I didn’t deserve her, but I desired her regardless. I saw her and wanted her innocence as my own, to mark her so every other man knew she belonged to me. And even though I knew better than to go after her, I wouldn’t stay away.
She’d be mine no matter what. Screw the repercussions it might have. Forget the fact I would be corrupting her. Poppy was all I wanted. I was never a patient man when it came to the things I desired.
And Poppy was at the top of that list.
I saw the way Jakob looked at me: possessive, needy, territorial. I wanted to be his despite the fact we’d never spoken. He was older than me, had a job that only real men can handle, and still I longed to see him every day when I went to the mines.
I knew that one of these days I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from making it known that he was all I wanted. I was nervous, innocent in all the ways that count to a man like Jakob. But for him—with him—I wanted to try it all.
I wanted to experience what it’s like to get really dirty.
Warning: This is super short, fast, and right to the point. You won’t get any drama here. It’s filthy and hot and leaves nothing to the imagination, but then again, you wouldn’t be here if you wanted it long and drawn out. *wink*
The air around us became thick, and I couldn’t breathe. I knew what I wanted to happen, but I didn’t know if I could push it to move forward. I saw the heat in his gaze, but didn’t know if he’d take this one step further.
I opened my mouth, not sure exactly what to say, if I could actually say what I wanted, but instead of the words spilling from my mouth, Jakob had me close to him. Before I even knew what was happening, he pulled me forward until my body slammed into his. My breasts pressed against the hard planes of his chest, and the air rushed out of me. I was wet, soaked clean through my panties.
“What’s going on?” I found myself whispering.
“You know what’s happening.”
Jakob was rough around the edges, but then again, he was a coal miner, did hard labor, was a man in all the ways that counted. He had a dirty job, worked with his hands, and it showed in the strength in his body.
I found it so damn attractive I couldn’t breathe from it all.
The low sound he made had me becoming wetter, my pussy clenching for him.
“You have to know how much I want you.” He lowered his head to mine. “You have to know that by the way I watched you all this time.” His warm breath slid along my face.
“I hoped but didn’t know for sure.” My words were whispered low, my focus on his eyes.
“I want to memorize your body with my hands and tongue.”
I shivered from his words, at the meaning behind them.
“But you want that, don’t you? You want me to own you.”
I felt myself nod, not able to form an actual word right now.
“Yeah, you will.” He moved in closer, his lips just a hairsbreadth away from mine now. I wanted him to lean in and kiss me, to show me exactly how good it could be, how much I was actually missing.
And then his lips did brush against mine. I moaned softly.
“Just tell me you want it and it’s yours. All of me is yours, Poppy.”
“I want you,” I said harshly, my need coming forth. He crashed his mouth onto mine then, taking it in a bruising kiss.
I couldn’t think, couldn’t even move. I let him dominate my mouth, fuck me between the lips. I let Jakob control me, own me in every possible way. I knew I wouldn’t let this end, wouldn’t try and stop it.
I couldn’t, not because I was insane, but because I was sane enough to know that this was exactly what I needed.
Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.