His innocent obsession

Chapter 17

Jackson's POV

Abby ended up falling asleep a half hour into our trip. I was actually grateful for that, because even after she sucked my soul out my cock, I still wanted to pull over and take her. I seriously can't get enough of her. Even just seeing her sleep in the seat next to me had me stiff.

But the higher we traveled up the mountain and further from the densely populated city the more my mind focuses on the reality of what's going on.

Once we're settled I'll dive deeper into the file on her parent's crash. I need to know who they met with while away, and what the big emergency was that had them flying back early. When Abby talks about it she doesn't seem to know what it was. She assumes it was business. My gut tells me it was something, or someone else.

And then there's Celeste. Her hatred for me is unprovoked. I couldn't care less about how she feels about me or what she thinks of me. We barely know each other, yet she thinks she has me all figured out.

Before the night of the wedding she's never even heard my voice.

I knew she wasn't happy about me being Abigail's personal security. Something about how it wasn't necessary. Did she really believe she didn't need it? Was it jealousy? Or does she want something to happen to her to keep Abby dependent on her?

For three hours this was all I thought about.

By the time we had arrived I needed her. To feel her. To touch and taste her. To use her. To love her. She is the only thing that could calm me down. The only way I could release this tension, was my babygirl.

As I pull up the long dirt road to the house Abby starts to stir in her seat. "Hey there, sleepyhead." She stretch out smiling with one eye squinted.

"Hey!" As I come to a stop she looks around. "Oh wow Jax, it's beautiful here." She looks back at me wide eyed making me smile. I get out and walk around to her door. I open it and raise my hands up to her. Instead of letting her down I grab the round of her ass to hold her. She wraps her legs around my hips locking them behind me.

"Good girl." She blushes and hides her face in my neck. "No, no, Babygirl." I raise her chin and press her back to truck. "No acting all shy after what you did earlier." He mouth opens and closes a few times.

"I did that cause nobody could see us. And I know you were hard because of me. So I helped you." She looks up at me through her long lashes.

"You are going to help me now." I step back from the car and start to walk to the steps of the house. Pulling the key from my pocket and unlock it walking in and kicking it closed in one fluid motion continuing to walk into the living room. I come to stand next to the over stuffed leather couch and release her legs so she can stand. "Strip" is all I say before I pull my shirt over my head. She makes quick work of taking her close off, as do I kicking them aside. I stalk up to her pulling her body to me, feeling her breast against my chest. Wrapping my fingers around her throat I hold her in place as I devour her mouth like it's my last meal. Kissing her brings something out in me. Every feeling, every emotion, and every fear I have of losing her comes to the surface and I need to consume her, possess her.

I gently push her to the couch. "Lay down and spread your legs Babygirl." She lays down and as I kneel between her legs I can see her arousal covering her lower lips. "Always ready for me." I bring my lips to her ear and whisper, "I love it." I hear her breathing hit hitch as my tip presses against her entrance. She lifts her hips causing the tip to slip in making me groan feeling her warmth. "Fuck Baby." Neither one of us moves as we stare in each other's eyes. "I love you so much Abigail." I press my lips to hers as I begin to move, thrusting deep inside of her. As good as it feels it's not enough. I get up and help her sit up pulling her ass to the edge of the couch. "Sit back baby." She sits with her legs spread and I kneel on the floor between. Gripping her hips I plunge myself back into her deep and hard.