Loving You (Love Wanted in Texas) (12 page)

“You want to be fucked?”

With a quick nod of her head, I pulled her to the edge of the counter. “Promise me you’ll tell me if I hurt you.”

Her chest heaved as my heartbeat raced. “I promise.”

Slipping my fingers into her, we both moaned. She was so wet and ready.

Positioning myself at her entrance, I grabbed a hold of her and pushed myself in, causing her to gasp.

“Taylor—”

“I’m fine!” she called out as she placed her hands on my shoulders. “It feels so different.”

“Good different?” I asked with a wicked smile.

Nodding her head, she panted out, “Move, Jase. God, please move.”

Moving slowly at first, I relished in the feel of being inside of her. I picked up the speed, fucking her like she asked. My eyes about rolling to the back of my head. I loved making love to Taylor, but this was so raw and felt so damn good.

“Yes!” she cried out as I pulled out and pushed back in deeper. “Jase . . . oh God!”

Her legs shook as I pushed in deeper, this time feeling my own release as I moaned and called out her name.

When we both finally came down from our highs, I rested my forehead to hers.

“Holy crap. That was . . . even better . . . than . . . before,” Taylor spoke between breaths.

Laughing, I pulled back and looked at her. God, she was so beautiful. I wanted to pinch myself. Was this really happening? This morning it I couldn’t have cared less if the world had gone on without me. Now, all I wanted to do was get her moved into her place so I could start showing her how much I loved her and wanted to make her happy.

“I have to say . . . this day is certainly going to end a hell of a lot better than it started.”

The smile that spread over her face made my knees weak. “I love you, Jase. And in a strange way, I feel like everything that happened led us to this moment.”

Before I had a chance to answer her, someone knocked on her door. Looking down, my jeans were around my ankles. Laughing, Taylor pushed me out of the way as she hopped down, and quickly put her panties and sweats back on.

Pulling the condom off, I tossed it in the trash and pulled up my jeans.

“One second!” Taylor called out as she glanced over her shoulder. Giving her the thumbs up, she opened the door.

“Clark. What . . . why are you here?”

Anger instantly swept over my body as I stood in the kitchen. I wasn’t sure if I should move or not.

“Are you moving? I found out today you quit your job and I wanted to make sure it had nothing to do with me or what happened between us.”

“Um . . . no it had nothing to do with you. I quit before . . . well . . . I left before we met for dinner.”

“I see . . . well would you maybe like some help moving or can I take you to dinner?”

Walking out of the kitchen, I made my way to the front door. Slipping my arm around her waist, I could feel Taylor tense up.

“Everything okay?” I asked.

Clark looked me over and forced a smile. “And who are you?”

“Taylor’s boyfriend.”

His head snapped back over to Taylor. “You had a boyfriend?” Looking back at me, he held up his hands. “Dude, I had no idea. If I had I wouldn’t have . . . um . . . shit.”

In a strange way, I felt sorry for this guy. Taylor quickly said, “We weren’t together so it’s fine, Clark. But if you’ll excuse me, we really need to finish up and head out.”

His eyes bounced between the two of us. “Right, well I guess I’ll see you around. Or not. Okay. Bye.”

Clark quickly turned and walked away as Taylor shut the door and looked up at me. “I’m so sorry.”

Cupping her face with my hands, I kissed her gently. “Let’s get out of here and get you settled in. I’ve got plans for us tonight.”

Taylor’s eyes lit up. “I really like the sound of that. Will you stay with me tonight? I’m not sure how I feel staying there by myself in the middle of that giant ranch!”

My stomach did the damn flutter thing, just like it did every time Taylor smiled at me, or told me she loved me. “Nothing would make me happier.”

Pressing her palms to her cheeks, Taylor giggled. “Oh my goodness! Is this really happening? I’m moving to Mason! I’m starting a new job and I have a boyfriend!” Knowing I had something to do with how happy she was did crazy things to my own emotions. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to make every single one of Taylor’s dreams come true.

“Um . . . what about your parents? Your father wasn’t too pleased when you called him earlier and told him.”

With a wave of her hand, Taylor grabbed the vacuum, wrapped the cord around it and handed it to me. “He’ll get over it. He knew I was moving back home; I just had a little change of plans.”

“And me?”

She chewed on the corner of her lip. “I think we should let my father get used to the idea that I started a new job and moved into another place before we drop you into the mix.”

With a huff, I asked, “Won’t Scott tell him?”

Shrugging, Taylor looked around one last time before reaching for her purse.

“If he does, I’ll deal with it then. Right now I really want to get back to Mason. We have a lot of time to make up for and another new place to break in.”

I pulled her into my arms. The smell of her perfume filled my senses. “Then we have my place when I move into it.”

“Yes,” she whispered. “And your truck. My car. So many new places and things to learn.”

Closing my eyes, a low growl came from the back of my throat as I said, “I can’t wait.”

Jase

Taylor and I left Austin and headed straight back to the Reynolds’ place. I called my mother to let her know what was happening. I could hear it in her voice she was happy, but she tried not to get to excited or ask too many questions. I was positive the moment I got home I was going to be hit with questions from my parents, my sister, and Walker.

When we pulled up to the main house, there was another truck parked out front. I parked behind Taylor and got out of my truck. Lauren said Taylor needed to stop at the main house to pick up the key.

She sat in her car staring ahead. I knocked on the window, causing her to scream. Laughing, I opened her car door.

“Sweetness, what in the world is wrong?”

Turning back to look at the house, Taylor said, “I don’t even know where to begin.”

“What do you mean?”

Quickly getting out of the car, she shut the door and faced me.

“No matter what my father says, please ignore him.”

My stomach felt sick as I stole a look at the truck that was parked in front of Taylor’s car. “Your father is here?”

She squeezed my hands. “Looks like you get to meet my parents. Yay!”

My mouth fell open as I looked back at her. “Yay? Did you really just say yay? Your father is going to kill me.”

Taylor hit me on the chest lightly. “Don’t be silly. He’ll be . . . happy.”

“Uh-huh. Oh, I’m sure he will be. The man who took your virginity, broke your heart, then came back in and had hot passionate sex with you twice today and now has wicked plans to make you come every possible way imaginable tonight.”

“Oh God. Jase, I want you so much right now.”

Pushing her hands away from me, I took a step away. “No! If he sees the way you’re looking at me, he’ll cut my dick off, and I’m rather fond of my dick.”

Her tongue slowly traveled across her upper teeth as she softly said, “I’m rather fond of it as well.”

And there went the betraying bastard. Jumping around in my pants like he hadn’t seen enough action today. Greedy cock.

“Taylor?”

Spinning on her heels, Taylor grabbed my hand and pulled me along after her. I couldn’t hear anything from my heart pounding in my ears.

“Daddy! Mom! What are y’all doing here?”

Shit! What is his name? Bill. No, that’s not right.

Taylor’s father glared at me as he replied, “We thought we’d come and check out where our daughter had decided to move in the flash of a second.”

Brody? Bryan! No . . . fuck. Brock. Benji? What the fuck, Jase!

“Daddy, this is Jase. Jase Morris.”

Brantly. Brendon.

“Jase, this is my father.”

Taylor’s father stuck his hand out as I saw my whole life flash before my eyes.

“Mr. Atwood, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

He gripped the hell out of my hand as I tried not to show the pain. “So, you’re the boy my daughter has been pining over for the last few months. Crazy you’ll now be living less than an hour away from her. How lucky for us.”

The lump in my throat kept me from saying a word. Taylor dropped my hand and balled her fists as she stood directly in front of her father.

“Dad! I can’t even believe how rude you’re being right now.”

“Why? This kid is the reason you’ve lost your damn mind, isn’t he?”

The woman standing next to him I assumed was Taylor’s mom. She hit him lightly on the chest. “Brad, stop acting like this.”

“Brad!” I shouted as I snapped my fingers and smiled. All eyes were now on me. “Oh. I was trying to remember what your first name was, sir.”

Rolling his eyes, Brad turned to Taylor’s mom.

“Jase, this is my mother, Amanda. Mom, this is Jase.”

Amanda walked up and held her hand out for me. “It’s a pleasure to meet you ma’am.”

She grinned sweetly and said, “Please, call me Amanda and ignore Taylor’s father. He seems to forget she is twenty-four and a grown woman.”

“I have not. I just hate seeing her making bad decisions.”

Taylor’s mouth dropped practically to the ground. “What? Is that what you think I’m doing?”

“Um, Brad why don’t you come on in and we’ll have a beer. Taylor, here is the key to the cabin. Everything is clean and ready to go,” Scott said.

“I’ll help you get settled in,” Amanda said as she glared at Brad.

Walking up to Scott, Taylor took the key. “Thank you so much, Scott. Thank you for taking a chance and giving me this amazing opportunity. Even if my father thinks I’m making a
bad
decision.”

With a frustrated sigh, Brad threw his hands up. “Not with the job. With him!”

All eyes were back on me again, and I was beginning to wish I had just talked Taylor into doing this tomorrow. We would be back in her apartment right now wrapped up in each other instead of being here with Brad ready to beat the shit out of me.

“Ugh! I’m not listening to this. Mom, you’re more than welcome to come and help Jase and I, but Dad is
not
welcome.”

Taylor stormed off to her car, got in and started it. I stood there bouncing my eyes from the car back to Brad.
What would my father tell me to do?

“Mr. Atwood, I know you don’t think very highly of me, but I love your daughter and I plan on spending the rest of my life making her happy and making up for the heartbreak I caused her. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t wish I had done things differently. But I can’t change the past, so I’m going to focus on the future and she is the only thing I see in my future.”

Scott cleared his throat and smiled as Brad took a deep breath in and slowly pushed it out. “You say you love her? How do you know you love her?”

With a smile, I simply said what I felt. “I can’t imagine my life without her in it.”

Brad narrowed his eyes and turned his head slightly away from me. He looked at Scott and then Amanda. “That girl is my life. My baby. I swear if you ever hurt her again, I’ll break both your legs and arms and trust me, when I’m done with you, you will never be able to spawn children.”

The instant pain I felt in my dick would insure I wouldn’t have a hard-on anytime soon. With a nod of my head, I stumbled on my words. “Y-yes, sir. I promise you.”

Taylor laid down on her horn as Brad rolled his eyes. “For fuck’s sake. She is so much like you, Amanda.”

With a chuckle, Amanda walked up and got into the passenger seat of Taylor’s car. Scott winked and mouthed,
good job
before turning and following Brad back into the house.

My legs trembled as I forced them to move and take me back to my truck. At least I got the whole
meet Taylor’s parents
out of the way.

I set the box down on the small kitchen table and smiled. “This is the last box.”