Chapter 21

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A month later

I peak outside to a thin layer of snow covering everything.

"Daddy!" I jump on the bed climbing on top of him. "Daddy, daddy, wake up!"

"What?" He opens his eyes, his hands on my waist.

"Come look," I grab his arm pulling him towards the window. "Isn't it so pretty!" I ask pressing my forehead against the glass.

"Not as pretty as you," he grins kissing my cheek. "Come on angel, let's have breakfast." I grab his hand before he could walk away. "What?" He raises an eyebrow at my puppy dog eyes.

I was surprisingly still horny even after last night.

"Could we...," my face feels warm. "Uh, could we kiss for a little bit?"

He smirks at me.

"You're so cute when your nervous," he lifts me up carrying me over to the bed. "Are you sure you just want to kiss?" I wrap my hands around his neck staring into his eyes. "Come on, tell me what ya you want me to do to you."

"Please fuck me," I grab his shirt tightly.

"Mm, much better," he presses kisses against my neck.

Jughead rested his head on my chest, completely exhausted with what just happened.

"I love you," he whispers snuggling against my boobs.

"I love you too," I whisper back at him my eye lids closed.

"What?" He pushes himself off of me.

"What?" I furrow my eyebrows at him.

"You just said..," he mumbles.

"I love you, Jughead," I grab him pulling him back down. "I have, for a while. Now don't move, I'm comfortable."

"How long?" He asks against my skin.

"A few weeks," I mumble amused at his shock. Something hard touches my thigh. "How are you hard again?" I ask surprised.

"Frankly, I don't know," he chuckles softly. "You just saying 'I love you' turned me on I guess," he shrugs against me.

"I could always go again," I drag my nails down his back.

He grabs my waist flipping me on my stomach. I stick my ass up looking back at him with a smile. He pushes into me in one swift motion. I grip the sheets meeting with his thrusts feeling my orgasm already nearing.

"You're are going to be the death of me Cooper," he grunts into my ear.

"You know what sounds good?" I chew on my lip, my knuckles going white from squeezing onto the sheets. "Jones," My mind clouds with pleasure.

"Fuck, yes it does," he slaps my ass making my toes curl.

His fingers press into the flesh on my hips causing the skin to turn red.

My eyes roll into the back of my head as I feel myself let loose. He rolls his hips against me as ropes of cum shoots inside of me. He lays on my back tracing figure eights on my arm with his finger.

"Elizabeth Jones," he whispers slightly his hot breath hitting my back.

"Elizabeth Jones," I repeat tiredly.

"Baby," Jughead whispers rubbing the back of my thigh softly.

I blink a few times letting my eyes adjust to the light. I turn my head so I'm facing him.

"Hi," I say weakly.

"Here," he hands me a cup of water. I take a large gulp before handing back the glass to Jughead. "I made you some pancakes," he hands me a plate with three large pancakes with butter and syrup coating them thickly.

"Thank you," I give him a smile digging into the food.

He grabs the empty plate setting it down on the night stand. He forces the glass back into my hand.

"Drink up," he stands up walking into his closet.

"Here, you can wear one of my shirts," he grabs a loose fitting white shirt. "Bath or shower?"

"Are you going to be in there with me?" I put the cup down staring at him.

"No, I took one when you were sleeping," he grabs a towel walking into the bathroom. "Come on I got you a purple colored bath bomb."

He pats me dry giving extra attention to the bruises on my waist. He gives them both a kiss before slipping on his large shirt over my head.

"Cheryl and Toni's wedding is coming up," I comment as he brushes my hair. "I was wondering, if you and I could go?"

"Hmm," he puts his head on my shoulder wrapping his arms around my waist. "Will I get to see you in a pretty dress?"

"Yes," I rest my hands over his.

"Then yes, I would love to go with you," he continues to brush my hair until all the knots are gone. "Come on, I'll make you a Pb and jelly sandwich." He pats my ass lightly.


Excuse me while I go make myself a Pb and jelly sandwich.

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