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One Week Later
My eyes pop open the second I feel her warm, wet mouth wrap around my cock for the first time.
“Fuck, Red. You don’t have to do that,” I groan, while wishing she’d never stop. She pulls her mouth off of me and looks up at me.
“I want to, Fletch. I want you to come too.”
“I do come, every single time you do,” I assure her, but it’s no use. Her mouth is already back on me. I do the only thing I can do. I gather her hair up in my hands and hold it out of her way. It had the added bonus of letting me see her as she takes me down her throat.
It doesn’t take very long. I tried to warn her but she just sucked me harder. She swallows it all down, not spilling a drop. When she pops off of my cock, she wipes the corners of her swollen lips up with the tip of her tongue. Nothing has ever felt so good.
Fuck. My heart is still racing from the way she fucking swallowed my shit. Here I am the most experienced one, nineteen years older than her and I am the one dazed and confused while she is flitting around like I didn’t just lick her pussy and ass from here to kingdom come. “Babe, I am going downstairs to help your mom make pancakes.” She leans over and kisses my mouth and my hand instantly goes to the back of her head. I hold her against my lips, my cock hardening once again, jumping and ready for his woman. “Fletcher, stop it.” She bats her eyelashes at me and pulls back. I watch her rapt with desire as her ass sways away from me in tight ass leggings.
With my hands behind my head, I think about how much she has blossomed since my parents have been here. My father has become a little protector deeming her too sweet for this world. I wholeheartedly agree. But it is my mom who has brightened her up. From the moment they got here my mother has embraced her and made her her daughter,
They have been baking together, talking, going to yoga and my mother was even able to convince her to go shopping. I was so damn happy about the shopping part. I have been trying to get her to spend my money since she has been here, but she refused. When my mom suggested it, I gave her a kiss and told her to make sure she gets what she needs.
Hearing laughter downstairs, I put on my sweats and a shirt and make my way down. “Good morning son.” My father says sitting at the table with a newspaper.
“Dad.” I watch my mom and wife at the stove cooking away and I can't help but smile and give thanks for bringing this angel into my life.
“She is one of the good ones, son.” My mom kisses my cheek and I am surprised I didn't notice her walking toward me then again, my attention was on Red.
“I sense she has had a rough time.” My mom has always been intuitive.
“Yes. She is still trying to recover from it.”
“I figured as much. Here is a number to a therapist in Charleston. She is the daughter of one of my brunch friends. Give her a call.” I will be doing this as soon as possible. Mom walks back over to the stove and my woman turns and smiles at me, her eyes so bright and full of life.
“Oh yes I almost forgot, we have that charity event tomorrow night.” Shit. I totally forgot. My family founded a charity foundation a long time ago and we still run it. Once a year we have an event for the donors and the board members and also the community to come, donate money, enjoy expensive food and wine and a presentation about what we do. This year we decided to have some of the children in attendance that have benefited from our charity for those in foster care.
“Is this fancy?” Red asks, biting her lip. Something she does when she feels anxious.
“It is dear.” My mother answers before I can.
“Oh. I have nothing to wear to something like that.” Walking over to her, I pull her into my arms and kiss her beautiful face.
“Then why don’t you call some of the girls and ask them to go shopping with you. While you’re at it, go to the spa and have a day of it. Pamper yourself. Relax and enjoy some time with your friends.” I can see her contemplating it before she nods her head.
“Okay. it would be fun to hang out with the girls again.” Good. I want her to do regular things without fear or hesitation. Once all of that is settled, I go into my office when I feel my phone buzzing in my pocket.
“Blake.”
“He has gone underground.” I hear the frustration in the Colonel’s voice and I am feeling it myself.
“Where had you tracked him to?”
“Too damn close.”
“So what now?”
“He is off the grid but because we know his last known location, we have a few traps set up. We will find him and take care of the problem once and for all.” I don’t doubt him for a second. My father chooses that moment to make himself known.
“That sounded ominous. What's going on son?” Unsure if I should say something or not since it is not my story to tell, I realize I have been holding this in as well, everything on my shoulders to try to help her heal and maybe I need someone to talk to as well. So, I release a long breath and tell my father everything.
I watch his face go from concern to bull fucking angry. “Piece of shit. Who in the hell would hurt that sweet girl. She barely weighs a buck ten. What kind of coward hits a tiny woman like that?”
“You said it. A coward.” He nods his head and gives me the death glare.
