Johnny ~ 4

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I was startled by the banging on the door, and I could sense the fear in Baby, too.
"I-I'll be out in a minute!" I called back nervously, but they just wouldn't have it. I hurriedly stood up and changed and so did Baby. The door soon busted open, and it was Mr. Houseman and Max Kellerman.
"What the hell are you doing?!" I snapped at the both of them. Baby just kept her arms around.
"What the hell are you doing with my daughter?!" Mr. Houseman snapped right back at me.
"Daddy, I need you to go." Baby hissed at him. "I've had enough of you telling me who I can and can't love, or who I should be as a person-because never in a million years would I want to be like you."
Baby's father was stunned for a moment, then he shot a glare at me.
"You've turned my daughter into a monster."
I simply just shook my head.
"No sir. I'm afraid that's on your part. You need to go." But then, I was cut off by Max Kellerman.
"No, you have to go. Get the hell out of here by tonight or I'm calling the police!" He yelled dangerously.
"I'm going with him." Baby instantly shot.
"Fine." Mr. Houseman simply said. "But if you need money, don't expect any from me." He spoke in a low voice, and left with Max.
Baby buried her face in my chest, and started crying. I instantly wrapped my arms around her and kissed her forehead.
"It's gonna be alright, Baby. We're gonna be okay." I assured her and she sniffled, wiping her eyes.
"Can you help me pack my stuff?..." She asked me, and I immediately nodded.
"Of course. Let's go, okay?"
She nodded her head and we went to her family's cabin.
[...]
"You have so much stuff, Baby." I told her, folding her clothes neatly in her suitcase. She was busy getting the toiletries that were hers and stuffed them in bag. She chuckled softly in response.
"I guess that's what you get from being daddy's girl." Baby responded, and put the bag in her suitcase. She then sat on the heavy suitcase so I could zip it. I ran the zipper on the trail and closed it.
"Is that all?" I asked her, holding it by the handle. She nodded.
"Let's get the hell out of here."
[...]
Baby said goodbye for now to her parents, and to her older sister, Lisa. I waited for Baby in my car. All my stuff was already packed and ready to go. I didn't own too much. I really didn't need that much.
Baby got into the car and sat in the passenger seat. I knew exactly where I was going because I took this trip so many times. I started to drive.
It started to rain, and got pretty chilly real fast. We quickly put up our windows. I picked up my speed as I got on the turnpike, and I placed my hand gently on Baby's thigh. She smiled and laid her head against my arm.
I turned on the radio to brighten the mood, and a Solomon Burke tune filled the car. He was one of the greats of the 1960's.
"I still can't believe we're going to New York City. I've been dreaming to go there my entire life. I really love theatre." Baby told me. I smiled, and kept my eyes on the road.
"Well you're lucky, my dear. We're right in the heart of New York City." I told her.
[...]
That night, the weather started to get a little crazy, so we stopped at a hotel for the night. We were given a room for a decent price, and we made our way to it.
When we got in, Baby flopped onto the bed. She curled up with a blanket.
I crawled on top of her, and held her close.
"It's later, Johnny. Remember what you said earlier?" She spoke in the most sexiest voice I've ever heard.
"Baby, you know well that I'm a freak in bed. Are you sure?" I asked her, caressing her cheek.
"Yes..." She nodded.
"As you wish." I smirk and I instantly tore her shirt off, throwing it to the floor.
I pressed my lips to her pale neck, and I sucked it was so much power in me. She moaned in response.
I hovered over her and I took her bra off, and my hands cupped her breasts. They were the perfect size for my hands.
Her hands gripped my own shirt and tore it off.
After a bit we were both nude.
We then proceeded to make our love. Boy, was it good. When we finally finished, she sighed out and flopped back onto the bed.
Let's just say we slept good that night.

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