Chapter 19

Tate


“So that was quite the trip, eh?” I grabbed Jane’s hand as we left the San Francisco airport and made our way to the taxi stand. “I hope you liked South Carolina for the most part.”

“I loved it,” she said, a sweet smile on her face. “Your sisters are amazing.”

“And moving here next week.” I groaned. “I can’t believe that I said yes.”

“Well, they could have been moving tonight.” She laughed. “At least you have your freedom for a week.”

“You think it’s funny. You won’t think it’s funny if they walk in on us having sex.”

“Don’t you have a lock on your bedroom door?”

“Why would I need a lock on my bedroom door?”

“I don’t know.” She bit her lower lip and shrugged. I stopped and pulled her into my arms so that I could kiss her. “I love you, Jane, you know that, right?”

“I love you too, Tate.” She looked up at me through those thick lashes. “The girls at the office are going to be shocked.”

“Do you really think so?” I asked. “After those notes you were leaving me, they have to know you’ve had the hots for me for a while now.”

“I think Magnolia definitely knows,” she conceded. “And I guess the others have suspected we’ve had a thing for a while. That whole sexual tension thing.”

“Are you offering to have sex with me here?” I pretended to look shocked. “In front of everyone?”

“No, Tate.” She shook her head. “You wish.”

“I can wait the forty-five minutes it will take to get home.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.” I nodded. “But I’d totally take a BJ in the back seat.”

“You would, would you?” Her eyes twinkled as she stared at me. “We’ll see.”

“We’ll see?” Was she totally fucking with me? Already, I was getting hard at the thought of her blowing me in the cab. Would she really do something like that? It was night and dark outside, so we’d have that going for us, but it would be so public.

“Look, we’re next.” She pulled me along to the next cab. I told the driver where we were going and we got into the back seat.

About five minutes into the ride, she rested her head on my shoulder and moved her hand to my lap. She rubbed my cock through my jeans and I could feel myself growing hard with each passing moment. And then she unzipped me and I had to bite back a groan. Her warm fingers reached in and pulled my cock out of my pants. I closed my eyes and waited as I leaned back in the seat. Then her head was in my lap and my cock was in her mouth and she was blowing me as if she had a PhD in cock sucking. I grabbed her hair and pulled as she bobbed her head back and forth in my lap, taking me deeper and deeper into her mouth. I shifted back slightly in the seat. My legs twitched, and I felt her body shudder lightly with laughter. Her fingers pressed down into my thighs as she sucked on the tip of my cock, her tongue moving up and down my shaft. Fuck, it felt good. I could feel my orgasm building up and I pulled on her hair to let her know I was about to come.

She increased the pressure of her mouth on me and her lips wrapped around the tip of my penis and sucked hard. I couldn’t repress the groan this time and thrust my cock into her mouth. I tried to slow it as much as I could so that I didn’t spurt too much into her mouth at one time, but she didn’t seem to mind swallowing and licked me clean when I was done.

A few seconds later, she sat up and I pushed my cock back into my pants and zipped up. All the while, the driver was busy listening to his radio station and following a GPS on his phone. I turned to Jane.

“That was hot,” I whispered.

“Was it?” From the look on her face, I could tell she’d thought it was hot too.

“Yeah.” I leaned over and kissed her. “I love you for being so adventurous with me and trusting me, Jane. I love you for accepting my family. I love you for pushing me and calling me out on shit. I love you for putting me in my place. I love you for the notes you wrote to me and I love you for loving me, even though I’m the most arrogant boss ever.”

Tears glistened in her eyes as she stared back at me. “I love you for being the sort of man that wants to be the best kind of man.” She cupped my face in her hand. “Through all of this, I’ve seen a side to you that you’ve always tried to keep hidden, but it’s always been there, waiting to get out. You’re a kind man, you’re a loving man, you’re the kind of man who’s going to make the world a better place.” She kissed me on the lips. “I love you for all of you, Tate. And I always will.”

“Will you love me if I slide you on my lap right now?” I whispered in her ear. “Pull your panties off and slide onto my lap.”

“What?” She gawked at me. “Tate, we can’t.”

“We can.” I pushed my finger into her lips. “We really can.”

“But he could see.”

“He won’t.” I was already growing hard again. “Slip off your panties and give them to me.”

“Tate.”

“Now, Jane.” I placed my hand on her leg. “Please.”

“Fine.” She conceded.

I watched as she wiggled on the seat and quickly pulled her panties down. She held them in her hand and was about to put them in her handbag when I grabbed them.

“These are mine,” I said as I brought them to my nose and sniffed. “They smell like you.” I waggled my eyebrows at her. “You know I love the smell of you.”

“You’re a weirdo.”

“I’m your weirdo.” My hand slid up her thigh and to her pussy. It was already wet. Her body shuddered slightly as my fingers brushed her clit. “Get on my lap,” I whispered as I started to unzip my pants.

“Tate, we can’t.” She shook her head, but she leaned back in the seat and spread her legs wider. My fingers rubbed her clit a little harder, and she whimpered. “I want to but we can’t.”

“Why not?” I leaned toward her to whisper in her ear and slid two fingers inside of her. “I need to feel your warm pussy on my cock, Jane.” I growled against her lips as I kissed her. My fingers slid in and out of her and she moaned against my mouth.

“Do you have a condom on you?” she asked.

“Fuck, you need to get on the pill.” My thumb rubbed her clit as I continued fingering her. “I don’t mind making you pregnant,” I whispered in her ear. “I could blow my load inside of you, like I did in your mouth.”

“No, Tate.” She touched the side of my face. “My parents would kill you if you got me pregnant out of wedlock and so would my brother, which reminds me, he’s arriving tomorrow night.”

“Oh, yes—how is Marco going to feel knowing his sister’s boss is also her boyfriend?” I kissed her, and she gasped as I thrust another finger inside of her. I could feel her heart beating fast, and she was moving her hips in time to my thrusts. I knew she was close to coming and it turned me on even more. “Will you tell him that I took your virginity?” My thumb rubbed her clit a little bit faster and within seconds I could feel her pussy walls clenching in on my fingers as she orgasmed. Her body shuddered for a few seconds, and I stifled her cries with my mouth. I slowly withdrew my fingers and then brought them up to my mouth and sucked them in front of her. She stared at me with wide eyes.

I laughed as I pulled her skirt down. “Your brother is going to love me, right?”

“I very much doubt that.” She stretched languorously. “He’s very protective, Tate.”

“Yes, but so am I.” I grinned. “We both love you and want the best for you. I think we’ll get on well.”

“I hope so,” she said with a sly smile. “We’ll see.”

“Oh, and there was one other thing I wanted to ask you,” I said, my heart thudding as I built up the courage to ask her the question that had been on my mind since we’d left my parent’s house the first night in South Carolina.

“What’s that?”

“Will you move in with me, Jane?” I asked, my voice low. “I know we haven’t known each other very long, but I feel like we know each other well. I don’t want you to feel rushed in the relationship, but I want you by my side, every day and every night.”

“You mean you want my body?”

“That too.” I grinned. “I want to wake up with you. I want to fall asleep with you. I want to do all the things with you. I understand why Jagger fell off the map now. Because I want to fall off the map with you too. I love you, Jane. I want to be around you. You make me a better person. You make me a stronger person.” I stroked the side of her face. “I want you and I need you.”

“Oh Tate, I love you.” She beamed at me. “Of course, I will move in with you.”

“And one day,” I kissed the top of her head, “one day, I want to see you walking barefoot through the fields with our kids hanging onto the bottom of your skirt. I want to make flower crowns and place them on your head because you’re my queen. You’ve taken the emptiness from my life, Jane. You’ve taken the weariness. One day, I want you to be my wife and the mother of my children. Not until you’re ready, of course, but I want you to know that now. We’re in this for life. I’ve been to hell and back so many times before in my life, but I’m not going back. I’m never going. There are a lot of things I don’t understand, but this is something I do understand. We’re for life. We’re the real deal. We’re soul mates.” I wiped the tears that were rolling down her cheeks. “We were made for each other, Jane. Don’t you ever forget that. I will love you forever.”

“I will love you forever as well, Tate.” She brought my hand up and kissed it softly. “And one day I will walk down a hill, the sunlight in my hair, and you’ll be there waiting for me and we will get married. I love you, Tate, you can be my arrogant and delightful boss forever.”