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I moan when Jon lowers his mouth to my pussy and licks my clit.
"Oh, god," I moan, my hands reaching back to grab his hair.
"You taste so fucking good, sweetheart," he says. "You like when I lick your pussy, baby?"
"Oh, god, yes," I whimper, my body covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
Jon flicks my clit with his tongue, sending a wave of pleasure crashing through me. I reach back, grabbing his hair and slamming him into my pussy.
"Fuck, Whitney," he growls, licking my clit fast. "You're going to make me come."
He reaches up and wraps his hand around my throat, lightly squeezing it as he licks my clit, his hips humping the air like a rabid dog.
"Oh, god!" I cry out again, the pleasure building inside me once more. "Oh, god!"
"Shit," Jon growls, moving his mouth back up to my ear. "Give it to me, baby."
Jon bites my earlobe and slams his cock into me, his hips grinding against my ass as he comes.
"I'm coming," he groans in pleasure, collapsing against me.
I lay there, breathing hard as I relish in the now familiar feeling of Jon's arms wrapped around me.
And I suddenly can't imagine anywhere else I want to be.
CHAPTERFIVE
Jon
It nearly killedme to let her go home last night, but I had to. It was all I could do to go home myself and leave her alone when I wanted to sit outside her window all night and guard her.
I know there's nothing to worry about, but I can't help it.
I wanted to call her when I woke up this morning, but I know she needs some time to process everything that's happened, and I need time to come up with a plan.
There's no way in hell I'm going to let her marry someone else. I know it's fast, but that girl ismine.Iclaimed her last night. She gave herself tomelast night, and there's no going back on that.
For either of us.
Whether she realizes it or not.
I meant what I said. I want to help her out of her situation that's making her sad.
That being said, I know it's not as simple as simply breaking off the engagement because if that was the case, she would have just done it.
No, I'll bet my right nut, she's one of those good girls who's always done what she's told. She's never disappointed her father, so she's afraid to do so now.
So, I'm just going to have to give her a new daddy to make proud.
My cock twitches at the thought. I've never had the urge to call myself a girl's daddy, and I don't even know where the hell that thought came from, but it settles inside me with finality.
Whitney is a lost little girl. She needs a daddy to guide her and take care of her, and dammit, I will be whatever she needs.
She needs a daddy. She's got one now.
If that's what it takes to break the toxic hold her father has on her, then you can bet your ass I'll do it.
I don't know how I know that's what she needs. I just somehow do. Just like I knew the moment I laid eyes on her that she was meant to be mine.
