•𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂• ☣︎

Chapter 19

My head lied in his lap. Johnathans gentle fingers ran through my hair while he insured me that he wouldn't let her hurt me.

"It just doesn't feel right"

"I know, but she is just a manipulative liar. She wants her revenge."

"What do you mean revenge?"

"She wants to convince you I am the villain so you will leave and become even more miserable. Without me, you would have no one to protect and love you. And that is just what she wants, for you to be hated and endangered."

"Why would she want that for me?"

"Because you are stronger than her. She is threatened by you, and always will be." 

I turned over onto my back. I looked up at him. "You think I'm strong?"

"Of course." I blushed and grinned up at him. "You're daddy's strong girl.." His words made my body weak and fill with excitement.

I paused for a moment to stare into his eyes before speaking again. "Johnathan?"

"Yes?"

"What time is it?"

"Quarter past ten. It's getting late." He answered gently.

"Are you going to go to bed?"

"Yeah, I probably should." I lifted my head up from his lap and he stood up. I followed him into the bedroom. "I'm just gonna shower quickly. You should too. Come on." I followed him into the bathroom where he started the water and undressed me. I watched his face as he pulled my shirt off me and tugged down my pants and panties.

We stood under the hot water, facing each other. I watched his hair fall onto his forehead as it became more and more wet. He brought his hands up to my face, moving the wet hair from my face. The water below me began to turn red, slowly dripping down my shoulders. Johnathan grabbed my head. "Did you hit your head?"

"I think..."

"Jesus" He moved my hair from the wound and just examined it. There was a decent sized gash on the top of my head. "Did you not feel it?"

"A little" I grinned. The positive effect of the drug still lurked in my system. I wasn't hallucinating but felt the numbness and happiness one would normally get from a drug. 

He chuckled to himself letting go of my head and moving his hands around my jaw. He held his lips against mine, not kissing me but just holding them there. His hand reaches to the back of my head, grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling it back. It made it easier for him, and he liked the dominance it gave him.

The water was hot enough to make my skin bubble, but I was too distracted to notice it. The way he began to kiss me, while pulling at my hair made me melt. His other hand held around my back. Our bodies were pressed together. He enjoyed the feeling of my bare breasts being pressed against him. And with him being like this, all my worries went away.

Johnathan let go of my hair. Both of his hands moved down my back, slowly. My hands also ran down his body. My finger tips lightly glazed his chest, going slowly down his abdomen. I could feel him get more eager the lower my hands got. His body tensed up and his kissing got more loose and sloppy. Johnathan twitched as my hand wrapped around his cock suddenly. I began to glide my hand along his length gently. He stopped kissing and just breathed heavily into my mouth. I found it intriguing the way it felt growing and stiffening in my hand.