumble down the last step, legs and ears
everywhichway.“Canwekeepthemall,Daddy?!”

Sadie’s eyes widened as she looked from my son to me, eyes pleading. “That’s a
houseful,Idon’tknowif—”

“But I’ll feed and water them all! Just like real chores!” Blaze clapped his hands,
excitementgrowingbythesecond.

Isighed,pattingGingerontheheadwhenshereachedme,tailwaggingattheopencar
door. “We’ve got a few more weeks before they’re old enough to leave their mom
anyway,Blaze.You’vegotplentyoftimetoplaywiththem.”

IlookedupatSadie,pleadingforsomehelp.

“You know I’m not going to be able to let them go.” She hugged Hawk a little closer,
smilingbackatme.

“Dammit,woman,”Igrowled.“Ifthesekidsweren’there,I’dbendyouover—”

“BenicetoMama!”Blazedefendedhismotheradorably.

“Oh,I’mverynicetoMama.”Ishotmywifeacockygrin.“Shelikestobeg—”

“Jackson!”Sadiecutmeoffwithapalmovermylips.“Behaveyourself.”

“Socanwekeepthem,Daddy?!”Blazebouncedbehindthesteeringwheel.

I groaned, feeling like I’d lost this battle. I could take on the kids, but there wasn’t a
chanceinhellIcouldeversaynotoSadie.“Fine.Wecankeepthem.”

“Yay!” Blaze bounded out of my lap and dropped to his knees, surrounding himself
withtinyblacklabpuppies,tinybarksandtailsgoingwild.

“We’regoingtohaveatalklater.”IarchedaneyebrowatSadie.

“Ohyeah?”shecooed.“DidIearnapunishment?”

Icuppedherfaceinmypalmandplantedafeveredkissonherlips.“Youbetterbelieve
youdid.”

HEEND.

U N D E R C O N S T R U C T I O N : A B L U E C O L L A R R O M A N C E

ChapterOne

PAIGE

Asoftgruntsoundedthroughthewalloftheneighboringapartment.

Icrushedthepillowovermyhead,tryingdesperatelytoblockoutthestifledsoundsofsexechoingthroughthe

wall.

Anotheroneofthosefaintgroans.

“God,Ineedtomove,”Igroanedandrolledover,throwinganotherblanketovermyhead.Theconstantthudofa

headboardkissingthewallmyonlyreply.

“PleaseGod,killmenow,”Iprayed.

Thesoundoffuckingsubsided,mutedgroansfadinguntilitwassilentaltogether.

ThankGod.

Isighed,throwingthepillowoffmyhead,myhairsnarledinamessaroundmyshoulders.Theclockreadone

o’clockinthemorning.

Itwasthesecondtimethisweekthishadhappened.WhenI’dwalkedthroughthisapartmentsixmonthsago,the

apartmentnextdoorwasempty.Ihadn’teventhoughttoaskabouthowthesoundcarriedbetweenthewalls.

HowcouldI?

Thiswasmyfirstapartment,myfirsttimeonmyown.I’dlivedwithsororitysistersattheKappaAlphahouseoff

campus.Butthis…thiswassomethingelse.

DespiteallthefunI’dhadinmycollegeyears,Iwasactuallyaprettyfocusedandresponsiblegirl.I’dmovedto

thesuburbsinthehopesofgettingsomequiettime,timetofocusoncasefiles,andgetafullnight’srestevery

night.Sixthirtya.m.camequickly.

Ifthiskeptupformuchlonger,I’dhavetolookatmoving.CouldIbreakmylease?

Iheardthepadoffootstepsintheotherapartment,goneforafewminutes,thenbackinthebedroomagain.The

soundoftheshowerrunningstartednext,andIbreathedasighofrelief,knowingthiswasthenormalroutine.

Sopredictable.

Ituckedmyselfintomyblanket,curlingupwithmypillow,andwonderednotforthefirsttimewhatmynew

neighborlookedlike.Short?Fat?Tall?Darkhair?Blond?I’dhopedtocatchaglimpseofhim,butintheshort

weekhe’dbeenhere,I’dbeenworkinglateandhe’dbeenworkingevenlater.Ididn’thearhisbootstepsdownour

sharedhallwayuntilafterelevenp.m.SomenightslongafterIwasinmypajamas,glassesperchedonmynose,

withabookinmyhands.

Theshowerturnedoffamomentlater,andIinstantlychastisedmyselffornotforcingmyselfintoadeepsleep

beforehewasoutagain.Afewtimesafterhisshower,insteadoffallingrightasleephelistenedtoESPN

highlights.Loudly.Hedideverythingloudly.

Iprayedtonightwasn’toneofthosenights.

Ihadanimportantcasetomorrow,asurgeryonapoodlethatwassomethingnewandcuttingedge.Iwas

anxioustousesomeofthenewequipmentattheclinic.I’dspenthours,untilmyeyeswereblurry,readingallthe

latestliteraturewrittenbytheothercliniciansthatwerepracticingthesenewmethods.

Ihadtobewellrestedandawaketomorrow.

Asmyeyesfinallyshutteredclosed,IhazilymadeamentalnotethatifMr.SexMachinenextdoorkeptmeup

anothernight,maybeI’dgivehimatasteofhisownmedicine.

Sure,itwouldbeonlymeandmyoldandtrustyvibrator,butIcouldgivehimarunforhismoney.Ifnothing

else,atleastI’dgetanorgasmoutofmyrevenge,andthenI’dfallintoapeaceful,satedsleep.Justlikemydirty

neighbordid.

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