My Guardian Angel (21 page)

“Good.” He grinned. “Now, let’s say we leave our food here and I fuck you hard on the couch.” He lowered his eyes
as the cute little grin he had before changed into something more sinister.

“I don’t know
,” I teased.

“You do know
,” he said more forcefully as he yanked me up and pulled me to the couch. He threw my duvet and pillow onto the floor.

“Take your clothes off
,” he growled. My belly dropped and I was instantly wet. He leaned in and whispered, “On all fours.” My body reacted to his low and forceful command. “Butt up! I want to see that fine ass of yours while I fuck you,” he growled low into my ear as the vibrations rippled through me, hitting me right at my core.

I did as I was told and took off my clothes, leaving
my body bare. Jason watched me as each layer of clothing came off. His eyes deepened in color. A quiet predator began to emerge as he sat on the arm of the couch taking me in.

“I said all fours
, Kassia,” he repeated. His voice only grew more ominous. I slowly knelt down on my cushions and placed my hands at the back end of the couch.

“Arch your back
, baby.” He rose up from where he sat and came up from behind me. I arched my back and looked over my shoulder. “Very nice,” he murmured, as he watched me through hooded eyes. He placed his hand on my butt cheek and began to gradually caress it. My pussy clenched the moment he started. “You like it,” he said roughly. “Look at me, Kass,” he ordered.

I looked back again and watched as Jason continued to feather my butt.
He raised his hand and brought it back down, slapping my ass hard. “I love your ass,” he groaned. I felt the stinging and it was exquisite. “You like pain.” He grinned. He smacked me a few more times, each harder then the next. I arched instinctively each time.

“Fuck baby, I wish you could see what I see.
You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” he whispered. His voice was full of desire. I heard the sound of his jeans zipper. He then took both cheeks and held them tightly as he spread them and placed his cock in between and began to slowly rock back and forth.

“Jason
,” I mewled.

“Yeah
, baby.” He kept using my cheeks to stroke his cock. “Say it!” he bit out.

“Fuck me, Jason. Fuck me!” I groaned. His one hand moved down and swiped my pussy.

“Nice and wet,” he murmured as he surged inside me. I rocked forward, all the air within me escaping. “That’s it, Kass...fuck me, fuck my cock,” he said as I began to bear down and push back. He slapped me again and I yelped in pain. He moved his hand over my thigh and found my clit. “You’re dripping, baby. Goddamn it, you are so fuckin’ responsive, I love it. Your pussy was made for my cock,” he said while he gritted his teeth as he circled my clit.

“Jason!” I cried out.

“I know baby,come!” he barked.

An overwhelming flood came through me as my body convulsed. Jason continued to fuck me as I came around his throbbing cock. “God, Kassia. Your pussy is clamping down on me...Fuck!” He slapped my butt one more time then tore his cock from my pussy. I felt his hot cum spray all over my back.

Jason held onto me, trying to catch his breath.

“Kass baby, you’re
fuckin’ amazing,” he said as he peppered kisses all over my backside. “Stay, I’ll get a towel to clean you up.” Jason left me and went to the kitchen. I stood up from the couch and felt Jason’s cum slowly trickle down my back. It felt erotic and carnal, like he had marked me.

“Don’t worry, I'm cleaning it up
,” he said. I felt the warm dishtowel slide up my thigh and all the way up to my shoulders.

“Well, you came a lot.” I laughed.

“Of course, I'm a young virile man. You should be proud to have a piece of hot ass like me.”

I rolled my eyes and fake gagged.

He discarded the towel and made us
lay down onto the couch. I pulled the duvet over us to keep us warm.

“Jason?” I asked quietly
, turning to face him. “Tell me about your parents.” I wanted to know about my Jason; to know what he had lost, how I could try to make it better, to at least see if I could somehow make him happy. He threaded his fingers through my hair and slowly caressed my chin with his thumb.

“My mother was a doctor, a heart surgeon.
Her name was Tessa and my father was Mike. My father was a doctor, too.” He gave me a faint smile. I reached up and began to slowly caress his face as he spoke. “They met in med school. My father apparently continued to tease her every time he saw her. I guess my old man must have liked my mom early on. In the end, they ended up together and got married. They had my brother almost right away.” He stopped and kissed my forehead.

“
So, your brother was older?”

“Yeah, by twelve years.
I loved him a lot. I looked up to him. He was my big, cool, older brother. But he changed when he got to his last year in high school. My parents tried to figure out why, but couldn’t. His first year in college was a disaster. That’s when my parents found out he was abusing heroin. It got a lot worse after that. They went to counseling and finally they decided to cut him out of their lives. They hit the bottom line, I guess. My mom hoped that would wake him up, but it didn’t. He kept saying they wanted me, not him. It was the drugs talking. I knew he loved me, but at that time all he could see was his need. He said he’d kill me if he ever saw me again. I got scared, but my parents told me to ignore him, that he was just on a bad trip. Everything slowly began to go back to normal. A year passed since we had seen or heard from Joey. That was his name. That was the name of my brother.” Tears began to line Jason’s eyes as he spoke. “Joey came in and I got scared. What if he came for me? That’s when I ran into the cabinet underneath the stairs.”

I put my fingers up to his lips and stopped him.
I knew perfectly well what had happened after that.

“I love you
, Jason,” I murmured, as I drew him closer to hold him.

“I love you
, too,” he whispered and he eased into my embrace. “So much that I ache at the thought of you.”

Jealousy

“So
, you’re telling me your brother is getting hitched?” Genna cried out over the music club. Ginny’s Supper Club was packed like usual. Thank God for Genna and her connections. I loved coming here. The place was right out of the roaring 20s. Most of the time I expected Nucky Thompson or Lucky Luciano to walk right through. “Fuck! He was my go to guy,” she murmured.

“
Your what?” I looked at her incredulously.

“You know, the guy you would hook up with eventually when all the guys in Manhattan
had enough of me.” She shrugged.

“Ouch!” s
he cried out as she massaged the shoulder I punched.

“So
, I hear Jason’s moving in.” Tara reached for her cocktail and smiled.

“Yeah
, he is,” I admitted kind of sheepishly.

We had been together for some time now and we both felt it was a natural progression.
I was nervous, there was no doubt about that. I hadn’t ever lived with anyone before and this most certainly would be a first of many things to come with Jason.

“So
, what’s he going to do with his gorgeous condo?” Genna asked.

“Lease it out.”
I took the bottle of water and chugged it.

“Nervous?” Genna smiled.

“Is it obvious?” I chewed on my lower lip.

“No
, not at all,” she said sarcastically. “You look just peachy.”

“Screw you.” I stuck out my tongue.

“Ladies.” Jason’s deep voice made me forget how nervous I was and how much I wanted to take him home and fuck his brains out.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to dance with my girl.”

“Go ahead. Your girl looks like she
is about to eat you alive, here and now,” Tara offered, waving her hand at me.

“Now
, that I would love to see,” Genna laughed.

“Bitches, be quiet please
,” I bit back trying to hold back my laughter.

Jason took my hand and led me to an overcrowded dance floor.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and began to dance with me. I loved the way his body felt. I felt the abs underneath his white shirt, even his beautiful sculpted arm muscles felt amazing as he held me close.

“Do you have any idea how mouthwatering you are?” I nuzzled near his ear and slowly nibble
d at his lobe.

“I know.” He grinned.

“Oh, so I see, you’re the conceited type,” I mocked.

“Can’t help it
, babe, I'm hot. I look hot and I'm sweet. I have the complete package,” his voice dropped a little, I knew I was affecting him. I leisurely licked his ear and then pulled back.

“No! You’re not the complete package.
But with me on your arm, you’re close to it,” I laughed.

“You’re such a tease wearing that little skirt of yours and I love you for it
,” he growled. “It’s time to go home.” He intertwined our fingers and pulled me off the dance floor. “Sorry ladies, but I have to take her home,” he said as he took my things.

“We saw what she did.
You take her home and you make her pay.” Genna acted shocked at my behavior. I laughed. I was barely able to say bye as Jason pulled me through the club.

“Jason!” I screamed as he slapped my butt. He threw me over his shoulders and swung me around outside my home, the home which soon would be his. “I can’t believe you. Put me down already!”

“No.” He smacked me again and I laughed.

“It’s still early! We could have stayed longer with the girls!” I yelled.

“It’s your fault for doing what you did.
You started this, now you have to take responsibility for my hard-on,” he said happily. Of course he was happy.

“Kassia?” Jason stood still and I froze.
“Kassia? Kassia is that you?” Jason slid me off his shoulder and placed me behind him. “So, I see Ray-Bans and you are back together,” Jeremy said ruefully.

“What are you doing here?” I asked
, annoyed that my happy moment was ruined by a douche.

“I wanted to see how you were doing
,” he said as he inched closer. Not the smartest idea on his part. Jason shifted as his stance became aggressive. “It’s all good there, Ray-Bans man. I was just passing by and wanted to say hello. But I see now that my presence isn’t welcomed,” he sounded aggrieved.

“It never was welcomed here
, Jeremy. Come on, Jason, let’s go.” I took him by the arm and yanked him up the stairs. I knew he never once let Jeremy out of his sight. I unlocked the door and let us in before anything ensued.

Great
, my night was shot. I knew Jason enough to know he would brood about this.

“Let it out
,” I said, as I stood by the door. Jason had already made his way into the house.

“What’s to say?”
he growled. He was pissed.

“Jason, I never dated him.
You can ask anyone. He was the one who wanted more, not me,” I said flatly.

“It’s fine, let’s go to bed
,” he muttered as he went upstairs.

I let my head drop back and hit my front door. “
Fuckin’ Jeremy,” I mumbled.

Jason was in the shower. Ouch. I was going to assume it was a cold one, since his hard-on had only gotten worse the moment we stepped into the car.

“Jason?” I knocked, but he didn’t answer.
“Jason, I'm coming in.” I said, as I opened the door. There he was naked in the shower. It had to be cold because the moment I walked in my body shivered.

“Jason! Are you crazy
?” I nearly shouted as I turned on the hot water. “You’ll catch a cold or something.” But he didn’t answer. “Why are you so angry? I didn’t do anything wrong!” I stated.

“I'm not mad at you.
Just leave it alone,” he bit out.

“No, I want to talk about it.
Why are you so angry?” I asked, waiting for his answer.

, Oh, fuck this! I stepped into the shower clothes and all, grabbed his face, and kissed him. His lips were tight and his muscles ridged; I licked his lips begging to be let in. Jason slowly relented and eased up as his hands grabbed me. He nearly threw me up against the wall of the shower as the water rained down on us. He ripped my shirt off and pulled my skirt up. He stopped for a moment and stared into my eyes. The same grey eyes as when he was a boy. Jason was scared and vulnerable. He rested his head on mine as he entered me. The water cooled off my hot skin as Jason slowly fucked me. My pussy was greedy for his cock; I pushed down and gyrated my hips. Jason moved in a rhythmic pace as he dug his fingers in my shoulders, pushing me down and forcing me not to move.

“Kassia, I love you
,” he said in a tortured voice.

“Jason, I love you
, too,” I said breathlessly.

Jason hammered inside me, making my already worked pussy wither further.
My body quivered as my orgasm barreled down. Jason’s pace quickened as he rocked harder into me. His head fell back as he clenched his teeth. His hand grabbed my ass and held it like a vise as he came.

“I'm sorry
,” he said quietly. “I was upset, not at you, but at myself for getting jealous. I know you love me. I'm sorry,” he said softly. I smiled and kissed him.

“Just remember this when I get jealous,
because you know that’s going to happen.” I laughed.

“Why?” He looked puzzled.

“Really? A young hot SWAT officer like yourself, walking around Manhattan? Yeah, I'm pretty much screwed.” I winked.