Then there was the fact that this shit kept changing up on me. One minute I'm dealing with perverted fucks and the next I've got men who believe that they can turn themselves into wolves and shit. Gage had jokingly said that he was going to research that shit but I wasn't sure that he hadn't been somewhat serious when he'd said it. I'll leave that freaky shit to him and his men I had my hands full with the rest of this shit as it is.
I missed her after a while and went in search of her. She was being good for once, sitting out on the balcony reading a book. She's been coming out of her shell little by little, trying out her newfound skills on my ass. The girl is a sex fiend. Today was the day she was supposed to have her check up but I'd chickened out and asked dad to have his friend come here instead. I'm not ready to take her out in the open just yet after all.
"What are you reading baby?" I walked over and stood over her so I could run my fingers through her hair. She held up a copy of Rework. Heavy reading for a teen and definitely not what I expected; I'd forgotten I even had it in the library. "Why're you reading that baby?"
"So I can learn how to help you, that way you don't have to work so hard." I kissed her hair and pulled her up out of so I could hold her in my lap. "Thanks baby but don't you want to read something more fun?" She opened her book and went back to reading; I guess I was dismissed. That's one of her more endearing quirks, the way she just held her peace and did her thing anyway. Of course when she was being disobedient and obstinate then I didn't like it. And she's been doing that more and more lately, testing her boundaries of which there were none. I let her have her way in pretty much everything and I have the sore dick to prove it.
She closed the book five minutes later and just sat there quietly while I played in her hair enjoying one of our rare moments of peace. "Are you going to get them?" Well that didn't last long, I suppose it's hard for her not to think about this shit. "I'm thinking about it." I squeezed her when she went silent on me again.
"I really wish you wouldn't worry about this stuff baby. I've got it under control the guys are already setting things in motion. I just want you to think about being happy. Can you do that for me?" She turned in my arms and looked into my eyes. She's reading business books so she can help me, she's worrying about abused children who are in the hands of monsters, when does she get to think about her? Will she ever have that freedom of mind? Will there ever be a time when she can focus on herself, her own happiness? Or will I be the one to do that for her? If that's what it takes then so be it, but it's a lot for one person to carry, especially one with such a soft heart. "I think you should."
"Then that's what we'll do if you promise me you'll stop worrying." She bit her lip and played with the buttons on my shirt. "Can we … ?" She leaned over and whispered in my ear. In answer I reached under her and released my cock, lifted her slightly, moved her panties to the side under my oversized t-shirt that she'd chosen to wear around the house and slipped up inside her. "Go ahead baby ride."
Chapter 29
I pushed her back so she sat straight up on my cock. "Give me your mouth sweetheart." She leaned over slowly her natural sensuality coming into play. She moved like a dream, slowly up and down and back and forth grinding her pussy into me. I licked her lips before feeding her my tongue. She hummed into my mouth as I dug my fingers into the flesh of her ass lifting her up and down on my cock faster and faster. The blaring of car horns went by below as people went about their daily routines. I didn't worry about us being seen way up here the guard wall kept out prying eyes from surrounding buildings. Still it felt almost decadent taking her here in the open.
"I want to fuck you from behind hop off." She slid up and off my cock and I pulled the shirt over her head. Her red tipped nipples tempted me so I took one into my mouth hungrily sucking hard until she cried out and her nails dug into my scalp. "Suck me off first baby." She was only too happy to get to her knees and take me into her mouth. "Look at me." I like looking into her eyes while she pleasures me with her mouth. I sped up my thrusts in and out of her mouth hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. "Don't make me cum baby I want to cum inside you okay."
She nodded around my cock as her hand went between her legs to finger her pussy. I fucked her mouth until I felt my cock swell even more. "Pull off baby I want to taste you now." I helped her lean over the rail, she was short enough that only her shoulders and the tops of her breasts showed as I knelt and licked her from behind. "Spread your legs for me baby." She complied and I opened her up with my fingers sticking my tongue out and teasing her clit before sucking it into my mouth. Next I attacked her pussy going deep and sucking up all her juices as fast as they came. I had to let go of her pussy lips because I needed my hand to stroke my cock, which was leaking long streams of pre cum to the floor beneath us.
I knew she was enjoying my tongue fucking when she reached back and grabbed a fistful of my hair. "Please Gideon I can't stand it, please." I took one last swipe with my tongue before standing and guiding my cock into her. "Lean forward baby … good girl. Now hold on." I covered her hands with mine as I started a slow stroke into her wet pussy. She climbed to her toes trying to suck more of my cock into her body. "Cock your ass baby, like that." She arched her back and I held her tummy with one hand and wrapped the other around her throat pulling her head back so I could tongue her mouth. "Taste yourself baby." She chewed on my tongue as I fucked her harder and faster.
"I'm gonna do you hard now baby tell me if I hurt you."
"Uh huh." Her mouth opened and closed like a bird's as she begged for my tongue. "Do you know what I want to do with you little Blossom?" I gave her one hard thrust that shook her body as she fucked my cock like she was hungry for it. "I'm going to tie you up and fuck your body; your pussy, your mouth, your tits. I'm going to cum all over your tits and watch you lick it off your fingers. First I'm going to fuck your sweet pussy then pull out and cum in your mouth. Then I want you to get me hard so I can fuck you all over again. All day baby, I want to spend one whole day inside you."
"Yes anything please … Gideon." I was done in by my own words, the images of what I wanted to do to her driving me over the edge. "Cum for me, let me feel you cum NOW." I sucked her tongue into my mouth just as her pussy tightened around me sucking the cum from my balls until there was nothing left.
I sat on the chair with her still impaled on my cock so we could both catch our breath. "That was amazing baby thank you." She could barely answer me poor thing I think I'd been too hard on her. I lifted her and headed for the bathroom to clean us both up. I put her back to bed and went to sit at the desk to get some work done.
My mind was always working these days because there was so much shit to do. If something didn't break soon I'm afraid I was gonna lose my fucking shit. As soon as we jumped one hurdle there was another thrown in the way.
She'd had a rough few days dealing with her father's death. Something she'd tried keeping from me until I found her crying in the bathroom and almost lost my shit. We'd had a long discussion about why she was never to keep shit from me again. My heart can't take it for one. When she sobbed in my arms pleading with me to explain why he couldn't love her I'd wanted to bring the fuck back so I could kill him again.
I'd had the men tear her old house apart looking for anything about her mom because she'd let it slip that he'd never allowed her to talk about her. The large painting hanging on the living room wall was the only memory she had of her mother. A mother who I'd learned had loved her beyond words.
Thankfully they'd found some old photos of a very young woman who looked a lot like her and even some old letters and high school writings of her mom's. The painting was now downstairs in my office waiting for her to decide what she wanted to do with it. She'd read and reread the letters and notebooks for a day and then they disappeared. I didn't ask any questions just kept my eye on her in case she had another break.