Page 21 of Tell Me No
“Care to explain, princess?” He asks, anger brewing just under the surface.
“Princess? Oh my fucking god, that’s adorable,” Vanessa says, breaking the tension, and I laugh.
“Hi, I’m Vanessa, by the way. Your rude ass girlfriend has no manners.” She rolls her eyes and I elbow her to shut her up.
“Let’s talk,” I say, untying my apron, tossing it to Vanessa, and coming around the counter. I grab Jason’s hand, pulling him into the stockroom. Shutting the door behind us, I take a deep breath to calm the adrenaline coursing through my veins.
“Look, I don't know what you heard but-” he cuts me off, slamming my back against the closed door, one powerful hand grasping my hip and the other wrapping around my throat, and crashes his lips against mine. His kiss doesn’t ask for entrance, he takes it. Sliding his tongue across mine, the sweet, minty taste of him explodes on my tongue. Fuck, I could kiss this man forever. He kisses me like it’s the only thing keeping him alive. My hands can’t bring him close enough as I grip his t-shirt. One taste of him, and it’s a sudden realization that I’ve been starving. I’ve kissed others before this, but it didn't scorch me alive like this. An hour could pass, or maybe just a few moments. All I know is, even if I never knew I was waiting until right now, I have been waiting for him my whole life. He pulls his chest back, his hips still pinning me in place against the door.
“You are mine, Aurora. And I will protect and defend you until my last breath. I wouldn’t expect anything less from you.” I don’t know what I expected him to say, but it wasn’t that.
“Fuck,” is all I can whisper, and his lips slide into the sexiest grin I’ve ever seen.
“Thats the plan, princess. Hold on,” his hands slide under my ass, picking me up effortlessly and turning until my back is flat against the opposite wall. I’m glad his brain is still functioning enough to make sure we’re not slamming into the door and giving ourselves away to anyone on the outside.
“Jason, we’re in public. Can’t we at least go home?” I ask, my plea weak, because I don’t really want this to stop.
“Did you hear what I just told you, Aurora? You. Are. Mine. When I want to have you, I will fucking have you. If I want to fuck you in the street for every person in this town to see, that’s what I’ll do.” I shiver against his body as his words brush against my lips. Before I can take another breath, he slides a hand between our bodies, unbuttoning my shorts and sliding my zipper down. His hand meets bare skin, and he hisses.
“Fuck me, Aurora. No panties? Are you making this a habit on purpose?” He presses his forehead against mine as he teases me with his fingertips.
“Would you believe me if I said it’s laundry day?” I breathe out a laugh and he smirks.
“Not at all. I think you did this on purpose, baby. You knew I was coming home today, and you wanted to be ready to take my cock as soon as I found you, didn’t you?” He asks and I blush, heat creeping up my chest and blazing across my throat.
“I-I didn’t-” I stutter as he drags his tongue down the column of my neck. I whimper, my core already dripping, already aching for him.
“Don’t fucking lie to me, Aurora. Do you need me to tell you first? Tell you I spent every second I was away from you dreaming about the taste of your skin? Or imagining the feeling of your sweet pussy squeezing my cock until I can’t fucking think about anything else but being inside you?” His words are heavy against my skin, the ache in my core building already and he’s barely touched me.
He drops me onto my feet, sliding his hands into the back of my shorts and pushing them down my legs. “Turn around, baby. Put your hands on the wall and show me that perfect ass.”
My mind can’t do anything but obey his every command. I turn and bend over in front of him, my ass brushing against him as I do. He lets out a low groan and I know he needs me just as badly as I need him right now. I hear his belt unbuckling and his zipper sliding down. His rough palm smooths over the curve of my ass, and goosebumps raise across my skin. The head of his cock brushes against my entrance as he coats himself in my arousal. I’m practically dripping down my fucking leg for this man, and yet I feel no shame. I don’t feel a single ounce of hesitation when we’re together like this, and I love it.
“It’s gotta be hard and fast, baby. I missed you too much,” he grates out through clenched teeth. I know he’s barely reigning himself in. The thought that I can make this man, who thrives on maintaining control at all times, come completely unraveled, gives me the sweetest high.
“Fuck me, Jason. Fuck me like I’m yours,” I tell him, glancing back over my shoulder. I see the exact moment when his control snaps.
He slams into me, burying himself completely in one thrust, and I swear I feel him all the way into my throat. He wraps my braid around his fist, pulling until my back arches. His thrusts are punishingly rough. I’m gonna have bruises from his fingertips after this is over, but I don’t give a fuck.
“Jesus, princess. Your pussy is fucking strangling me. I’m trying to hold on here but damn,” he pants, his breathing becoming more and more ragged. “You look so beautiful like this, Aurora. Bent over and taking my cock like such a good girl.”
His words push me over the edge, and I have to bite down on my bottom lip to keep from screaming as my orgasm rips through me. My heart pounds furiously in my chest, every muscle in my body contracting and releasing until I’m on fire.
“Oh, god, Jay. Don’t stop, don’t stop,” I whimper, and he obeys, fucking me through one orgasm and into another. I feel him growing thicker, stretching me wider, and I know he’s close. His fingers flex against my skin as his pace becomes frantic. He explodes inside me, filling me until I feel like I’m suffocating on him. We’re both desperately trying to catch our breath, the small supply closet finally coming back into view.
“Well, shit. Not what I had in mind when I clocked in today, but I’m not mad about it,” I joke and he laughs, pulling out of me slowly and grabbing a stack of napkins to help me clean up. “If public sex is gonna become a thing, we’re gonna have to invest in condoms. Much easier to clean up.”
His deep laugh echos off the walls around us and I soak it in. “Not gonna happen, princess.” He says, and he pulls my shorts back up my legs, kissing my shoulder before I turn around. “I’ve already had you bare. Nothing else will ever be as good.”
I shiver, always loving the way he says exactly what he’s thinking, no matter how dirty it is. A thought crosses my mind and before I can censor it, it spills out of my mouth.
“I’m not on birth control,” I say, freezing in place as a flicker of concern flashes in his eyes. “I haven’t had any reason to be. Well, at least not until now.”
He nods, probably realizing the same thing I did just a moment ago. I’ve lost track of how many times we’ve had sex at this point and we have definitely not been careful.
“Thats probably something we should figure out,” he says, the picture of calm. I kiss him, loving that answer.Wewill figure it out together.
I know I’m falling for him. If I’m honest, I’m already hanging off the cliff without a safety net to catch me. Even though I know letting myself drop into that abyss is dangerous, I’ve never doubted for a moment that Jason would slay every demon I have just to hold my hand.
