11. Asher
Asher
Jade falls asleep so quickly, I can’t help but wonder when the last time she actually got decent sleep was.
Probably not in a long time. Too long.
Her blonde hair tickles my nose as I breathe in her scent. What just happened between us plays on repeat in my mind.
She called me Daddy. Fuck, even just remembering it makes a shiver go down my spine and my dick bob. She’d said it so softly that at first, I didn’t think I’d heard her correctly. But when her cheeks blushed, I knew I had. I tried to reply quickly without giving her any time to second-guess if I was okay with it.
Because I was. Really fucking okay with it. So unbelievably okay with it.
My dream girl calling me Daddy as I fuck her? Only a fool would pull away from that.
Jade’s soft snores fill my ears, and I sigh comfortably, knowing she’s safe.
That black eye makes me cringe in pain for her. It’s deeply bruised. The kind of bruise I’ve seen Ty walk into work with many times. The kind I’ve had more times than I want to remember. It means a fist hit the orbital arch, or the bone under the eyebrow, in just the right way and it hurts like a fucking bitch. I’ve watched grown men fall down and cry from that kind of hit.
Shit. Did she cry? Was she sitting there all alone, hurting, forcing herself to push through the pain just so I wouldn’t worry? Was she sending me those funny little jokes, hiding behind them, trying to convince me that she was fine? The thought slams into me; a tight, twisting knot of guilt forming in my gut. I should have known. I should have seen past the words, past the forced lightness. The image of Jade suffering in silence, putting on a brave face for my sake, makes my chest ache with something raw and unbearable.
She’s safe now. Safe in my arms, and I’m not going to let anyone or anything hurt her again.
“Daddy” plays in my mind, and I let myself fall asleep knowing that she’s right here.
* * *
A snore as loud as a freight train wakes me up with a jolt.
Jade, where’s Jade? My sleep-ladened brain immediately asks.
I look over to see Jade with her back toward me and feel her foot between mine. She’s fucking exhausted—hence the snoring—and I don’t plan on waking her up anytime soon. Slipping out of bed as quietly as I can, I check my phone to see I got in a good two-hour nap before she woke me up and it’s almost lunchtime.
If I couldn’t provide breakfast in bed today, then lunch in bed it shall be.
I pull on my boxers and head into the kitchen to see what food I have. Hopefully I have stuff to pull together into something recognizable as a meal. I’d normally wait and go out to eat, but I want her to be able to sleep as much as possible. I could run to the store quickly, but I don’t want to take the chance that she wakes up before I get back and thinks I’ve left her.
No, I’ll make do with whatever I have here.
Sunlight pours through the windows, catching the glass of the artwork on my walls and scattering prisms in every direction. The room glows with color, and my breath hitches at the sight of a rainbow resting on Jade’s shoes beside mine—both pairs kicked off carelessly at the door. It’s a simple sight, but something about it feels right. I could get used to seeing our shoes side by side like this.
Hope. Rainbows mean hope, and I take this as a sign.
Smiling to myself, I run a hand through my hair—is it getting too long already?—and head to the fridge. I already know its contents are going to be awful. I haven’t had the time or mental energy to actually cook, so I’m pretty sure all I have is meal-prepped food from a few days ago; chicken, rice, and broccoli. The boring shit that makes me look good and fuels me… but it doesn’t necessarily taste good. I have eggs and bacon, though; a rarity that I usually only order somewhere.
When I order out, I usually get a lot of food and I’m not as strict then. But if I’m going to cook, I’m going to be good.
Pulling open my cupboards, I find old pancake mix and hope it hasn’t expired yet.
Breakfast for lunch it is.
Trying to be as quiet as I can, I pull out all the stuff needed and get to work. While I cook, my thoughts wander.
‘What are we?’ floats through my mind. The dreaded question. It doesn’t really matter what she might think we are, because I know what we are. She is mine and I am hers. End of story.
Jade’s mom kicked her out, taking the word of a catty bitch over her own daughter. How could a mother do that? My mom… Well, my mom did what she had to do to protect and provide for us. In her own way. But my mom never raised her hand to me or let anyone else hit me. It helped that I was over five foot ten by the time I was in middle school and already corded with muscle. I took my job of protecting my little brother very seriously and he didn’t always hang out with the best of people.
Cracking some of the eggs into the dry pancake batter, I start mixing it quickly.
Did Jade have anyone to protect her? Or has she always had to protect herself?
I’ll have to ask her, though it doesn’t really matter anymore. I’m here now. She’ll never have to worry again.
I lean over and get a cup of coffee brewing for myself, and curse when I realize I don’t have a can of pop for her. There's a little pad of paper I keep on the kitchen island for when inspiration strikes—I have one in every room—but I rip a piece off and start a grocery list.
Buy:
Diet Coke/ Regular Coke
Any other drink preferences?
Actual Food
Ask her what she likes to eat
Ask her what I can cook for her to eat
Breakfast foods? Snacks?
Putting the pen down, I pull out a pan and get it warm before pouring in a good-sized pancake to cook.
“I woke up and you weren’t there.”
I jump when Jade’s soft, sleepy voice fills the air. I look behind me to see a fucking vision. I’m struck with the intense desire to see it for the rest of my life.
Jade is standing in the doorway, her messy blonde hair pulled over her shoulder as her pretty pink lips part with a yawn. Her legs are bare as she’s wearing only my shirt that comes down to her upper thigh. My shirt is big on her, and it’s the one I slept in last night, so it’s all stretched out and slips off her shoulder.
“You’re beautiful,” I say breathlessly.
Her cheeks redden as she looks down and crosses her arms. “Thank you.”
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you woke up.” I cross the room in three strides, enveloping her in my arms and breathing her in. “I wanted you to sleep as long as you could. You were so tired.”
“Yeah, I haven’t really slept since…”
Nodding, I cut her off gently, “I figured. You snore like a bear though.”
She gasps loudly, smacking my chest playfully. “I do not!”
“You do!” I laugh. “Woke me up from a dead sleep.”
“Oh god,” she groans, burying her face in my chest.
“Very cute.”
“Yeah right,” she protests, but the words are muffled against my chest.
“Everything about you is cute, Jade,” I admit seriously, pulling back to have her look at me. “I mean it.”
“I’m a mess,” she sighs.
I shrug. “So am I.”
“I’ve got these issues.”
“So do I.”
Jade frowns, like she doesn’t believe me. “I’m needy and will want constant reassurance. That’s just shit from my past coming to haunt me.”
“Baby girl, I will tell you how much I want you every single day if you let me. How much I want this. I know we haven’t known each other long, but this thing between us… it’s strong and powerful.” I cup her cheeks and keep her eyes on mine. “Stay with me. Please. I want to hear from you every day, I want to see you every day. I want us to be together. I want to be the one by your side, to care for you, to protect you. Will you let me?” My heart is pounding so hard in my chest. I wasn’t planning on asking her this, but I just have to know.
So many emotions swim in Jade’s eyes as she bites her lip to keep from smiling. “You want to be exclusive?” she clarifies.
“So fucking exclusive, darlin’. I don’t share. If we’re together, you’re mine and only mine,” I growl, slipping my hands down her body. “Will you? Be mine?”
Bending down, I grab her thighs as she jumps effortlessly into my hold, wrapping her arms around my shoulders.
“Will you be mine in return?” Jade asks. There’s no self-consciousness or worry in her tone and she’s looking at me straight on.
I see what’s happening here. Her hard look makes my lips turn up in a smirk. My girl doesn’t share either.
“Completely yours. Only yours,” I vow.
“Then yes. I’m yours.” She breathes the words, her eyes entranced by my lips and before I even know what’s happening, our mouths are crashing together. My heart pounds, slamming against my ribs in happiness.
She’s mine—officially.
Jade grinds against me, making her want clear and I’m all too happy to oblige. Stumbling forward until her ass hits the kitchen island, I roughly set her down, our lips never parting. Her thighs tighten around my hips and I run my hands down to her shapely thighs. Squeezing the bare skin, I really fucking hope she didn’t put on panties.
I’ll make us breakfast and eat her out, too.
I’m completely obsessed with Jade. With her scent, her movements, with the little noises she makes as I move from her lips to her neck and suck on that spot I found earlier. I thrust against her core, pleased to find she’s warm and grinding against me. Ready to go. My fingers inch higher up her thighs and I’m going to find out if her cunt is covered or if I can eat right now.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep!
Fuck!
Jolting apart, I rush to the stove and see smoke billowing from the frying pan. The fucking pancakes are burned to a char.
Well worth it, though.
“You were cooking for me?” Jade asks with an awed smile, and I’m reminded again how shitty people have been to her.
“I was. But not very well, it seems. I still have eggs and bacon, though. Or we can go out? That’s probably a better idea. I’m an okay cook, but not that great. I mean, eggs and bacon are kinda hard to mess up. I thought that way about pancakes but look what I did.” I’m rambling. I know I am. I take a deep breath and run a hand through my hair, pushing out the air audibly. “I didn’t want to wake you up.”
She’s got a look that says she knows exactly how frazzled I’m feeling, and she thinks it’s cute. Her smile is quirked to the side, and she fiddles with the hem of my shirt.
“So you’ve said.”
“I also don’t know what you like to eat. Do you even like eggs?” I turn toward the counter. If she doesn’t like anything I have, I can run to the diner. It’s not that far at all. They’re speedy too, so I’ll be in and out in ten minutes.
Plans start forming in my mind to make sure she’s fed, but I feel her small, warm hands wrap around my waist.
“I’m not picky. I like eggs and bacon, who doesn’t?” Jade chuckles, and the knot in my chest loosens in relief. Putting my hand over hers, I smile at the domesticity of the moment. “But what I really like is you standing here, cooking for me after you fucked my brains out so nicely.”
“So ‘nicely?’” I ask, turning in her grip. “So…nicely?” I crook an eyebrow at her and bite my lip.
“I meant…” Jade starts to explain, but I want to see her squirm.
“I know what you meant, darlin’.” I turn back and shut off the burners. Food can wait. “We’ll get food later. I need to make sure that you remain ‘nicely’ fucked and satisfied.” My words reverberate between us and her mouth drops open. Kissing her roughly, I turn her around and force her over to the island.
“You remember your promise?” I growl in her ear. I want to take her and fuck her senseless, but I also want to make sure she tells me if it’s too much.
Jade nods. Her body is relaxed, and she lets me move her into the position I want.
“Good girl,” I whisper in her ear and kiss her neck. “Now, I’ve been dying to see if you put on panties before you came out. Let’s find out.” One hand pushes Jade’s torso over the island so my shirt rises higher, and the other hand finds the hem to lift it up.
I groan immediately. “Oh, baby girl,” I mutter. “Trying to entice me?”
“My panties were all wet from earlier, so I?—”
I cut her off with a bite to her neck and she groans. Her panties were destroyed because of me . I like that a little too much. My dick, already half-hard, starts to bob with want.
I run a lone finger through her folds, and she shivers, shaking her hips from side to side involuntarily. My fingertip slips inside her already soaked cunt, and I move her wetness around before sliding my fingers up to rub her clit.
Jade’s head falls back, her blonde tresses falling over her shoulders. I watch with rapture as her mouth parts on the sigh she lets out. Without thinking, I wrap my hand around her exposed throat and bring our lips together.
Jade pushes her ass back against me. I take that as a sign she’s okay with what I’m doing and push a finger into her heat. She’s tight, still so fucking tight, but my finger enters her a little easier now. My cock is at full attention now, fully ready to be buried in Jade as deeply as I can.
“Daddy,” she whines, and all my self-control is gone.
“I’m right here, baby, I’ve got you,” I moan, taking my hand from her throat to pull my dick out of my boxers, just enough to notch the head at her entrance. “I’ve got you.” I can hear how fucking desperate I sound, even though it’s only been a few hours since I had her last.
“Please, Daddy, please ,” she whimpers, leaning her head down on the cool counter, pushing her hips back so my tip slips inside. We both moan and my fingers clench her hips to hold her in place. I’m going to come far too quickly if she keeps this shit up.
“Don’t move, baby girl. Let me,” I order. I push forward slowly, teasingly, achingly into her cunt, and we both groan. She’s so fucking tight. So. Fucking. Tight.
I feel like she’s choking my cock with her pussy. It’s perfect.
“Daddy, please.” An impatient whimper. I like how vocal Jade’s becoming. How she’s welcoming her desire and letting herself be open with me.
I can’t wait to explore this side of her further. And I can’t lie—knowing I’m the only one who has had her this completely? It does something primal to me.
Pushing in with minimal resistance because of how dripping wet she is, we both sigh. It’s a relief. Like I’m finally home.
“Hold on, baby girl,” I order huskily and watch with delight as she grips the countertop. “Such a good little girl.” Moaning at my words, Jade drops her forehead and surrenders.
“Yes,” she drags out the word as I start to pump in and out of her. Finding a rhythm she likes—I know she likes it when she stands on her toes and throws her ass back against my hips with each movement—I know this won’t last long. She feels too good; she’s working my body just the right way to make me see stars and I’m too worked up already. My hand slips up her back to clasp her shoulder tightly, holding onto her for leverage.
“That’s it, fuck. That’s it, right there!” She arches back against me and I fuck into her shallowly, but roughly. My movements are so small that my cock never leaves her body. I slide my other hand to her front and start to circle her clit. I need to see Jade fall apart. I know I won’t be able to come until she does.
“Come on, baby. Come for me. I can’t come until you do,” I whisper hotly in her ear, resting my naked chest on her shirt-covered back. “I want to watch my cum paint your back. I bet your pretty little asshole will look so hot with my cum covering it.”
“Oh my god,” she cries, her head falling back, causing her ear to rest closer to my mouth.
“I want to feel you fall apart on my cock, Jade. Do as I say and be a good girl for Daddy.”
“Oh fuck!” Her eyes screw shut, and she shakes just as I feel her pussy clamp down on my cock. I groan loudly. Her hot, wet walls are milking me dry and when she cries out for me, I lose it. “ Daddy! ”
Pulling out of her abruptly, I do what I promised and jerk off aggressively, wishing it was still her cunt around me. I cry out her name and spurts of cum shoot out, covering her back and ass with white milky ropes. I watch with rapt attention as it drips down her.
“Oh, baby girl, oh god,” I groan loudly with total pleasure taking over. My hips thrust into my hand as I ride my orgasm out.
“That was…” I say, or try to say, as I catch my breath and recover from that amazing orgasm.
“You’ve ruined me, haven’t you?” Jade asks, standing and letting the shirt drop over my cum on her back. I reach over and grab the kitchen towel before turning her back around to clean her up.
“What do you mean?” I ask when I’m done. Throwing the towel toward the corner where my laundry machine is, I focus back on her.
She smirks, her lips reddened and a satisfied fucking look glinting in her eyes.
“You’ve ruined me for all other men. There’s no way sex will ever be better.”
My chest puffs up a bit, unintentionally, but most definitely noticeable.
“My pussy is molded to you now. I think I like it.”
I wrap Jade in my arms and kiss her deeply. Sliding my hand into her hair, I lightly pull on the tresses at the base of her neck.
“You better like it, because I’m your Daddy now and you are mine. Forever.” I growl, knowing that I am so fucking far gone for this girl, there’s no way out for me.