I do tell her, “Baby, I have to get inside you… now.”
She raises up and, grasping my hard cock, she lines it up at her center. She slowly lowers herself onto me and I can feel her tight tunnel expand around me. She’s hugging my member tightly and I groan at the intense feeling of possession I feel at this moment. Her gaze is locked on mine and as she gyrates her hips and bounces up and down, I get lost in the ecstasy in her eyes. She’s everything, she’s perfection and I grab tightly on to her hips, thrusting up inside her. Her face shows every emotion: pain when I dig my hands into her hips, elation with each thrust. When all you can hear in the room is our ragged breathing and the slapping of our sweaty bodies, I get lost in her and tell her to come. “Come for me, baby. Give it all to me.”
As if on command, she moans out my name and her pussy clenches tightly to me. “Yes, Johnny. Yes. Don’t stop.”
“Never. Never, honey.” I give her a final thrust and stay there until I feel our juices coming out of her, coating my balls and my stomach.
When she raises off of me and tries to get off the bed, I tug her arm.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I ask her between kisses. I swear even though I was just inside her, it wasn’t enough.
“I was going to get cleaned up,” she tells me, laughingly.
I tweak her nipple until she moans. “Well, I like you dirty.”
She nibbles on my neck and ear and whispers, “I bet you do, Johnny.”
Chapter 6
Olivia
The few days at the lake house have flown by. He has spent every minute of every day with us. He gives me breaks and sends me off to read or take a bath while he watches Faith. He dotes on her and totes her around. I’ve never seen her so happy and carefree.
It’s always on the edge of my mind that I might possibly lose her. God, I hope not. There’s been so many times that I thought I should just pack up and run. Run so that Caleb will never find us.
I confided that to Johnny last night, but all he would tell me is that I can’t run anywhere without him and that I needed to trust him. He assured me that Ryder is working on something against Caleb and he promises me that there is no way he will ever let Caleb take Faith again. I want to trust him. I want to believe him. But there’s always a shadow over us just because of the uncertainty. The uncertainty of everything.
The hearing is tomorrow at 1 p.m. We thought about going back tonight, but none of us were ready to leave so we decided to wait until morning. We tried to explain to Faith what she would have to do tomorrow, and told her that all she had to do was tell the truth. She was really nervous about it until Johnny told her that he would be right by her side the whole time. He’s promised her over and over that she would not have to go with her dad. God, I hope he can keep that promise.
We finally got Faith asleep and tonight, Johnny is sleeping in my room. We’ve been together every night since the first night. Each night I stay longer and longer, until finally I was sneaking out of the room right before Faith woke up.
He’s holding me in his arms and there is no other place that I want to be. His hand is stroking my back and my hand is laying on his chest. I’m sad, really. Sad that this is about to end and we have to go back to real life. Sad that I don’t know what tomorrow holds and sad that I don’t know what Johnny’s thinking. He did everything to reassure Faith, but I can tell he is stressed out. He spent quite a bit of time on the phone this afternoon, but when I asked him, he didn’t want to talk about it. God, I hope everything works out.
Johnny
I spent the whole night holding Olivia in my arms. I faded in and out of sleep until the sun started peeking through the blinds. I start packing, waiting until the very last minute to wake the girls up. I know neither one of them slept well.
When I start loading the car, Olivia comes out to help. She hands me her suitcase. “Sorry I slept late.”
I kiss her lips and see the tiredness in her eyes. “It’s okay, honey. You needed it.”
She smiles at me, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. I grip the suitcase in my hand tighter because I hate to see her like this.