Chapter 24

I stood in the door of Jonathan’s bedroom and let my gaze wander over everything in the room. I was trying to get used to the idea that this was my new home.

After I had made the call to Jonathan, he’d made it to my house in less than ten minutes. Wisely, he’d called me back and told me he was outside waiting for me. Still feeling shell shocked, I’d managed to gather up my bags and toss them out of my bedroom window where Jonathan was waiting. I’d climbed out after them, landing in Jonathan’s arms. Once he was certain I was able to walk, he’d gathered up my bags and led me to his car. Soon, we were on our way back to his house where he’d told me to go on in and he’d get my bags.

“Hey,” he whispered, jolting me out of my musings. “You okay?”

I nodded as I moved out of the way, allowing Jonathan to take my bags into his bedroom. I stood against the wall and watched as he set them down on the floor next to the closet before walking over to his chest of drawers.

He opened two drawers and began piling his things into one, emptying out the other. As he worked he said, “Okay, I can combine my clothes into two drawers so that’ll leave two for you. And there’s plenty of room in the closet for me to have one side and you the other. If you still need more room, we can just work on finding the space. I can even go out and buy another set of drawers if I have to, okay?”

When I didn’t say anything, he stopped working and looked up at me, “Alex?”

I blinked, “Huh?”

He frowned, straightened up, and walked over to me. Sliding a hand up my arm he asked, “Are you sure you’re okay, beautiful?”

At his endearment, my lips began to tremble. A sob escaped my lips and Jonathan pulled me into his arms.

He walked me over to the bed and sat down, holding me close, “It’s going to be okay, beautiful. Everything will work out, you’ll see.”

Jonathan allowed me to cry against his chest as he caressed my back and continued to whisper soothing words to me. He held me until the last sob finally faded from my body.

Sarah was waiting for me at my locker the next morning. After Jonathan had dropped me off with a kiss and promise that he would be there to pick me up after school, I’d shouldered my bag and walked silently into the building.

“Alex!” I looked up in time to see her quickly move to my side, enveloping me in a hug, “Darryl told me what happened. How are you holding up?”

I returned her hug with a sigh, “I’m doing better now, thanks.”

Sarah released me so that I could get my books from my locker. “Want to tell me what really happened?”

I shrugged, “What we all knew would happen. I got home and found my father waiting for me in my bedroom. We had words. He still refuses to believe me over Mark and grounded me until school is over.”

Sarah frowned, “You’re kidding! Did he know you went to prom with Jonathan?”

“Yeah, Mark told him and I told him that the reason Mark knew I was there was because he’d gone to prom with another girl whom he’d slept with.”

“No! You didn’t!”

“Yes I did and I told him she wasn’t the only one he’d slept with.”

“Alex! God! What did he say to that?”

I gritted my teeth, “He said Mark wouldn’t have felt the need to stray if I’d just slept with him myself.”

Sarah gasped in mortification, “What!”

“Yep, and then he grounded me. Of course, that was after he’d also slapped me.”

Now Sarah was livid, “He hit you!”

I turned to look at her, “He slapped me and told me I was grounded and forbidden to hang out with any of my friends anymore. He said they were all just using me to get to his money and everything else and I was too naïve to see it. I even tried to tell him who Jonathan really was, so he could understand that he’s not using me, but my father wouldn’t even let me say a word.” I lowered my head as I repeated, “He wouldn’t even let me say a word.”

“Oh Alex,” Sarah whispered as she wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

I looked up at her and smiled, “It’s okay. I’m better now. Jonathan and I talked last night after he comforted me. I think I was just shocked that it actually happened even though I knew it would. But we talked and Jonathan told me there are things I can do to make sure my father or Mark can’t touch me. He’s looking into it while I’m here at school. He said he’d have some info by the time he comes to pick me up after school.”

Sarah nodded, “Right. What can they really do Alex? Your father can’t really tell you what to do since you are already eighteen years old and you have a job, so you can support yourself.”

I nodded, “I know that, but this is my father we are talking about. I know he’ll find some way to try to control me. That’s why Jonathan is checking things out. To make sure my father won’t be able to throw some strange court order or something at me.”

Sarah nodded, “I hear you. He’s covering all your bases.”

I grinned, “Yep.”

As the bell began to ring signaling the beginning of the school day, I slipped my arm into Sarah’s and we walked towards our first class.

Sarah chuckled and when I gave her a questioning look, she asked, “So, how’s it feel to actually get to live with your boyfriend and wake up to him every day now?”

As she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, I gave her a dreamy smile, “It’s heaven,” I breathed.

As we walked into our first class, we were giggling like the love struck teenagers we were.

Thankfully, the day went by smoothly without any drama. I didn’t even see Kevin or Mark, whom I was certain would be harassing me since I moved out. I thought my father would have thrown a fit once he realized I was gone and made sure the entire house knew about it. I was even expecting him to come parading into the school to find me, but he never showed up and I didn’t see hide nor hair of Kevin or Mark.

Of course, I should have known they’d all be there waiting to ambush me after school. As I made my way to the area where students were picked up or dropped off by cars or buses, I could see Jonathan’s car waiting in line with the rest. I smiled at him when he saw me and smiled. With a skip in my step, I made my way through the other students towards my boyfriend until I noticed the familiar black Mercedes parked not too far from the line Jonathan was in.

Jonathan noticed the smile fading from my lips as I slowed my steps. I squared my shoulders, lifted my chin, and prepared for the drama I knew was coming. Even though I was looking directly at the Mercedes, I saw Jonathan turn his head to look at what I was looking at before he quickly looked behind him to make sure he could get out of line without causing a collision.

As Jonathan drove his car into a parking space, I walked to the edge of the sidewalk where Kevin and Mark were waiting. Both of them were wearing cocky grins.

I looked from one to the other before looking off towards Jonathan, who was now getting out of his car. “Well, if it isn’t dumb and dumber,” I drawled.

“Whatever.” answered Kevin, “Dad wants a word with you.”

I glared at him, “What? It isn’t enough to be Mark’s lackey, now you gotta be father’s too?”

Mark rolled his eyes, “Look, you’re going to go over there and talk to him or we can do this the hard way.”

Now I glared at Mark, “Ooooh. I’m so scared.” I growled at him, “Go ahead, touch me, I’ll scream bloody murder.” Before either one of them could say another word, I walked briskly by them and headed towards the Mercedes.

My father got out of the car and moved to the front of it when he saw me making my way towards him. Jonathan  waited until he saw me walking towards my father before he too began to make his way over there.

I reached my father first with a “I’m told you wanted a word.”

My father narrowed his eyes, “Just what did you think you were going to accomplish by sneaking out of the house last night?”

“Gee, let me think. I figured since you didn’t want to listen to a word I had to say, I’d just go somewhere else where someone would listen.”

“Oh, really and what makes you think he’ll listen once he finds out the money isn’t there anymore?”

That made me laugh. I knew that was coming. And I couldn’t help but keep on laughing at the absurdity of it all. All I could think was that this was sounding ridiculously like what Jonathan had gone through all those years ago. Only this time, I knew Jonathan wouldn’t disappear the way his so called friends had.

My father, Mark, and Kevin stared at me like I’d lost my mind until I managed to catch my breath. When I did, I sighed, “Oh come on! This is like a scene out of one of those Molly Ringwald movies back in the eighties! Really, father, did you think I’d toe your line if you threatened to take all the money away?” I asked. “Cause you must be forgetting that I already have a job. Oh, and I have something else you haven’t seen yet.”

Mark arched an eyebrow, “And what exactly is that?”

I grinned and pointed to Jonathan who had been standing behind my father’s car, out of sight, “I have him.”

They all turned to look at Jonathan who was now making his way towards us. My father turned back to me with a frown, “That guy? Maybe I didn’t make myself clear. If you stay with him, I will disown you!”

I rolled my eyes, “Trust me, I got that the first time.”

Jonathan walked past the three of them, ignoring them until he was standing at my side. As he did, he slid an arm around my waist and kissed my cheek, “Hi honey,” he said, “are we having problems already?”

I sighed, “He’s disowning me for living with you.”

Mark growled, “You’re living with him! Are you out of your mind?” He turned to my father, “You’re going to let her shack up with that?”

Before my father could say a word, I snapped at Mark, “Listen, Mr. O’Connor, this conversation is between me, my father, and my boyfriend only. Why don’t you go and find your latest bimbo and see if she wants to play with you? And while you’re at it, take dopey here with you.” I finished, jerking my thumb at Kevin.

He took a step towards me which made Jonathan tense up besides me, but my father held up a placating hand.

“Mark, listen why don’t you and Kevin head back to the house. Alex and I will meet you there in few, okay?”

I wasn’t going back to the house with him, but Jonathan and I knew better than to say anything until they were gone. Thankfully, Mark gave my father a look before finally nodding and telling Kevin he’d meet him at the house.

We waited until the two of them had left before my father turned to look at me with a frown, “Now, do you mind explaining to me what you meant by that comment you made about your living arrangements?”

I rolled my eyes, “It wasn’t a comment. It’s the truth.”

“You’re not living with him Alex.”

“Yes I am.”

“I am your father! I make the decisions!”

“Actually, Mr. McCain, you can’t legally make any decisions for Alex anymore.” Jonathan said, in a very calm, yet authoritative voice.

It was enough to make my father finally acknowledge him, “What is that supposed to mean?”

“It means Alex is eighteen years old and has a job. Since she is legally an adult and has a means of income, you can’t legally make any decisions about her life.”

My father narrowed his eyes at him, “Now you listen to me young man, I don’t know who you think you are, but this is my daughter we are talking about. I know what kind of life she’s used to and I know she will keep wanting that lifestyle. She can’t have it on the salary from her so called job and I can guarantee you can’t give it to her either.”

“Father!” I muttered, “Do you think maybe you could get off your soap box for a few minutes and listen to me!”

“Soap box! I’m just…”

“Listen to me!” I shouted, “I am not a little girl anymore and you will just have to get used to it! Now, there’s some things you have to know! One, I have never lived that lifestyle you claim I do. That’s Kevin and mom! Two, you can keep your money and everything else ‘cause I don’t want it and when you go back to the house, take a look around my old room. You’ll find I only took the things I bought with my own money. Everything you ever got me is still there! Including the cell phone and the car! And finally, number three! Father, I’d like you to officially meet the man you claim is using me to get to your money!”

I turned to Jonathan as I continued, “Meet Jonathan Parker, he’s the eldest son of David Parker. I’m sure you’ve heard of that name. You know, Parker Estates?” At my father’s stunned look I added, “Yeah, the one that Jonathan will inherit when it’s his turn! So, you see, I don’t need anything from you and I would appreciate it if you, Mark, and everyone else just stayed away from me!” With that, I grabbed Jonathan’s hand and growled, “Let’s go, it’s been a long day and I’m getting a headache.”

Jonathan let me drag him off even as he turned his head and nodded to my father, “Nice to meet you Mr. O’Connor, see you around.”

All my father could do was stand there gaping at the two of us as we climbed into Jonathan’s Ferrari and headed home.

“Mmmm Alex,” Jonathan moaned into my mouth as I continued to strip him of his clothes. I’d already stripped mine off the minute we’d gotten inside of his apartment, then I’d attacked his mouth and proceeded to get him as naked as I was.

“Yes, baby, you taste good too.” I mumbled against his lips.

“I thought you had a headache?” he whispered as my lips made their way down his throat towards his chest.

“It’s going away.” I answered between licks of his skin.

“Oh.” That was all he said for a few moments as I continued to make my way down his chest and abdomen. “Alex?”

“Hm?” I murmured as I nibbled his hip.

“Don’t you think you were a little harsh with your father?”

“Nope.”

“Alex…”

“Jonathan,” I said as I lifted my head to look up at him from where I was now kneeling, “less talk, more play.”

“I think we need to talk about this.”

I nodded, “We’ll talk. But later.” With that, I leaned in and licked his cock from the base to the tip.

Jonathan gasped and his head fell back against the wall as I took the length of him into my mouth. It effectively ended all conversation as his hands buried themselves in my hair, guiding me into the rhythm he liked. I curled one hand around the base of him as I continued to suck on him, tightening the grip of both hand and mouth.

Suddenly Jonathan growled and tugged on my shoulders, “Beautiful, stop.”

I growled a no, but Jonathan was persistent. “Alexxxx!” he hissed, “I want to taste you too!”

That got my attention. I let go of him and Jonathan lifted me up into his arms, carrying me into the bedroom.

He lay me on the bed, pulling me down until my hips were at the edge of the bed, before he went down to his knees. He lifted my legs and hooked my knees over his shoulders before leaning in and blowing against my heated skin.

I gasped as I heard him whisper, “You are so beautiful.”

Then I felt his tongue taking one long lick up to my bundle of nerves before he took it into his mouth and gently sucked. I arched off the bed with a long low moan of his name as he continued to swirl his tongue over my clit and slowly slid a finger inside of me.

Lifting my hips, I used my legs as leverage to bring him closer to my core. He readily obeyed my moans as he continued to pleasure me. Soon, his tongue was alternately sliding in and out of me and flicking my clit, making me dig my fingers into the bed spread and tighten my grip on his shoulders.

As he took my clit into his mouth once more and began sucking harder, he slid two fingers inside of me, pumping them in time to the movements of his mouth. It didn’t take long before I was screaming his name in ecstasy as a powerful orgasm took hold of me.

Jonathan spent a few moments lapping up my juices before peeling my legs off his shoulders and standing up. I was still lost in the aftershocks rippling through my body, but I was aware of him shifting me until I was fully laying on the bed and he was sliding his body over mine.

I moaned in bliss when he pressed my body down into the mattress with his and immediately slid into me. He lifted my legs and wrapped them around his hips before sliding his hands up my thighs, past my hips, and to my breasts.

As he began to slide in and out of me, he cupped my breasts in his hands and teased the nipples with his thumbs. I arched into his hands with a whimper, tightening my legs around his hips to take him deeper.

Jonathan gave me a deep hungry kiss before burying his face in my neck and picking up his speed. I wrapped my arms around his body and slid my hands down his back enjoying the feel of his muscles moving beneath my hands.

When I gripped his ass in my hands, he threw his head back and groaned, “Alex, I’m close, beautiful.”

“I know, Jonathan.” I panted, “So am I.”

I lifted my head and licked his collar bone, all the while gripping his behind in my hands and meeting him thrust for thrust.

Just as I gasped and threw my head back against the bed, Jonathan yelled my name as he came hard inside of me.

I went over the edge with him shouting, “Yes! God yes! Jooonathan!”

“Alex?” I heard Jonathan whisper later, as we both lay tangled together, dozing on and off.

“Hm?”

“I know you’re angry with him, but he’s still your father.”

I sighed, “Not now Jonathan.”

He tightened his arm that was wrapped around my waist, keeping my body glued to his, “Just promise me you’ll think about this. I was angry at my own father once, you know that. But we eventually talked things out. Just give him some time, then talk to him again. He should be ready to listen to you then.”

“Okay.”

“Promise?”

“Yes.”

He kissed my cheek, whispering, “I love you.”

I sighed dreamily and cuddled closer to him, burying my face against his chest, “I love you too, Jonathan.”

We lay in silence for a few moments until he spoke up once more, “Weren’t you supposed to be at work this evening?”

Suddenly I was wide awake as I scrambled out of bed, “Shit!” I looked at the clock as I made my way to the closet, “Why didn’t you say something sooner!”

He chuckled, “Sorry, I was kind of distracted.”

I stuck my tongue out at him, “You’re such a man!”

He gave me his trademark smirk as he folded his arms behind his head, “Yeah, but I’m your man.”

I laughed as I grabbed a shirt and skirt from the closet and made my way to the bathroom, “Can you call the store and let Terry know I might be a few minutes late?”

“Sure.”

I stuck my head out of the bathroom to add, “Make sure you tell her that it was your fault.” I grinned at him.

He narrowed his eyes at me, “It was not! You attacked me!”

“Yeah, well, you didn’t have to make it so easy did you?”

He threw a pillow at me as I ducked back into the bathroom, laughter from the both of us filling the apartment.