Page 49 of All of My Life

Her eyes searched mine. “How…how can you say things like that?” she asked. “How can you be such a jerk, but then say things like that to me?”

I braced my weight on one elbow while I brushed back some of her hair from her face. “Because you’re all that matters to me,” I answered. “You are everything that I need in this world, and I will go to my deathbed trying to prove that to you every day.”

Before Jett could argue with me further, I placed a kiss on her neck, making her moan for me. While I still had a lot of pent-up anger in me, I knew that I couldn’t use Jett like I usually did. Not only was her body a battered mess, but I had no idea where her head was right now. West had tried to rape her, so she could be craving my touch or recoiling from it.

When I’d left the Morgans, I’d gotten a call from Officer Montgomery, letting me know that all the others had been arrested, including Sierra. While that should have made me feel better, it really hadn’t. I still had the need to rip them all apart with my bare hands, but I knew that killing them wouldn’t help Jett. People like that needed to swim in the shame of their own scandal to really suffer. Having everything ripped from them would be worse than any beatdown that I could deliver, and I needed to keep reminding myself of that. I needed to remember that the headlines would cripple their families more than my fists would.

I also knew that my father controlled the news outlets in Carver, so the stories that were going to be printed were going to be printed for maximum effect. By the time that my father was done, the citizens of Carver, Connecticut were going to be calling for West, Archie, Reynaldo, David, Brigette, and Sierra to hang. For the rest of their lives, their internet searches would bring up how they were rapists, and I needed to be okay with that. For Jett’s sake, I needed to let that be enough, though it really wasn’t. Given the choice, I’d kill every single one of them.

As I placed another kiss on her chest, I felt her hands slide into my hair. “Tell me you like that, Jett.”

“I like it whenever you touch me,” she confessed. “You’re the only one that can make me crazy and make me want you at the same time.”

Over my shirt that she was wearing, I kissed my way down her body, careful not to jostle her too much. I made a mental note to call Officer Montgomery tomorrow, so that he could arrange for Jett to return home to pack her stuff. Yeah, I could always just buy her a brand-new everything, but I had no idea if she had anything in her room that was special to her. I wanted her to feel as comfortable as possible here, so maybe wearing her own clothes and being surrounded by some of her personal belongings would help with that.

Anything to make her stay.

“Chasin…” she whispered when I finally got settled in between her thighs.

“What, baby,” I whispered back, loving that she had no underwear in this house.

“I don’t think-”

“Jett, I just want to make you feel good,” I quickly assured her, blowing softly on her pink pussy lips. “That’s all I want to do.”

“But I always want more when you do that,” she admitted.

“I’ll give you whatever you want,” I promised. “I can go slow, baby.”

“No, you can’t,” she moaned as soon as my tongue licked her folds.

“For you, I can do anything,” I swore, the scent of her driving me insane with need.

“Oh, God…” she whimpered as I licked her softly, my anger threatening to resurface with how close West had come to violating her sacred paradise. “Chasin…”

“Keep saying my name,” I demanded as I lapped at her, her cream already coating my tongue. “Tell me who’s eating this sweet pussy of yours.”

Her breath came out in a low groan, her hands tightening in my hair. “Chasin…”

“Tell me how good it feels, baby,” I ordered.

“So good…” she whispered. “It feels so good…”

As hard as I was trying to get lost in her, the events of today were really doing a number on me. “You’re my good girl, Jett,” I said between playing with her clit. “This is all for me. All of you is for me only, baby.”

“God, yes…” she panted. “Don’t stop, Chasin…don’t stop…”

Carefully, in a way that I’d never done before, I slid two fingers inside her, not caring how she was going to be begging for me later. This was all for her, and that was enough for me right now. Making her remember why we worked so well together was the objective, not my hard dick.

Curling my fingers with each push into her hot pussy, Jett’s moans started getting louder, and even if my father were in the other room, I still wouldn’t stop. Luckily, I had this entire side of the house to myself, and my father knew better than to ever enter my room without knocking and gaining permission.

“Cum for me, Jett,” I said against her wetness, her flavor coating my lips and tongue. “Show me how much you love me, baby.”

“Chasin…” she choked out, getting close.

“Tell me you love me, Jett,” I ordered like an insecure dick.

“I love you,” she rushed out, her fingers pulling at my hair.

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