Chapter 17

"Mmm...this is good, Jonathan." I sighed as he fed me some more of the vanilla ice cream and left over apple pie that he'd warmed up for dessert for us that night.

     After he'd carried me into his bedroom and had his way with me a few times, we'd both realized we were hungry again since we hadn't even finished dinner earlier. So Jonathan volunteered to go whip us up something quickly as long as I promised not to leave the bed while he was gone.

    He grinned as he dripped some ice cream and pie onto my stomach and proceeded to lap it up from there. "Mmmm, not as good as it tastes when it's on you."

    I chuckled, "You are so bad, Jonathan."

    He pouted, "But Alex, you are so good."

    With a wicked grin, I took the bowl from him, flipped him onto his back and dripped some onto his chest. "Yum," I said in between licks, "You're right, Jonathan, this does taste better."

    He moaned as I dripped some into his navel and lapped it up with my tongue, "Alex..."

    I sighed, "I think I just changed my favorite dessert." I looked up at him and smiled, "Wonder what the rest of you tastes like."

    He hissed as the cool dessert hit his erection as I generously dripped it onto him. His hiss turned into a long, low groan as I began to lick all of the sweet sticky mess from his cock. As I closed my eyes in delight, Jonathan curled his fingers into my hair, tightening his grip when I closed my mouth over his cock and began sucking in earnest.

    It didn't take long before Jonathan was lifting his hips, pumping his cock in my mouth as I fisted what I couldn't fit into my mouth with my hand. I could feel his hands beginning to tug at my hair.

    "Alex...baby...come here..." he said in between gulps of air.

    "Mm ummm," I murmured in denial as I continued to suck on him. As I slid my free hand down to gently stroke his sac, I tightened my mouth around him and sucked harder. Jonathan couldn't resist that and suddenly came with a shout as I continued to devour him and whatever was left of the dessert.

    After licking him clean, I sat up and licked my lips, "Yep," I said as I smacked my lips together, "I've definitely found my new favorite dessert."

    He gave me his famous smirk as he lay there trying to get his breathing back. "Well, I guess I won't mind if you want to have some of that dessert again."

    I laughed and lay down next to him, snuggling into his side and slinging my arm over his chest. He pulled me closer to him, wrapping one arm around me while placing the leftover bowl on the nightstand.

    Slowly I came awake to the feel of sunlight warming my cheek and arm. Opening my eyes, I blinked the sleep from them as I took in the light filtering in through the curtains of the balcony doors. In the next instant, I became aware of Jonathan's chest gently rising and falling beneath my cheek. I smiled to myself as I tightened my arm around his waist and thought how good it was to wake up in his arms.

    Trying not to wake him, I lifted my head from his chest to look up at him. His head was turned towards me as one arm was slung over my hip and the other was against his side. The way his hair was haphazardly laying over his cheek and forehead combined with those ridiculously long eyelashes most women would kill for, made him look incredibly innocent to me. I smiled as I continued to drink him in with my eyes and thought about the light conversation we'd had before we had fallen asleep.

    "So, Sam thinks I'm cool, huh?" Jonathan asked after I'd told him that so far Alishia and Samantha were the two from my family that had been charmed by him..


     I chuckled, "Stop Jonathan! I can hear your ego inflating again!"


    "It is not!"


    "It is too!"


    "Is not!"


    I rolled my eyes, then glanced at him as he wore the usual smirk. Suddenly I widened my eyes and exclaimed, "Oh my God!"


    Jonathan frowned, "What?"

    I leaned closer to him and stared at the side of his face, "That's a lovely silver strand you have there Jonathan."


    I fell into a fit of laughter as Jonathan pushed away from me, and scrambled up to look in the mirror behind the headboard. His eyes narrowed at me in the mirror when he realized what I'd just done. "Alex! You are so going down for that!" he growled.


    I was still rolling on the bed, laughing so hard my sides hurt, "And your ego isn't inflated, is it?"


    He growled again and pounced.


    I squealed as he pinned me down and proceeded to tickle my sides. As tears of laughter rolled down my face, I told him I gave up, but the moment he let go of me, I pushed him down and returned the favor. We spent the next few minutes laughing, tickling, and finally ending with a pillow fight before we were both breathless. 

    When we had finally settled down again, we continued talking and I told Jonathan more about Samantha, Danny, and my mother. Despite the bad introduction with my father, Jonathan was still interested in meeting both my mother and older brother. We had finally fallen asleep, trading stories about our childhoods with our siblings.

    Jonathan shifted slightly in his sleep and I could feel his fingers tightening around my hip, as if he were trying to lock me to his side. I lowered my eyes and let them trace his jaw line, neck, and collar bone. Shifting my body slightly, so I could feast my eyes on more of him, I devoured his chest and abs.

     Licking my lips, I moved even farther away from him and brushed my fingers against his hip. I loved those hip lines, especially on him. Before I'd met Jonathan, no one could have told me that a man's hip lines were sexy. I knew better now, those lines, along with a distinctive collarbone and broad shoulders definitely did a number on me.

    As my fingers traced the lines of his hip, I heard him release a soft sigh. I looked up at his face to see that he was still asleep. I smiled at the fact that he seemed to react to my touch even when he wasn't awake. I glanced at the clock to see how much time I had before I had to get ready for school even as wicked thoughts fluttered through my mind.

    Once more I moved away from him and sat up on my knees. Leaning over, I placed my fingers lightly against his jaw and began to brush butterfly strokes over his skin. I went from his jaw, down his neck and over his shoulder. From the corner of his shoulder I moved back to his collar bone, leaning in closer, I brushed my lips over the skin my fingers had just traced, then sucked gently.

    Jonathan moaned and shifted once more as I continued to trail fingers and lips down his chest. Just before I reached his nipple, I felt his fingers running through my hair. I knew he was awake now, but I didn't stop what I was doing. I flicked my tongue over his nipple before sucking it into my mouth and gently nibbling on it. He moaned louder and mumbled my name. I trailed my mouth to his other nipple and repeated the process as my fingers moved farther south.

    Sliding my body over his, I slid down him and pressed kisses along his ribs and abs as my hand closed around his now hard cock. I began to slowly pump him and trailed my mouth down to suck and lick those hip lines I had been drooling over moments ago.

    His hands tightened in my hair as he groaned, "Beautiful, what you do to me!"

    I continued to pleasure him and feast on his skin until I could feel him beginning to throb in my hand. I knew he was close by then, but I wanted more. Sliding up his body, I took his lips into mine, giving him a long, wet kiss until we were both breathless. He stared up at me as I moved over him, my breasts at his eye level. I leaned over to reach into his nightstand for a condom and Jonathan wrapped an arm around my waist, lifted his head, and began sucking on my breast. I closed my eyes in bliss as my fingers found and retrieved a condom.

    I sat up and saw the pout he wore at being denied his feast. Smiling, I slid down to his thighs and rolled the condom on him before immediately impaling myself on him. He groaned in satisfaction as his hands gripped my hips to help me ride him. I leaned over him, my hands on the pillow besides his head and my hair creating a curtain around us. His hands slid to my behind, cupping me and pulling me closer to him. Once more I bent over him and offered him my breasts. He greedily took the offer and began sucking on a nipple. The more he sucked, the harder I rode him until the sounds of moans and sighs of pleasure filled the air.

    Jonathan's hands gripped my hips when I sat up and I wrapped my hands around his wrists. Using my knees as added leverage, I began bouncing on him, his hips lifting to push farther inside of me. It became to much for me to take as I felt my walls beginning to flutter.

    Throwing my head back, I screamed, "Oh yes, Jonathan!" as my orgasm thundered through my body.

    It was more than enough to send Jonathan over the edge too as I heard him gasp, "Fuck! Beautiful!"

    It was a few more moments before I finally stopped moving and collapsed against his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight. I felt him kiss the top of my head as he whispered, "You could spoil me like this you know?"

    I chuckled, "Mmmm, I like waking up like this too."

    Not long after that, Jonathan and I finally got out of bed and he made me breakfast while I showered and got ready for school. We sat and ate bacon and eggs together as I told him what my work schedule for the week was.

    He walked me to my car after breakfast, and tossed my bag into my trunk when I'd opened it. Before I got into my car, he pulled me into his arms for another breathless kiss before leaning his forehead against mine, "call me when you get home okay?"

    I nodded.

    He helped me in and leaned in to peck my cheek, "I love you, beautiful. Have a good Monday at school."

    I grinned, "Bye Jonathan."

    My grin lasted until lunch time when my two favorite people in the world finally caught up with me. I was waiting for Sarah under our usual tree when Mark and Kevin came up to me. This time, it was just the two of them. I looked up and scowled at them.

    "What do you two want now?"

    Kevin shook his head, "Alex, Alex, my dear sister you just never learn do you?"

    "What are you talking about?"

    He laughed, "Did you really think you could get me into trouble? Like mom and dad would actually think I'd do something bad."

    I narrowed my eyes, "You did! You allowed someone into the house when you knew the rules!"

    He laughed once more, "So? It was Mark. Why in the world would they mind if Mark was there or not."

    My eyes went wide, "Are you telling me they forgave you!"

    This time it was Mark who laughed, "Really, Alex! They know me. Why would they forbid Kevin from allowing me into the house? Your parents love me."

    I growled, "You threatened me Mark!"

    "No I didn't, I was just trying to make you understand that we belong together. Even your parents think so. They'd never prevent me from seeing you."

    I glared at him, "Just wait until I tell them what you tried to do to me!"

    Kevin rolled his eyes, "He didn't do anything wrong. You on the other hand, invited someone who wasn't welcome into the house. What do you think they'll say when they find out it was Jonathan who was there? Especially since dad isn't too keen on him."

    "Dad doesn't know him!"

    "Oh yes he does. I heard him talking to mom about the visit you and your friends took to the restaurant yesterday. Dad was furious that you are associating with much older men and that one of them is a flighty, dead beat who modeled for money." He laughed, "He had a few choice words about what he thinks a male model is."

    Mark grinned, "It seems daddy dear was trying to convince your mother to talk to you about forgiving me and going to prom with me. Kevin here says he's dead set on a June wedding. So, what do you say we ditch the graduation ceremony and drive to Vegas, huh? We can celebrate both graduation and the wedding all at once."

    Kevin nodded, "Yeah, that's a great idea, Mark."

    "Over my dead body!" I screamed, "God don't you ever give up? When is it going to sink into that mush you call a brain!" I glared at Kevin, "And you! Wipe that grin off your face! I'm going home and telling mom and dad that it was Mark you let in and exactly what he did. See if they let you out of your room anytime soon!"

    Kevin laughed, "They won't believe a word you say. They already forgave me. I only got grounded for the rest of the weekend. And only because they wanted me to know that I have to tell them next time when Mark is coming over."

    I glared at him, "They did not!"

    "Yep." Kevin laughed, "And from what I heard, you have a very long week ahead of you. Dad wasn't happy with your choice of friends at all."

    "Whatever!" I growled before stomping off with their laughter following behind me.

      I wasted no time once school was over to rush on home. Still angry from the confrontation with Kevin and Mark, I barged into my father's study and tossed my book bag on the floor.

    Glaring at my father I protested, "How could you let him get away with it? Kevin broke the rules and you didn't even punish him for it."

    My father looked up from his desk, "He didn't break the rules, Alex. Mark is free to come and go as he pleases, he's practically family after all."

    "He is not family! He came into the house and threatened me dad! Don't you get it?"

    "He wouldn't do that Alex. Mark cares a great deal about you. It's unbecoming of you to spread lies like that."

    I gritted my teeth, "I'm not lying. Samantha can even back me up."

    He sighed, "Your sister is too young to understand anything Alex."

    "But he practically tried to rape me! What is wrong with you!"

    "Mark wouldn't..."

    "Stop defending him! I'm your daughter! You're supposed to believe me!" I yelled, interrupting him.

    "That is enough!" My father yelled back. "I have had it with this attitude of yours! I told you that you needed to change that tone! You are grounded young lady! For one week! Until you wake up next Monday morning for school you will confine yourself to your room unless you are in class or working. No hanging out with your friends before or after school, no extracurricular activities, no visiting or staying with Alishia, no television, and no phone calls! Do I make myself clear?"

    "Crystal," I growled as I grabbed my bag up and stomped out of the study.

    "Leave your cell on the kitchen counter before you leave Alex, or you get another week!"

    I yanked my phone out of my bag, walked to the kitchen and tossed it on the counter before going to my room. As I entered, I noticed that my father had already taken out all the things that he'd grounded me from using. My stereo, television, and phone were all missing. Rolling my eyes I went about unpacking my bag, then sat down to do some homework before heading to work.

    It turned out to be the longest week of my life. I don't think I'd ever studied as much as I did that week. Confined to my room with absolutely nothing to do, I just worked on my homework, studied, and finished a couple of projects way ahead of time. I was only allowed to attend school and to go to work and to make matters worse, I was deprived of my car. I had to ride with Kevin to school and home and my mother drove me to work and picked me up. I wanted to kill Kevin every time I got into the car with him since he never hesitated to rub it in that no one would ever believe me about Mark being a bad guy.

    I had tried to talk to mom about it, but she too insisted that Mark was a wonderful young man and she didn't understand what had happened to make me become this angry adolescent. She told me that she really hoped I'd change my mind about going to the prom with Mark and that he was so understanding since he said he'd wait for me to get over whatever was wrong with me and marry me like he had originally intended. When I had insisted that I wouldn't marry Mark even if he was the last insect on earth, my mother told me to watch my mouth and the conversation had ended right there. For the rest of the week, I rode in silence with her.

    Jonathan came to my work Monday during my break when I hadn't called him like he'd asked. I told him everything that had happened at school and then later at home. I saw the emotions that went through his face as I told him everything. Anger at Mark and Kevin. Sorrow over my dad not believing me and how he viewed Jonathan. He knew he wouldn't be able to see me unless I was working, so he came every day to see me. We both knew we wouldn't see each other on Thursday or Sunday since those were the two days I was off. Every day that he came, he brought something for me to snack on and we would disappear into the back room to be alone.
   
    By Friday I was climbing the walls. My parents were still refusing to believe me and I had heard them discussing plans to talk to Mark and his dad about a June wedding. I couldn't believe the nerve of them and vented my frustration to Sarah at lunch on Friday.

    "Can you believe this? My parents are trying to have me wedded to Mark by June! June! My father doesn't even want me to go to college anymore! How can they be so blind! How can they not see what a jerk Mark is?"

    Sarah sighed, "I dunno girlfriend. Maybe I could talk to them."

    I rolled my eyes, "They won't believe you Sarah. Kevin has brainwashed them into believing you are conspiring with me too. And you were there when dad met Jonathan, so dad won't listen to you. He's even told Alishia he's disappointed in her judgment about what's right for me."

    Sarah shook her head, "Man, Alex, what are you going to do?"

    I shrugged, "I don't know. I'm just waiting to get ungrounded and then Jonathan and I are going to talk about it. He said he'd help me with school if I needed it, but I haven't told him about the June wedding everyone but me is planning." At the look on her face I continued, "I can't tell him yet Sarah. Not until I can sit down with him and make sure he understands that it'll never happen. You know how he reacted from the restaurant. Imagine what he'll do when he finds out about my parents plans."

    Sarah sighed, "Just don't wait too long Alex, you have to be honest with him, you made a deal remember?"

    I nodded, "Yeah. I'm gonna tell him as soon as we can have some time together." When she nodded I smiled, "But enough of my grumbling, what about you? How's Darryl? Or are you still mad at him?"

    At the mention of Darryl, Sarah perked up, "He asked me to be his girlfriend," she gushed.

    "He did! When did this happen? What did you say?"

    "He came by my house Tuesday when I still didn't return his phone calls. He'd sent me flowers Monday and Tuesday and then showed up that evening saying he was sorry and could we please talk about it. So I let him in and he told me he cared about me and asked if I'd be his girlfriend because he really needs me and I'm his muse when he creates his dishes." she laughed, "His muse! Can you believe he said that? Oh Alex, he was so cute, trying to apologize and stumbling over the words to ask me that I just couldn't say no!"

    I laughed, "So, you and he, huh?"

    Sarah nodded, "Yeah, he's my boyfriend. Isn't that wonderful! I'm dating a chef! God I'm gonna get so fat!"

    We both laughed at that. That wasn't true and we both knew it. Sarah was like my brother Danny, they both had such high metabolisms that they could eat a house and still not gain an inch. It often made me want to gag at their ability to eat anything they wanted and not suffer for it.

    I gave Sarah a hug as I said, "I'm happy for you Sarah. Darryl was obsessing over it for days! He even asked Jonathan for advice on how to go about asking you to be his girlfriend."

    She chuckled for a few minutes before sobering again, "So, how's Jonathan taking this separation, seriously?"

    I sighed, "He's trying to be strong, but I know it hurts him that my dad doesn't think much of him. I think he's also hiding the worry I know he has about losing me to Mark. I told him I wouldn't leave him for Mark, but he thinks I won't have a choice."

    Sarah nodded, "Sounds like the two of you need some serious one on one time."

    I agreed, "Yeah, but it's not easy is it? Between school and work, I don't often have time to spend alone with him. And I'm willing to bet my dad isn't going to be keen on me going anywhere he's not familiar with once I'm no longer grounded."

    Sarah nodded, "Yeah, he'll want to keep a leash on you."

    I frowned, "Gee Sarah, thanks."

    She shook her head, "No! I mean, we have to come up with a way for you to get time to talk to Jonathan."

    "Yeah, especially since Alishia is out of the picture. I know she won't be able to cover for me anymore. My dad will be suspicious."

    Sarah was silent for a few minutes before she sat up straight, "Wait! Spring Break is coming up in a couple of weeks! What if we plan a way for you to spend that week with Jonathan?"

    I frowned, "How are we going to do that?"

    Sarah grinned, "I have an idea. Let me look into it and I'll tell you as soon as I know it's viable."

    "I don't know, Sarah."

    "Girlfriend, trust me. I got your back."