Chapter 14

14

WALKER

T he first time we slept together, it became very clear very quickly that Jocelyn loves it when I talk dirty. So why censor myself now?

"You know you're way hotter than any of the models on the corny racing tire calendars we're sent every year." I release her to make sure all the doors of the garage are locked. Then I grab her again and whisper in her ear, "How do you feel about making every mechanic's fantasy come true?"

"Anything you want." She stretches up to kiss me hard enough that I can taste her hunger.

She laughs as I lift her onto one of the lower workbenches. I grab a spare t-shirt from my drawer, then throw her over my shoulder for a second so I can lay that down on the bench before hitching up her dress. She giggles as I pull her panties down her legs, then awkwardly remove them over her shoes. I stuff them in my pocket, grinning at the way she looks at me. "What? You knew from the start that I'm a dirty boy."

"I knew you were a Dirty boy, but I've only recently discovered that you're also a dirty boy."

Jocelyn's perfect pink lips open to say something else, but no sound comes out. Instead she gasps when my head ducks under her skirt to kiss her naked pussy. She's so soft and warm, and within a minute she's wet for me. My tongue drags slowly across her delicate skin, coaxing every ounce of sensation from her outer lips before digging in deeper. My tongue plunges inside as I throw one leg over my shoulder. She grips my hair to hold on, moaning softly. "I didn't think… I can't believe… Oh !"

As soon as I feel her start to squirm and twitch, my finger slips inside so that my mouth can circle her clit, humming and licking at exactly the pace I know she likes. "Mmm," I moan deeply, breathing in her salty, fresh fragrance, tasting her precious juices.

Her skirt is in the way, so I can't read her expression, but I can tell what she's feeling from the way her lower belly trembles against my forehead. She's so responsive, wordlessly telling me everything I need to know as I press more firmly, adding another finger as I plunge quick and deep. Jocelyn's broken cry as she comes on my mouth is the sexiest sound I've ever heard. But of course I want more.

After I lap up some of her juices, I stand, unzipping my jeans. "You know that every single mechanic has dreamed of taking a girl on his workbench."

She rolls her eyes. "I get it. Don't be surprised if I ask for the same thing in a university library someday."

I cup her face gently. "Sweetheart, you'll never have to ask me for anything. You'll tell me what you want, and I'll make it happen. Understand?"

She nods. "The same goes for you, too."

I can feel my face stretching into a wide, wicked grin as I stroke my hard shaft a few times before positioning myself between her spread thighs. "Really?"

Her butt scoots right to the edge of the bench, and she wraps one leg around my waist to keep stable. "Yes. Anything that makes you happy."

Although my entire body aches to plunge into her softness, I simply drag the head of my cock through her wet opening, teasing us both. "Wait. You're saying that anything that makes me happy, you'll do it?"

Jocelyn is practically vibrating with anticipation as she tries to move forward to impale herself on my length. "Yes. Anything."

I pull our bodies together, still only nudging my shaft inside her a quarter inch, making her whine. "Okay. Next week, we're going to find you a car so that you have your own ride around here. This is what would make me happy, my sexy girl."

Her mouth opens to start complaining, but I pinch it shut with my finger. "I don't want to worry about you having to wait for a ride or being stuck without your friend's car. This is completely selfish on my part. It will make me happy."

Her lovely blue eyes glow as she nods. "Okay. If you put it that way…"

I push just a tiny bit deeper, holding her in place on the metal bench.

"After we've been together a month, I'm allowed to pay off a quarter of your student debt." Before she can say a word, my right hand sneaks between us so I can rub her clit with my thumb. "That would also make me happy. What do you think?"

Her eyes are half-lidded as she squirms, trying to pull me deeper. "Don't tease me."

"I'm not teasing. You said you'd do anything to make me happy." I start to pull out. "Unless you were just —"

"Okay!" I slip about two inches inside, easing in and out so slowly she shivers and whimpers. "More. Please?"

"Of course there's going to be more. After we've been together for two months, I get to pay off another quarter of your debt. And so on. Then, for our six month anniversary, we get married. Simple, right?"

She tries to glare at me, her breath still uneven.

"It would make me so happy to do that for both of us. And you just promised. Right?"

"Why are you being so freaking difficult?" she gasps. It's incredible to watch her expressions cycle through frustrated, excited, and incredulous.

My lips gently brush hers. "Because I love you, sweetheart. I'm always going to love you. And I want to show you every single way I know how. That includes relieving your stress in every way I can. And I think being completely out of debt would be a huge relief for you."

Jocelyn's eyes soften, her bottom lip trembling. For a moment, I worry that maybe I've gone too far.

Then she gives me the sweetest smile I've ever seen in my life.