727 Cumming Ave. (Cherry Falls)

“Who?”

“Mason Thomas. That’s all you need to know. Your daughter is not moving to Vegas, she’s going to be here with me in Cherry Falls, finishing out her last year of school. After that, she’ll be moving with me to Pineford. You do whatever it is you need to do to get yourself moved to Vegas, she’s not coming.”

There’s silence for a moment, then her mom’s voice takes on a whole other octave. “Who do you think you are? Jenny? Are you there? What’s going on?”

“Mom…” she starts and I nod for her to say what she needs to say. “I’m staying here with Mason. He and I are…”

“I love your daughter, Mrs. Redman.”

“And I love him.” The anxiety in Jenny’s face falls away as she smiles. “I’m staying here.”

“You are not!”

“Bye, Mom. Have a good new life with Dr. whoever. I hope you’re happy, I know I will be.”

I disconnect the call, cutting her mother off as Jenny giggles, doing this little jump.

“I’m going to take care of you, my little flame. Forever.”

“I know you will.” Her brows draw together as she looks deflated. “I could still lose my scholarship though.”

“You don’t need a scholarship, baby. I’ll pay for you no matter what. But, I’m starting my research at Everett Calvin after the end of the year. You’re coming with me. You can go to school, the university will accept you, but no way you’re going to be away from me.”

“But…”

“No buts. It’s you and me from now on. You want to take your early graduation? We can go pick out a house, get our lives started.”

“Sure, it’s just…it’s so much. So fast.”

“Love at the speed of a nanosecond, baby.” I reach around and take a handful of her ass. “And, speaking of babies…”

Her cheeks turn pink as my other hand slips to her belly.

“You might need a tutor, seeing how you’re going to be juggling school with a baby.”

“I like private lessons…” She bites her bottom lip. “And being the teacher’s pet.”

“Good thing, because you’re going to be getting both. From me. For the rest of your life…”

Chapter 8

Mason

She bobs her head up and down, sucking as her cheeks hollow and I’m about to blow my nut as she squeezes my balls and swallows around my cock.

“You’re becoming my little deep throat princess, aren’t you?”

She tries to nod as I catch her scent, my mouth watering for her delicious, sweet pussy. She treats me like a king and I treat her like a princess, even when I’m using her like a slutty little sex doll.

“Up,” I order, pulling my cock from her mouth as she whines at the loss. “Do as you’re told.”

I grunt, pulling her from her knees and spinning her around.

The sun warms my face as I take it all in for a moment, enjoying the sound of the water and seagulls around us, The Jenny bobbing on the gentle waves as we stand naked on the top deck.

“What do I need to do, Mr. Thomas? I really need an A in your class…” She turns her head, pouting on a grin as she wiggles her ass.

I give it a sharp smack, listening to her yelp as I bend her over, spreading her ass cheeks so I get a view of that magnificent pink pussy that owns me.

“You need to ride me like I taught you.” I spin and take a seat on the cushioned chair behind us, dragging her around as I see the slick desire already coating her inner thighs.

It’s been nearly a month since her birthday, and we’ve not been a day or night apart since. The Cherry Falls school gave me a verbal reprimand when Angela gave them the pictures of us, but they had no teeth. It didn’t affect her graduating early or my new job.

In fact, in the end it was for the best. We got her packed up and moved to Pineford with me. She and I picked out a house in the first week, I paid cash and we got on with our lives. We’ve even had Jenny’s friend, Caroline, out to stay a couple of times, and the two of them spend every spare moment playing some addictive multi-player game that has them laughing, swearing and screaming half the night.

I don’t care. Whatever makes my girl happy, that’s what I want.

I didn’t even bother to tell her what happened to Angela a week after we left. I figured Jenny didn’t need to hear anymore about the girl who’d tried to make her life hell. But Angela and her boyfriend, Greg, were caught with a brick of cocaine in his ridiculous red truck. Add to that the fact Angela was still under eighteen at the time, and Greg was already on parole, and the two of them were in a world of trouble. No doubt Angela will take some kind of plea deal before it goes to trial, but I still reckon that little problem has taken care of itself.