His jaw grinds. “The only business I had today was fixing your car.”
“So I can get out of here?”
I say it sarcastically, but Rowan’s face hardens. “Or I could just never fix it and keep you here forever.” I gasp as he suddenly pulls me close and kisses me deeply and hard. “Alright, I give in. I’ll go in for a bit and open up the shop. Joaquin and Levi can run things later in the day. I’ll be back before lunch.”
He helps me from the bed, and I slip on my panties and just my tank top before I follow him out to the kitchen area. I drink more of the hot, wonderful coffee and lean against the counter as Rowan laces up his boots.
“You’re really going to be okay here?”
I nod. “Yeah, honestly.
“Just lay low. You’re in L.A., after all. If anyone but me drives up here, you stay out of sight. Understand?”
Again, it’s bossy, but again, I kind of like it. Him taking charge actually gets me a little excited, and I feel a heat pulse through my core as I nod. “Understood.”
“Good girl.”
Fuck, it’s so hot when he says it. No guy has ever spoken like that to me, and it’s like he’s hit the “on” button for my arousal. He holds my gaze as he walks over to me, but it’s more like a predator stalking as he steps close. He plucks the coffee mug from my hand and puts it on the kitchen counter, and then his hands circle my waist.
“It’s hard to leave you, you know,” he growls. He leans close and kisses me, and I moan softly into his mouth. He presses harder into me, growling deeply in his chest as his body pins me against the countertop. My pulse begins to quicken, and my panties begin to grow wetter as the big, rough mechanic kisses me deeper. His grip tightens on me, and when he grinds against me, I moan as I feel his thick cock rub me through his jeans.
“Very, very hard to leave you.” He groans, and suddenly he’s grabbing my ass and picking me up. I moan as he sits me on the counter, and I cup his face in my hands as our kiss grows hotter and deeper. Rowan grunts and pulls away just enough to yank his t-shirt off, and I whimper as my hands move to slide over his bare, muscled chest. His lips find mine again, and his big hands slide over my waist until he’s teasing the edge of my panties.
One thick finger slips under them and then down my inner thigh. His knuckle brushes my wet, eager pussy, and I gasp into his mouth. Rowan’s other hand undoes his jeans, and I moan when I feel his big, hard, hot cock slap my thigh. His finger inside my panties tugs them to the side, and suddenly, that big cock-head is slipping through my wet lips. I gasp as he slides in, grunting in pleasure and kissing me deeply.
“Fucking hell, Anna,” he growls. “I can’t fucking get enough of you.”
“Then don’t,” I gasp, I pull my tank top off and throw it aside. Our bodies come together again, and I shiver at the feel of my nipples rubbing over his rock-hard muscles. Rowan grips my ass tightly in his big hands and starts to fuck me hard and deep, and it feels wild and out of control. I’m so wet that all I can do is hold on to him tight and kiss him deeply as he plunges in and out of me.
His thick cock drives into me, making me moan in pleasure as he fills me entirely. I can feel my tight pussy clenching around his size, and my clit grinding against him with every thrust. His muscles clench and ripple against me, and my legs wrap tight around him as he fucks me hard and deep. Rowan’s mouth kisses lower to my neck, sucking hard enough to leave bruises across my skin. And I love that he’s marking me, like a visual claim that I’m his and his only.
Rowan groans as his hands grip me tight, and his thick dick drives into me over and over. I whimper in pleasure and bite his ear, feeling my orgasm about to explode through me. I want to tell him how close I am, but all I can do is moan and cling to him as he plunges into me again and again. My legs tighten, and my eyes close as the pleasure burns hot, and he knows I’m going to come.
“Come on my cock,” he growls. “Come for my big cock, Anna.”
He thrusts and grinds deep, and suddenly, I’m coming. I cry out and hold him tight, and my legs clench around his waist as the orgasm slams into me. Rowan growls deeply, and he just keeps fucking my pussy until he suddenly clenches too. He pulls out and wraps a hand around his cock, and I moan as he starts to come. Thick white arcs of cum splatter across my belly and my pussy, dripping obscenely down my skin and making a mess of my panties. He pushes his cock back in, and I gasp as I feel more of his cum pulsing into me. He slides all the way into me, and I moan as our lips come together.
“Fuck, Anna,” he groans.
“I thought you had to go to work,” I tease.
“You ever want that to happen, you need to wear more than bra-less tank tops and little pink panties, you little fucking tease,” he growls in response. He slowly pulls away from me and helps me down from the counter.
“I think I’ll be using that shower of yours again.”
He laughs darkly and kisses me again before he heads back to his bedroom. He comes back a minute later regrettably wearing a shirt, and with something in his hands.
“Here, take this.” He passes me a cheap looking flip-phone. “It’s a prepaid piece of shit, but I know it’s clean. I’ll call or text you on that.” He sighs. “Shit, I do need to get to the shop.”
“Go,” I playfully push him. “Honestly, I’ll be fine here.”
“Anyone but me drives up here…”
“I’ll run and hide, I swear.”
Rowan smiles and pulls me against his body. He leans in to kiss me again before he sighs and pulls back. “Alright, I’m going.”
I walk him to the front door and lean against the doorframe as he hops in pickup truck and starts it up. Still in my soaked panties, I smile and wave dramatically. “Byyyye dear! Dinner will be ready when you get home from the office!”
Rowan laughs as he hangs out of the window of the truck. “You make the hottest Mrs. Beaver ever, you know.”
I laugh and blow him a kiss before he heads down the long dusty drive and out of sight.
After another rinse off in his outdoor shower, I put on some clean cutoffs and a t-shirt. And then, I start to poke around. I’m not snooping, or at least, I tell myself I’m not. But mostly, I’m just curious about the man who’s managed to sweep me off my feet. Nothing weird turns up, and I end up pouring myself some more coffee and sitting out on his deck to just enjoy where I am. Honestly, it’s beautiful out here, too. I’ve never pictured myself actually liking the desert, or anywhere that wasn’t a major metropolitan center, either. But the peace I feel out here is like nothing I’ve ever felt. It’s removed out here, and there’s none of the bullshit I’m used to. And trust me, that’s a good thing.
I’m still sipping the last of my coffee when I spot the cloud of dust coming around the bend from the main road. I tense, and fear erupts inside of me. But then, I spot the lights on top of the car. I squint, and I can suddenly make out “Silvervale Sheriff” on the side of the car. I let out a sigh of relief and head back into the house and to the front door.
“Howdy!” Chief Creesh steps out of his squad car and smiles at me as I wave curiously. “I thought you might be out here.”