daddy - j.m

chapter 19 - addiction

Jason McCann.

"Patrick!" I yelled, carrying Blossom around the warehouse. "Where is Patrick?" I asked Alex who sat on the couch, the first visible object in here.

"I'd guess that he's in his room."

"Hi Alex." Blossom giggled when she realized who it was. "Hi Blossom. How is your leg doing?" My brother made a weak attempt to speak in a nice and sweet children's voice but drastically failed the task. "It hurts a lot but Jason makes everything better." She smiled and turned to me. "Right?"

"Of course." I grinned, it was so funny to see a small girl looking up to me like I was superman, the guy who could make the pain go away, could buy anything and make everything just above perfect. The way daughters think of their daddy. I wasn't her father, but her father figure in a way. There was a thick line of difference. I gladly took her in so I might as well own it and be exactly that, a figure and a role model.

"Jason! I'm up here!" Patrick yelled. I walked up the stairs, smiling at Blossom as she giggled from the bumping motions I made.

"Is this the girlfriend's sister?" He smiled down at Blossom who became shy, hiding in my chest.

"Yeah. Her name is Blossom." His eyes met mine and he carefully opened his mouth in a gasping process. "Isn't she-" I nodded. She was Antonio Lowe's daughter, she really was. "Holy shit..."

"Let's take a look at your leg, sweetie." I put Blossom down on the doctor's bed and sat down next to her. Her eyes grew wide when she saw him bring out a bag, then she shut them closed really fast. Her hand desperately searched for mine and I grabbed it softly, watching her calm down. "It's okay. Open your eyes."

"Tell me to stop if it hurts." Patrick told her sweetly. I loved watching people in my gang talk to a kid like that, nobody could resist the opportunity. Patrick started moving her ankle around in different directions, lifting it up in the air and back down.

"Stop!"

"That hurts? Alright, what about this?" Patrick moved her leg in the same direction but pressed down his whole hand on the bruise as well. "S-" She burst out in tears and Patrick looked at me for help.

"Blossom, listen to me. I know it hurts and all, but.. look at what he's pulling of the bag!" I exclaimed and removed her hands from her eyes. Her eyes lit up by the sight of a pink, red and purple swirling lolly.

"Can I have it?" She questioned carefully, a smug being formed.

"You can. Here you go." She sent him a quick nod as a way of thanking him, making the two of us chuckle.

"I'm gonna put a cast on your leg. Maybe your friends and family can write on it?" Blossom seemed to like the idea of having people write on a cast that belonged to her. "What color?" Patrick asked her the same question twice but Blossom was still not looking at the options of different casts.

"B. He asked you a question."

"Well I don't care."

"Don't be rude, Blossom. Is that a nice way to talk to someone who is helping you with your injury?" With the colorful lolly in her mouth, she rolled her eyes shut as a way of getting her ignorance through. "B." I warned but it was too late, she already shut the two of us out and wasn't going to listen. "Take the white one. Easiest to write on."

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"Are you mad at me?" Blossom asked when I made a right onto our street. I had just finished my daily shift and on top of that, Blossom had given her attitude problems some extra free hands today. She was a handful and a half.

"Yes! It's not okay to speak to and disturb people like that! Didn't your parents teach you anything?" I yelled, maybe a bit too loud for her liking.

"Don't talk about my parents!" Blossom punched my shoulder and I didn't feel any difference from before, but it was the fact that she punched me after our difficult day.

"Is it okay to hit people, Blossom?" I said quietly as we entered our driveway. "Don't forget whose house you're staying in." I let her clung around my neck as I had my hands occupied by bags of chinese food.

"Hi baby." I smiled and kissed Madison on her delicate lips before handing the paper bags over to her. "Look at you! Big girl with a cast on her leg!" She exclaimed and smiled at her little sister. I took my shoes of with the help of my very own feet since I couldn't bend down, I had Blossom around my neck.

I tried to put Blossom on her chair but she wouldn't let go of me. "Will you sit down and eat your food?" I sighed, not hiding my irritation.

When I didn't recieve an answer, Madison came up to her and stroked her back. "What's wrong?" Her voice was soft, so soft. It was as if her sister would break into pieces. "Jason is mad at me. My stomach hurts. My heart hurts."

My white shirt became wet and transparent from her tears. "Aw. Come here." I sat down on my chair, kissing her forehead. "I'm not mad at you. I wanted to tell you that what you did was wrong. If I don't teach you now you'll never learn. You learned from this, right?" She nodded. "I''m sorry. I love you." She whispered quietly and I smiled against her fluffy hair. "I love you too." Her head shot up in the air. "Did I smell chinese?"

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"Blossom is asleep. Alyssa is in Dorinda's room. It's just you and me, baby girl." I whispered as I hovered my beautiful with my own body. "You taught me so much, Madison. I didn't think two people could be this close to each other without making love every single day." She giggled and blushed, putting her forehead on the front of my shoulder. "One time was everything we needed, remember? Your first?" She looked dreamily into my eyes, slowly drowning in my sweet words.

"The night Alyssa was made. Our blessing." I started to kiss down her chest until her bra came into my view and I softly unclasped it, making her shiver. I kissed down her tan stomach and all the way to her panty line, then all the way back up again. "I love you so much. I just need new ways of showing it. It's hard to express my feelings when I haven't felt anything like this before."

Madison nodded unanimously. "Sometimes I feel like that too. I couldn't have anyone better than you. I wouldn't find a guy my age who can take responsibilites like you do or someone who wouldn't be messing around with other girls like crazy."

"I think it's okay to be a little intrested in other women and guys when you're in a relationship because at the end of the day, what's an intrest compared to an addiction?"

I felt her tugging on my underwear, giving me the feeling that I said just the right things and made her feel good in all the right places. "Say please." I kissed her earlobe as I whispered huskily into her pierced ear.

"Please Jason." I stroked my hands around the back of her thighs and grasped her ass in my hands, then I slowly pulled her underwear off. I slid one finger inside her, making sure that she was ready. Was she? Of course.

I felt her whole body clench as I spread her legs and put the tip in. "Relax. It's okay." When she got used to it I decided to fill her with my whole lenght. Hearing her moan my name over and over again sent the best kind of chills down my spine. I was so head over heels that I thought it wasn't possible to fall any deeper under her spell. Boy, was I wrong.

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a/n - i waited this long for an actual sex scene because two of my best friends are reading this story so hi k & e love you my wife and our african anti-rainbow child

still feels a bit awkward but hey i tried

WHAT DID YOU GUYS THINK OMG? WAS IT HORRIBLE? GREAT?