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“Now, come for me so we can both get what we need,” he demands, shoving another finger into me.
He stands up and leans over the bed, jerking his cock as he does. I scramble up the bed so that he has room. As I move, he climbs onto the bed on his knees, cock still in hand. I stop and spread my thighs for him. He’s jerking his cock, so I rub my clit with two fingers. We stare at each other, mesmerized, until I can’t take it anymore.
“Just take me,” I whisper. He growls again and moves as close to me as possible. My breath hitches as he runs his cock through my folds. He leans down and kisses me hard. I can taste myself on his lips and tongue.
Still kissing me, he drives into me without stopping. I wasn’t expecting it to, but it hurts a little bit, but I don’t care. I want this. I want him. I want to be his. Tiny little orgasms spread out from my core to every nerve in my body. I’m sweating, at least I think it’s me. We are so close to each other, it could be his sweat coating me. My pussy starts clenching around him like crazy, letting him know I want more. Need more. He pulls out of me and then slams back in. Over and over, he pounds me into our bed. His lips move from my mouth to my nipples. He licks, sucks, and bites both of them until I am squirming under him.
I scream his name when I come. I’m still reeling when I feel him come inside of me.
I’m his now.
Afterward, I’m lying in his arms. He’s stroking my hair.
“I know what you’ve been holding back, Florence.”
“You do?”
“I had some idea when you first arrived. I had Paul look into it, and I got a little more insight when Nessa was in my office. You’re safe now, baby. You know that don’t you?”
“I know. It was a terrible time in my life. I don’t know why I stayed. I could have left at any time, but I thought, well I don’t really know what I was thinking, that maybe I deserved it guess.”
“Fuck that shit, Florence. You deserve nothing but the best. You deserve happiness and I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure you get that.”
“Thank you, Fletcher. You have no idea what it means to me.
* * *
One Week Later
“Oh fuck…I’m coming, I scream as Fletcher pounds into me from behind, his fingers squeeze my nipples as hot water cascades over us in the shower. Even after a week of constant sex, everything still hurts, but in the best way. Now that we’ve started, neither one of can get enough. Nothing has ever felt so good. He still hasn’t told me he loves me, but I know he does. It’s apparent in everything he does, and I hope it’s apparent that I love him too in everything I do.
We get out of the shower and get dressed for work. Since we are, of course, running behind, we skip breakfast and head into town, stopping at the newsstand out in front of the general store on the way. Milt has the best coffee for me and he somehow manages to get today’s New York Times for Fletcher. We parked in front of the office and walked down to the newsstand. I’m drinking my coffee when theCharleston Chronicle, a bi-monthy publication, catches my eye. The headline reads: The Blake Family Trust’s Annual Gala. I smile, remembering the night was a huge success. My eyes scan downward and I gasp. I don’t expect to see myself on the front page, above the fold, in two pictures, but there I am. The largest photo is the one of Fletcher, me, and his family. The photo I didn’t want to take. Shit. I scan further and see a smaller photo. In that one, I’m talking to Amelia and a group of women about the organization. I begin to freak out. If my picture is the freaking paper, Gary will be able to find me.
Will I ever be truly safe from him?
ChapterTwelve
Fletcher
Damn it. I should have known better. That explains why she was hesitant to take the family photo at the event. “Baby calm down. I know you are scared, but I swear nothing is going to happen to you. I am never leaving you alone where you are not safe.”
“He is going to find me now.” She cries into my chest. My heart breaks for the fear she is feeling, especially since I am the one who caused it. I should have been thinking, more aware of the actions.
“Look at me Red.” Her gaze undoes me. She looks so broken and defeated. “There is no way he will step foot in this town and no one notices. We are never without protection and friends. Okay?” I can see her eyes trying to take in my words and believe them. “Would it make you feel better if I hired some security for you?”
“No you don’t have to do that.” I move a piece of her hair from her face.
“I know I don't have to, but what do you do when you have something precious and priceless in your possession? You guard it with your life.” She smiles and touches my face. “I have an old buddy of mine, Danhy Jorgensen. He does security now and then. I can call him and ask him and his wife Zoya to come down for a bit. How does that sound?” She begins giggling and I search her face trying to figure out why.
“Danhy is my cousin, silly.” My head begins to spin and then it hits me.
“Wow. I don’t know how I never put that together. You are a Jorgensen as well. I guess because they are in Minnesota and you were from Alaska, I never connected it. Well even better.”
“I don’t know what I did to deserve you Fletch.” she says, kissing me sweetly. I begin shaking my head.
“It is I who endeavors to deserve you everyday. Now, what do you say we get up and start the day. Maybe seeing patients will take your mind off of everything for the day.”
“Yes. Let’s go.”
