Page 42 of Saved By My Buyers

“Yeah?” I ask, smiling as I hit the elevator button, calling it down to me. It’s too cold for the stairs right now. No, thank you. “You wouldn’t want to fuck me while I’m getting my pussy licked?”

I’ve only started to feel comfortable talking dirty with Jack. I’ve never had oral with anyone except Dahlia and him, but the thought of what I’m talking about makes me shiver from more than just the cold.

“As long as we’re both worshiping you, and you’re the star of the show, I’m good with it,” he rumbles. I swear his words go straight to my clit as the elevator takes me to the floor my car is on.

Jack bought me a cute Honda CR-V that I can easily get in and out of, and has all weather tires, when I turned seventeen. He taught me how to drive it in the snow before he’d even think about agreeing to me sitting for my driver's license. I was overwhelmed with excitement and anxiety, because I didn’t know how I’d learn how to drive otherwise.

It was never on Gareth’s radar of things to do with me since I had a driver for most things.

“Yes, please,” I whisper as the doors open. It’s a lot emptier on this level now than when I first parked earlier in the day. “Okay, almost there.”

“I still feel like an asshole for not realizing how far you parked,” Jack groans as I hold my keys in my hand.

“I didn’t really make it a big deal,” I remind him. “I don’t love this walk though.”

“How far are you from the car, baby?” he asks, sounding super focused on me.

“Three spots away,” I report. My thighs burn from the walk, and I’m slightly out of breath. “I think I need to get into a gym. I’m out of shape.”

“We can do whatever you want. There’s a gym in our apartment complex,” he says. “Now where’s the car?”

“Unlocking it,” I grunt as I open it and slide inside, tossing my bag in as I close the door behind me. Quickly, I lock the doors around me and hit the start button.

Hitting the speaker, I make sure my headlights are on and put the SUV into reverse as I turn behind me to back up. Screaming as I see a man peeking into my back window, I lean on the horn, making him jump.

“Go away!” I scream, startling him as he backs up.

“What the fuck, Bronwyn,” Jack asks, on speaker phone.

“There’s a man looking in my back window. He’s backing up. Holy fuck,” I gasp.

“Continue to reverse the vehicle, he’ll move or risk getting run over,” Jack snarls. “Come on, baby. You can do it.”

Doing as he says, I watch as the man continues to step back until I can turn the SUV and drive away.

“Okay,” I whisper, blinking furiously to clear my vision. “I’m good.”

“No crying, you’re okay. I’m not there to hold you,” Jack says. “If you beat off a man with your car and then crash because you can’t see, you’ll lose your badass points.”

Laughing hard as I drive out of the garage, I take a right toward the apartment.

“You have a point. Will I lose points if I ask you to meet me in the underground lot?” I ask. “I don’t think I can handle walking through another one alone tonight. My nerves are fried.”

“Not at all. Give me your status as you get closer,” he says easily. “I swear my heart about exploded from my chest when you screamed, Bronwyn.”

“Ah, you and me both,” I say. “My hands are still shaking. I swear no one was around when I jumped into the car, and then as I went to back up, there he was. I’m one street away, Jack.”

“I’m headed downstairs. I finished early, and I’ve been waiting for you,” he explains. I can hear doors opening and closing as he walks, and my heart begins to slow down. “The drug situation has been ramping up, maybe he wanted money?”

“I don’t carry cash, so he’d have been shit out of luck there,” I say. I have a prepaid card for the garages, and it simply deducts the money from there.

“In the elevator,” Jack reports. “I’ll be downstairs in no time. Where are you?”

“At the light before the building,” I murmur. Looking around, I see people going about their business. Everyone just wants to get home.

“Good, I’ll beat you there,” he says. I can hear the doors to the elevator ping as my light changes, and I pull into the garage, my sensor on my vehicle opening the gate.

Smiling, I see Jack wave at me, and I pull into the spot next to his vehicle. Thank God for assigned parking spots. I love not having to fight for parking.

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