Vacation: All He Ever Wanted

A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed! Handjob this chapter, Savvy being a bit more adventurous, and is that Jason showing affection...?

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~*~ Jason\'s POV ~*~

I just had to go insisting Savannah deep throat me in traffic. Furious with myself, I dove into the glove compartment and pulled out my registration and proof of insurance. I had my driver\'s license out of my wallet before the cop knocked on my window. Sighing, I rolled the glass down and shoved the documents into his hand. He looked startled, but I\'d found the best way to get these stops over with was to give them everything I knew they needed. That way, no time was wasted with demoralizing conversation or condescending remarks, and my temper wasn\'t prodded.

This cop, unfortunately, was stubborn. He reminded me of a guy who\'d picked Mike and me up while we were hitchhiking in England\'s countryside. He was about five eight, a real bodybuilder, and had a slightly orange tan offset by his short brown hair. \"Sir,\" he asked, in a slight French accent, \"do you know why I pulled you over?\"

Because you\'re a bastard? I glanced at Savannah. She was absolutely humiliated and on the verge of tears. \"No,\" I drawled, looking back at the cop. \"Why did you pull me over?\"

He leaned through the window and rested his arms on the sill. I bristled. His cologne was overpowering, and Savannah sneezed when a breeze wafted it over to her side of the car. \"Now it may be just my suspicion,\" he said, leering at Savvy, \"but I believe this beautiful lady was just giving you a good time, yes?\"

God, I hated that French nasal thing. \"What gave you that idea?\" I asked placidly, raising my eyebrows.

\"Well,\" he said, grinning. I wanted to slap him. He was staring right past me at Savvy, and I wasn\'t ready to share her yet. I angled myself so my shoulder blocked her mostly from his view. \"Ah yes,\" he said, reluctantly looking back at me. He scratched his neck. \"Just… tell me. What were you kids doing before I pulled you over?\"

\"I was tired,\" Savvy said, her voice an octave higher than normal. She pushed at my shoulder so the cop could see her. \"So I was laying down. But Jason told me that you know, traffic was starting up again,\" now she was gesturing at me with her hands and waving them around in the air in some complicated motion, \"so I sat back up. I\'m so sorry if I did something wrong.\" She gave him a pitiful look and pursed her lips in the sultry pout that I loved so much. Now I just stared at her, resisting the urge to let my jaw fall to my lap.

The cop smiled wryly. \"Sorry, hon, but I think that story\'s a little far-fetched… seeing as how your head was in his lap and all,\" he said, chuckling.

\"You--you saw that?\" Savvy asked, clapping her hand over her mouth.

I shoved her down into her seat. \"You\'re making assumptions,\" I told the cop.

\"My squad car is on higher wheels than this thing,\" he said, knocking on the roof of my car. \"The windows obscured things a bit, but that pretty little thing\'s head was in your lap, bobbing up and down.\"

Fuck. \"You can\'t prove that,\" I said after a minute. My stomach hurt. I could hear Savvy whimpering next to me. All the possible ways to get out of this were running through my head. Poor Savvy would be devastated if this went on her record, I had to find a way to get this guy to leave.

\"It\'s my word against yours, and you\'re lying,\" the man said.

\"So give me a ticket and fine me.\" Just get it over with already.

He looked past me at Savannah. \"I think I may have to take the both of you for a ride in my squad car.\"

\"I think I\'d rather pay a fine,\" I said. If it was possible, traffic was slower than ever. Everyone near us was trying to get a good look at what was going on. \"If you need to, you can pocket some of it.\"

\"Are you trying to bribe me?\"


\"Are you thinking of my girlfriend naked?\" I asked. Savvy made a little gasping noise. \"Because I\'d appreciate it if you stopped treating this like a potential one-night stand and started treating it like a traffic stop.\"

The man\'s orange face turned bright red. Oh, crap, I thought. This is what I\'d hoped to avoid by handing him all my papers straight away. \"Um,\" Savvy said. We both looked at her. \"Really, this isn\'t necessary, is it?\" she asked. The blush had faded from her face.

The cop watched she attentively as she leaned across my lap. Since I\'d left the first two buttons of her blouse open, he could see straight down her shirt. Actually, so could I. Her beautiful breasts were rubbing together, and in the chill let in by the open window, her nipples were hard and pressed against the thin fabric of the shirt. She put her hand on my inner thigh to brace herself, effectively pressing her thumb up against my cock. I ground my teeth together and stared out at the road. I tried to douse my arousal. I was not going to get a hard on in front of a cop, I was not going to get a hard on in front of a cop. I wasn\'t!

Savannah seemed determined that I would. Her hand slid down and covered my crotch while she went on chatting with the cop. \"Oh, no,\" she said, in response to a question I hadn\'t heard. I was reliving the smacking she\'d just given me, and I twitched as I felt myself harden. No, this couldn\'t happen. I was supposed to be the one in control. I glared at Savannah, hating her for doing this in front of the cop. \"No,\" she said, giggling. Her breasts swung back and forth as she shook her head, and she put more of her weight down on her hand, pressing my erection into the seat. I took a deep breath and exhaled in her ear, making her giggle out of sync with the conversation. Finally. She was mine, right? This… this wasn\'t fair…

\"Well, I\'ll let you kids go,\" the cop said, handing me my papers back. I was stunned. Savannah waved to him as he walked back to his car. She gave my hard cock a tight squeeze and leaned back into her seat, her breasts rubbing against my chest as she did.

\"What the fuck was that?\" I asked, rolling up the window. She gave me a puzzled look. \"That!\" I hissed. \"That… you flirted with that guy!\" I turned on my blinker and slammed the car back into traffic. By this time it was moving again, slowly albeit, but I could see up ahead that it was clearing out at last.

\"No I didn\'t,\" she said, glaring at me. \"You were nervous and I just started rambling, I mean, I don\'t even know how to flirt.\" She looked blown away that I would even suggest such a thing.

\"You were practically giving me a hand job! It was like a live porn show!\"

\"Oh and that… that thing… that wasn\'t?\" she stuttered.

\"That\'s different! You weren\'t doing that for him!\" She\'d been doing it for me.

She swallowed hard and looked out the window as she fumbled with her seatbelt. I growled and swerved into the fast lane so I could take my anger out on the gas pedal. The median and the trees that lined the highway became a blur, along with the other cars. Savvy nervously plucked at her clothes. \"Damn it, Savvy!\" I said, unwilling to let it go so easily. \"You were letting him stare right down your shirt! You had your mouth puckered and you were running your tongue over your teeth!\"

\"I was not!\" she snapped, glaring at me. \"I wasn\'t flirting with him, Jason! I just wanted to clear the air… I didn\'t want him to think I was… I was some prostitute or something!\" She blinked back tears and looked out her window. She was so angry, so upset, that I just shut up.

We drove the rest of the way to the cabin in complete, oppressive silence, made worse by the fact that she turned the radio up and refused to even look at me. I thought for a while when we drove through Fairview, the town nearest the cabin, that she\'d ask us to stop for something to eat, but she didn\'t. Fine then, I thought bitterly. I blasted past all the restaurants and stores that I planned on taking her to soon. I kept driving through the rural dirt roads and the sun had set by the time we arrived at the cabin.

I carried my bags inside and left Savannah to grab hers. I figured she\'d realize which room was the guest room, and I plowed into mine, slamming the door behind me. Fuming, I tossed my bags down on my bed and started to pace. No matter what she thought or claimed to think, Savannah had flirted with that guy. \"Damn it,\" I hissed, wishing I had something to punch. If Mike had been there we could\'ve gone downstairs to the basement and he could\'ve spotted me while I worked out. We\'d converted half the basement into a gym, and the other half into what Mike laughingly called a \'romance chamber.\' It was a bedroom. An ornate, highly decorated, expensively furnished bedroom, where we could have privacy with our dates of choice.

A quiet, timid knock came at my door. \"Jason?\" Savvy\'s voice asked. \"Jason, I… I\'m sorry… I wasn\'t thinking of it like that…\"

I opened the door and immediately sighed. \"It\'s okay,\" I murmured, leaning up against the doorframe. Damn her! She gave me a wide-eyed look and suddenly I wasn\'t angry anymore? \"I overreacted,\" I said, surprising myself.

\"Why?\" she asked, shifting her weight. She was aimlessly plucking at her shirt, bringing the fabric away from the swell of her breasts.

I bent down and kissed the tip of her nose. \"I\'m not ready to share you yet,\" I said honestly, sidestepping her. I had the strangest urge to hug her, but I wasn\'t going to do that. I wasn\'t her brother! I was her… friend. With benefits. She gave me a look and tamely followed me down the stairs. I licked my lips and circled the couch in the living room.

\"You did, however,\" I finally said, looking up at Savvy, \"have your hand on me.\" She was standing in the doorway to the living room, blushing hard. \"You worked me up, Savvy,\" I said, walking towards her. I flipped off the light when I got to the doorway, and Savvy started breathing hard. \"And then you left me cold. That wasn\'t fair, was it?\" It was time for me to get back in control, damn it. And I was not going to let her think of me as her brother.

\"No,\" she whispered, staring at the floor.

I reached up and pulled her hair out of its ponytail. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders and I eagerly ran my hand through it, twisting it over my fingers. I leaned forward and buried my face in the long locks to smell it. Savvy let me, she stood stock still the entire time. \"What do you think you should do to make up for it?\" I asked. If I led things right then, we\'d end up… I shuddered… cuddling. Savvy needed to be more adventurous anyway.

She licked her lips and thought for a few moments before taking a step forward. The space between us closed, except for a few centimeters, she put her hands on my shoulders. I waited, motionless, to see what she had in mind. One of her slim hands slid over my shoulder to the nape of my neck. The other stroked the side of my face a few times before resting in my hair. She spread her fingers over my scalp and tilted her head back. I was glad to see, in the dim light afforded us by the kitchen down the hallway, that her eyes weren\'t watery.

She pulled my head down until our lips were almost touching. She nervously wet her lips again and then the hand at my neck slid down my back and around my waist to my front. My senses were heightened, my skin supersensitive, and I pulsed while she started to unbutton my shirt, bottom to top, still keeping my lips just hairsbreadths away from her own glistening ones. As she exposed more of my chest, her hand left my head, trusting me to keep myself in place. While she finished unbuttoning the upper half of my shirt, she used her free hand to tease me. Her fingers lightly brushed my stomach, first in straight strokes, and then in spiral patterns. I didn\'t realize I was breathing hard until my chest expanded far enough to brush against her.

Undoing the button at my collar, she met my eyes as she used both hands to slide the shirt off my arms, keeping her fingers and the fabric pressed against my skin until it fell to the floor. She was smiling now, and rubbing her tongue over her front teeth and canines. My heart was racing. Where did she learn all of this?

A finger on the bridge of my nose, she pushed my head back until my posture was straight. Her hands settled on my waist and she bent her head forward, laying a light kiss over my heart. She was silent as she ran her tongue over the center of my chest until she had to bend her head back. When she couldn\'t go any higher, she blew her breath on the wet flesh and I shuddered, feeling myself twitch. Her hair fell behind her shoulders as she put her delicate mouth on my left nipple and pursed her lips in a kiss. I closed my eyes as she started sucking at the bud, which quickly hardened. She teased the raised flesh with her tongue and nipped at it lightly with her teeth.

When I tried to put my hands on her back to pull her close she pushed them away. Grunting, I let my arms hang limply by my sides. I\'d let her dictate the rules. Now I had to be patient. Much as it killed me to do so.r

She nuzzled the center of my chest and kissed the area around my left nipple. Blowing again on the wet flesh, she moved her attention to the other half of my chest. That nipple was already hard and she rubbed the side of her face over it, making me moan. I wanted her to get on with it already. She kind of laughed softly against my chest and started licking my right nipple, in short, brief strokes. When I moaned again, she ran her tongue over the outline. She sucked at it while one of her hands slid down the front of my pants. When her fingers brushed my erection, she nipped at my nipple, and I leaned my head back and groaned.

Her hands began to undo my pants, and the sound of the zipper silenced my breathing. I waited, poised on a golden edge, still staring at the ceiling. Savvy cupped the base of my cock and slowly slid her hand towards the head. I could hear that she was breathing just as hard as I was while her hand got closer to my sensitive tip. When her fingers finally reached there, she palmed my tip and moved her hand in a twisting motion. I ground my teeth to keep from yelling, because while she was palming me, her other hand moved to my base to repeat the process. With her hands working in conjunction, and her mouth planting wet kisses all over my chest, it wasn\'t long before I came.

I grabbed her shoulders and seized her mouth in a fervent kiss when I did. She made a muffled sound against my mouth but I held her tight, nearly bruising her lips with mine.

After a few seconds I let her go and leaned up against the wall. She stumbled back and knocked against the couch, bracing herself on its high back. I stood, panting, and absorbed the pleasant aftershocks of her work for a minute. Finally, rubbing my hand over my face, I fastened my pants, put my shirt back on, and stumbled into the kitchen. I was uncorking a bottle of wine when Savvy walked in, trembling slightly.

She wiped her palms on her jeans and stood in the doorway, shaking. \"Jason?\" she whispered.


\"You were good,\" I assured her, pouring myself a generous glass of wine. She blushed.

\"Thanks,\" she mumbled. Her hand dove into the pocket of her jeans and she quickly started tying her hair back up. I didn\'t try and stop her. It was late, and I was hungry, and after what she\'d just done, I was a little tender. I wasn\'t too eager to get another hard on so quickly. \"Umm… can we have dinner now?\" she asked, timidly.

\"Yeah,\" I said, downing half my glass of wine. Mike had come down the previous weekend, so there was some food in the fridge. I walked over to the freezer and pulled out a pizza. Hitting broil on the oven, I managed to busy myself with the task for the next few minutes.

But still, I had to ask her. I leaned up against the oven after sliding the pizza in. \"Where did you learn that?\" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

She shrugged. I walked up to her and tapped her chin up. \"Tell me that I\'m your first,\" I growled. I didn\'t want to think about her learning that from another guy, and she\'d said I\'d been the first to see her naked, right?

Face red, she tugged on the hem of her shirt and shifted her weight back and forth. \"You\'re my first, Jason,\" she whispered, eyes wide.

\"So where did you learn to do that?\" Instinct didn\'t give her that technique.

She smiled sheepishly and gave me that sexy little pout. \"I…\" she mumbled something unintelligible.

I growled.

She shut her eyes tight and blurted out: \"I read erotica!\"

I started laughing, I couldn\'t help it. I laughed so hard my shoulders shook, and I even snorted. My baby Savvy, reading erotica? I took a couple steps back and braced myself against the counter. \"Oh, Savvy,\" I choked out between snorts. She glared at me, pivoted, and stomped up the stairs. I heard her door slam and her stomping around her room, but it still took me a minute to gain control of myself.

I looked up at the ceiling. Her room was directly above the kitchen, and I could hear her as she walked around. She was pacing. The corner of my mouth twitched into a smile. My baby Savvy, reading erotica? I chuckled. I could not picture her skimming over a book with a leather-clad woman on the cover, fingering herself… well, maybe I could picture the latter part.

The oven went off and I took out the pizza. Sighing, I trooped upstairs and knocked at Savvy\'s door. \"Pizza\'s done,\" I said. \"Come on down, baby girl.\"

The door flung open and she reached up to slap me. I grabbed her wrist and pinned her arm behind her back. She glared at me but she stopped fighting. I kissed her forehead. \"Aw, baby, I\'m sorry I laughed,\" I murmured, smiling warmly at her. She just glared at me. I kissed her again, this time gently pressing my mouth against hers. She didn\'t kiss me back. \"You wound me,\" I said, my smile fading.

\"Oh you suck,\" she whispered, looking away.

\"It was just such a ludicrous thing to hear, baby. You\'re so…\"

\"Prudish?\" she sneered.

\"No. Naïve. Innocent. You\'re… quite obviously… not a prude.\" I kissed her again, and this time she responded, although it was half-hearted. \"Let\'s go eat,\" I said, letting her arm go. I linked my fingers through hers and led her down the stairs to the kitchen.

She pulled a chair up at the table and let me pour her a drink. Looking at the slice of gooey, steaming pizza on her plate, she rested her elbow on the table and cupped her chin in her hand. I sat down and started eating, wincing when the cheese burned the roof of my mouth. The melted cheese slid off the dough like liquid, and I kind of choked when I swallowed it. Savannah stared at her crystal glass and started laughing.

It was the first time her face had really lit up that day. Her eyes were bright and happy, and her smile was simply joyous and completely genuine. I smiled at her and sipped my drink to cool the fire in my mouth. She leaned back in her chair and wiped water from her eyes. \"Pizza and champagne,\" she said, smirking at me.

\"The upper-class doesn\'t know what it\'s missing,\" I murmured.


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