Chapter 59 Jonah
JONAH
Itook a few deep breaths to calm myself down, but they did absolutely nothing to help.
It had been a shit day at work. Dad had always said I’d grow into the role, that the responsibility would feel natural eventually.
Months in, and I still felt like an imposter behind that mahogany desk when all I wanted was to be back in conference rooms listening to passionate founders pitch their dreams.
Coming home to the love of my life was the only highlight of my day.
“Lexi,” I said, a warning note in my voice, “you’re spending the night with me.”
She turned around without a word, walking away to the guest room, her hips swaying.
I followed her, deeply uncomfortable with our fight and knowing that I couldn’t spend one night away from her.
Not after everything I’d fought to have her here with me.
“Go away,” she said as I put a hand out to stop her from closing the door.
“You can’t make me,” I growled, leaning against the doorway.
I could see it in the pain and hurt in her eyes. I stepped away from the door and walked in.
“I’m done talking to you for today,” she said, and I grunted.
I crossed into the room and reached her, my hands slipping under her soft shift to caress her hips.
“Good, because what I have planned doesn’t involve any talking.”
“Jonah,” she said in warning, “we’re not—”
The rest of her words were swallowed in a kiss that she initially fought and then yielded to with a sigh.
“Say that again. Go on. I dare you,” I said between kisses while I traced my lips down her neck and she sighed, aroused.
“We’re not having se—”
She stopped while my hands reached under her shirt to find her braless. I lowered my head to suck her nipple through her shirt, and her hands fisted my hair as the two of us fell back in the bed.
“I’m mad at you,” she gasped as she pulled my head closer while I sucked her so hard that she whimpered. “Are you crazy?” she demanded.
“I’ve decided this is how we’ll end arguments that we don’t agree on,” I said. I pulled her shirt up and revealed full, bare breasts.
“Our argument hasn’t ended,” she said, beginning to pant as I kissed her hard nipple.
I palmed her breast, gently at first and then squeezed it tighter, watching as her nipple beaded even more.
She closed her eyes, her back arching as I lavished attention on her.
I snaked one arm under her back and pulled her closer, tugging at her nipple first, and then nibbling and pinching while she writhed and trembled under my touch.
Mine.
I was the only one who could make her gasp.
“That’s it, princess,” I gasped, running one hand up her thigh and finding the hem of her shorts. “Do you want more?”
She gasped, her mouth falling open, “Jonah,” she panted, “please. I need to come.”
I grinned, and determined to tease her, I snaked a hand under her shorts, finding her bare.
I raised an eyebrow, and she grinned at me.
“I wanted to surprise you with plans of my own,” she began while I growled.
“But first,” I said, bending down to lick her clit through her thin shorts.
I could feel her wetness, and as she bucked against my tongue, I knew she was desperate for relief.
“Not so fast, princess.”
I watched her muscles clench as I made her wait. I flicked my tongue over her again, dragging it slowly and up and down her shorts, until I found her swollen clit. I licked it in shallow circles, feeling the tremors that rocked her body while her fingers fisted the blankets.
“Jonah,” she begged again, her breaths shallow as she raised her hips to bring me deeper.
“What do you want?”
“You,” she begged. “I want you.”
“I want you too, baby,” I said. “I love the way you taste,” I said, drawing this out while she writhed under me. “I’m not going to end this very soon.”
I used my hands to spread her legs wider, and this time, I reached through the leg of her shorts to get direct access to her clit. Thank heavens her shorts were loose, and I could feel her wet warmth coating my tongue as I licked and sucked while she began to tremble under my touch.
“Don’t come yet,” I warned as I nuzzled her pussy.
“Argh, you’re horrible,” she snapped back.
Using my fingers, I pulled her shorts down, exposing her bare pussy while she lifted her hips, letting me slide her shorts all the way down to her ankles.
“Here. That’s better,” I said while she tried to push her hips up closer to me. “No, this stays down.” I pulled her hips back down.
“Monster,” she snapped back but obeyed.
This time, when I reached her swollen clit, I used my teeth to graze her sensitive spot, being both rough and gentle while she moaned and screamed my name. Her head was down on the mattress, eyes fluttering closed while I lapped and licked her.
My beautiful princess.
Eating her out was a privilege, and I couldn’t think of a better way to tell her how much she meant to me.
“Ah, I’m coming,” she moaned while I picked up speed.
I added a few fingers inside her, pumping them in her, while her body shook with tremors, and she came with a cry.
She relaxed against the bed while I crawled in next to her, scooping her into my arms and holding her close.
“How did that feel?”
“I still hate you,” she said matter-of-factly. “Even if you give the world’s best orgasms.”
“Oh, yes, our fight isn’t done,” I said, settling over her and spreading her legs apart with my knee.
“We’re simply on a hiatus,” she added, and I grinned as I set my elbows down on either side of her face and straddled her.
“Come here, you,” she said, hungrily, reaching over to run her hands over my back while I positioned myself next to her entrance. “And don’t go slow this time.”
She was beautiful and tight, and I eased my way in until my cock was one-fourth of the way in, and I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I pumped hard into her while she gripped my back, her nails digging in with every deep thrust.
“Jonah,” she gasped after a large thrust.
The way her walls tightened and clenched around my shaft drove me wild, and I bent my head, sucking her breast to help her relax while I rode her deep and hard.
Her eyes fell shut, and her head rammed against the headboard as our bodies slapped against each other, and she held on to me tight for dear life while I fucked my anger out of my body. And she took it all.
“Good girl,” I whispered as I drove deeper into her. “Look at you, taking me raw and hard. You’re wonderful.”
Wet and hard, I groaned in ecstasy when she wrapped her legs around my hips. She squeezed around my cock while I rode her harder and faster.
“God, Lexi, your pussy was made for me.” Thrust. “It’s like a tight, wet hug to my dick.” Thrust. “And nothing feels as good as having a part of me in you.”
One more deep thrust, and I bit down on her neck just as I knew I was close. “Jesus, Lexi. You’re the damn best sex I’ve ever had.”
When I came, spilling myself into her, I held her close, my body shuddering as I released all the pent-up tension. After a few minutes, I wiped her off with a towel I’d found in a drawer next to her bed, and we fell back to bed, still naked.
“Come here,” I said, scooping her up closer.
Bringing one arm over to cup her breast, I slid my semi-hard cock back inside her.
“Is this okay?”
“To be inside me while we sleep? It’s more than okay,” she said, turning her face to kiss me. “It’s perfect.”
I squeezed her nipple and kissed her neck tenderly, feeling her warmth around my cock.
“I love you,” she whispered, holding me tight, even as my mind was racing.
“I love you too,” I muttered, holding her hand in mine.
But after she slept, I kept wondering if Lexi was right about her opinion of my dad, no matter how much it had hurt. And the hurt on Lexi’s face when I argued with her haunted me as I closed my eyes later that night.