Kendra

We booked the hotel room, three in all and me and Dennis were going to relax for a little bit when I got a call to come get them. Jessica was upset and I was worried that things hadn’t gone as well as we had both hoped they would. Instead of getting long, Jessica had gotten into it with her father and I was worried. Dennis was quick to help take me back, but he didn’t understand why I was so upset.

When we got there and I saw her sitting outside with Sarah on the porch, I saw her face and knew that it had gone very badly. What happened was unclear, but I wanted to call the police. She had a mark on her eye and blood at the corner of her mouth. Something bad had definitely happened and I felt horrible.

Jessica didn’t want to talk about it though. She was afraid that they would lie on her and she would be the one arrested. I kicked myself for not staying with her because she was right. It was very much something that could happen. The cops rarely believed the child and since it was their word against the two girls, I had a feeling that she was probably more right than I would have liked to have imagined. It was a shame that she was treated this way, but I reminded her that she was almost sixteen and was already in the process of doing what needed to be done to get herself deemed an adult in the state’s eyes. It was never the best route in general, but for some like Jessica it was all there was.

We made our way back to the hotel. Everyone was quiet and I think we all felt a bit of defeat. It wasn’t anything that she did wrong, just that she was born into the wrong family with the wrong parents. I got them settled down and Dennis ordered everyone room service. He didn’t say much, but Dennis just being there was enough. He had a calming effect on them and I was thankful for that.

“Well you girls just relax and enjoy the room. I am going to go take a shower. If you need anything, I will be next door, okay?”

Jessica and Sarah both nodded their heads. I felt bad for what they had gone through and I wasn’t sure how I was going to explain it all when I got them back, but for now everything was going to be okay. I went back to my room and was about to get into the shower when I heard a knock at the door. I thought it was Jessica, but it was Dennis. I let him in.

“I brought wine.”

I smiled at hm. I needed that and by the looks of him, he did as well.

“A bit more than you bargained for, huh?”

He shrugged and told me that everything was fine. “It seems like you had a rougher day then they did.”

“Well Jessica is playing tough because Sarah is with her, but I know that she is hurt. Her father has been the reason for all of her troubles and I am afraid the only thing that is going to help is when she moves out. I just don’t understand her mother, but I guess I never will. How could she let that happen to her daughter? It just doesn’t make any sense to me.

“You are great with them Kendra. You are going to be a great mother someday.”

I doubted it, but I just smiled and nodded because it wasn’t meant to be said anything else. There was a reason that I chose this line of work, but I wasn’t going to tell Dennis about it. It wasn’t the right time and certainly not the right place, if it ever would be right. It certainly wasn’t now.

“You did pretty well too Dennis. I saw the look in your eyes when you saw Jessica’s face. I am glad you didn’t go into the house like I know you wanted to.”

“I think you know me too well, though I am not going to say that something won’t happen to him eventually. Karma has a way of coming back to a person. Sometimes it can be helped along.”

I liked the idea of it, but I told myself not to encourage him at all. He always had a temper, but his silent rage was even scarier. I had to get him on another subject so I suggested that he pour some wine. I looked at the PPV movies to see if there was anything good. I asked him about a couple of them and he just shrugged. “I never have time for movies or anything like that.”

“Why not?”

“I just work too much I guess.”

I patted the seat next to me and told he had time now. “No one has that much ‘work’ to do. Don’t you think you have made enough money for one night?”

He wanted to say no, I could see it in his face, but there was that other side that wanted to watch the movie. So I let him pick one and sat down with some wine. It had been a while since I had sat and watched a movie with Dennis and it was nice. It reminded me of simpler times that I desperately wanted to get back to. At least right this moment, I wanted to forget about all of the drama of the day and relax.

Soon I was leaned against his shoulder and he was rubbing my leg. It wasn’t sexual, just a soft rub that made me feel warm inside, safe. That was a feeling that I felt a lot with Dennis and it was the one thing that I missed more than anything else.

“I miss this Kendra.”

I smiled and snuggled a little deeper into his warmth. I was just thinking the same thing, but I wasn’t going to say it out loud. He already had too much hold on me and I didn’t want to give him anymore.

His hand moved up my side as I shifted. He rubbed from my knee, up my thigh and then around my sides and torso. It brought a shiver to me. Goosebumps covered my flesh and the longer he rubbed me, the more I moved to give him more access. At one point I was practically laying in his lap. It just felt so good and I never wanted it to end. I wanted to feel like this forever, even though I knew it wasn’t a possibility.

I went to move and noticed that he was rock hard. I sidetracked myself with the bulge in his pants and I can’t say that I ever wanted to let go of that feeling. He felt good to me and for some reason I decided that it was my turn to rub him a little. I could have started at his chest, the part of him that I loved the most, but his manhood was so hard, aching for me to touch it that I couldn’t resist. I had forgotten the state I had left him in.

Dennis jumped when I first touched him. He apologized like he had somehow did it himself, but when he looked down at me and I smiled at him, Dennis seemed to get that it was my idea to do this, not his. His grin was hard to ignore and it spurred me on even more than before. I loved being naughty with him, always had.

I went to my knees beside him, bending over so that I could take him into my mouth. He was hard to ignore when his touch started moving in between my legs. I was already wet and I moved away so that I could take him into my mouth. I closed my lips around his hard shaft and I was given that sound of pleasure from him that I loved so much.

It took a minute for him to start touching me again. Dennis was too caught up in his own pleasure to stop me or distract me, but once he got his wits about him, I knew that I was in for it.

Dennis ripped my pants off when it frustrated him not coming off as quickly as he wanted and I knew that once he got his hands on me I was done for. Starting to slide up and down on his shaft, I heard his growl and I loved the sound of it. It sounded like he was going to lose it in my mouth, so I moved faster, trying to pleasure him before his fingers touched my core. Once that happen, I was done.

I jerked as two fingers thrust inside of me quickly and Dennis muffled my moan with a quick push in between my lips. I whimpered and then he was able to go even deeper. There was nothing I could do to stop it as he started to plunge into me from both ends. I had to pull away from his pulsing cock because I could barely breathe and I needed to cry out as a wave of pleasure swept over me. It took me by surprise and it took my breath away.

“I need you Dennis.”

He grinned at me and pulled me up on top of him. Everything that I said was gone from my mind. All I could think about was the thickness next to me as I lowered myself down on to him. I made a sound as he entered me because it just felt so good. He was perfect and there was a moment when he first entered me that it all felt perfect. I didn’t want the feeling to end, ever. I just wanted him to be inside of me forever.

Moving slowly, I could feel a slow tension starting inside of me. He was holding my hips, holding me against him so that I was moving down on top of him faster and harder than I could manage by myself. I wanted more and when I was close to orgasm, he held me up a little bit above him, slamming in from below.

I came, a blissful feeling that came over me. I was lost in his touch and his lips were there to silence the begging that was coming out of me. Did he know how perfect he was? He felt so good inside of me that I never wanted it to end. Though after several orgasms, my body and strength were gone. I wanted to pass out from the pleasure, but he wouldn’t let me. Dennis didn’t let up and all I could do was take what was given to me. It was too much, like always. Everything Dennis did was so much more than it should have been. I was overwhelmed, as I had been since the first time. When I felt him blast inside of me, it was pleasurable, as much as it was a relief. Dennis always seemed to know exactly what it is that I needed and at this minute, I just needed him.

I moved off of him slowly, hearing the growl when I pulled off of him completely. I already felt the loss that I hadn’t ever felt before. There was a big part of me that wanted to get back on top of him, even though my insides told me that I had had enough. It was hard to say how it all made me feel. He knew me too well, knew my body too well and it was hard for me to walk away from that.

Dennis moved to the bed and pulled the covers back. He took off the rest of his clothes and lay down on the left side. I didn’t ask him what he was doing, I just got into the bed next to him and tried my best to chill out and let my heart go back down to normal. He pulled me into his arms and I lay on his chest, listening to his own heart do the same thing. Did he realize how complete I felt at this very moment? Did he feel the same way or was I lost to my own devices?

“I love you Kendra.”

The words sat in the air for what felt like forever. I didn’t know what to say and something held me back from saying the same thing back to him. I just wanted him too badly and everything about Dennis made me want more. It was a shame that so much time had passed. I still wondered what would have happened, how would my life have been different if I would have made a different decision so long ago? If I would have went with him?

Would I make the same decision again, if it was afforded to me?