Chapter 35
Hanna
We left my brother’s that night and Kason took me back to my house. I thought he was going to help me pack, but instead he kissed me on my forehead and told me he had somewhere he needed to be. I didn’t mind, though, because I knew I’d eventually be standing in the exact spot I was now.
I met him at his private jet on the tarmac Monday morning. My mom dropped me off with a massive smile on her face and kept telling me about all the wonderful things that were about to change in my life. She kept telling me stories of how Marcus and I had been growing up and how the sleepless nights had been worth it when the baby cuddling came in the morning because the child was tired. I enjoyed the stories until we got to the airport, because once I saw that neither Marcus nor my father were there, my heart sank.
I understood why they were angry. I just didn’t understand why they couldn’t put that anger aside to at least see me off.
“It’ll be all right. They’ll come around,” my mother said. “Just give them a little while.”
“And why should that be my responsibility, Mom? Why shouldn’t they just grow up and act like adults?”
“Because, honey, while this is beautiful and we are so glad this is with Kason, it is still a little…out of sorts,” my mom said.
“Thanks,” I murmured.
“Honey?”
“Yeah, Mom?”
“Message me when you land, all right?”
I leaned over and gave her a kiss. Then I was off. I rolled my suitcase full of stuff up to the jet plane, but Kason came out and started walking toward me. I couldn’t help but drop my suitcase and run for him. He took me in his arms and swung me around. I buried my head deep in the crook of his neck. He smelled like home, and I was ready to get in the air and leave all this behind. In his arms, I knew I was making the right decision. I was about to go live with the man who was fathering my child so I could start an internship as his secretary. I had a plan to call Stanford at the beginning of next week to talk with them about taking online classes, and I told Kason I’d simply be honest with them. It would be easier with the internship that way, and it came with the possibility of spending more time with Kason.
If his work allowed it, of course.
I waved good-bye to my mom one last time and then we boarded. I strapped in next to Kason’s seat while he stored my luggage, and when he came back, he took my hand in his and brought it to his lips to kiss. God, I was in for the ride of my life, and I was ready for every second of it.
“How’re you feeling?” Kason asked.
“Relieved. There’s a lot of stress here and I’m ready to get away from it,” I said.
“You looked a little better after we ate breakfast.”
“I felt a little better after eating something,” I said.
His hand was warm within mine, and a spark of desire ignited in my chest. His leg was resting against mine, and I could see his sleeve tattoo from underneath his rolled-up sleeves. My word, that tattoo was fantastic, and suddenly my mind was swirling with thoughts of tracing those outlines with the tip of my tongue.
“You all right?” Kason asked me.
“Yeah, yeah,” I said. The plane took off and I closed my eyes. Immediately, Kason started drawing comforting circles on top of my hand. I felt more relieved the further we climbed into the sky. I knew, deep down, that my family had reasons to be upset with me, but I was also ready to be in a place where no one was angry with me.
Specifically, Kason.
When I opened my eyes, the clouds were zooming beside the plane. Kason was reading a book, and I guessed I had fallen asleep. When I shifted, Kason promptly put his book down and unbuckled his seat belt.
“You look amazing,” he said.
“Thanks.”
He leaned over and pressed a kiss to my forehead, then one to my nose. My eyes hooked with his while his lips hovered over mine, and in an instant, I was in his lap. I crashed my lips into his and tugged on his hair to get him closer to me. Before I could shift, his large palms cupped my ass and I was lifted into the air.
“Come with me,” Kason murmured.
I clung to him as his dick grew between my legs and he carried us into the bathroom of the plane. It was much larger than I envisioned it would be, and when he set me on the small sink counter, he pushed my knees apart and spread me wide.
“Fuck, I’ve been smelling you for the better half of an hour,” Kason said.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.”
Kason sank to his knees and made quick work of my shorts. He hooked his fingers into my clothing and quickly pulled it off my legs. I was bare to him and hanging by a thread on that bathroom counter. He grabbed my hips and tilted me back.
“Get comfortable, because I’m hungry.”
My body shivered at his voice while his skin tickled the inside of my thighs. I could feel my glistening slit that was bare for him. When his tongue started lapping at my pussy folds, I leaned my head back into the wall. His tongue felt so good against my skin, and his palms were warm against my knees. I would have this every night if I could.
His tongue slid deep into my dripping entrance, and I heard him swallow me down. My hips rolled into his face and my hands braced my body from behind, but his palms only pulled me closer to him, and it made me giggle.
“Someone’s greedy today,” I said.
He growled into my pussy and clamped down on my skin, and it took my breath away. His tongue slid up my slit and finally found my precious bundle of nerves. When the tip of his tongue went to work, I knew it wouldn’t take long. He flicked and flattened his tongue and then sucked the nub between his lips, and my legs shook. The warmth his body provided mine was pulled from my system and shot between my legs. I shook with pleasure and ice-cold electricity, and when stars began to burst in my vision, I clamped a hand down in his hair to gain more leverage.
“Yes. Fuck. Kason, oh shit. Right there. Right there. Right there. Right there.”
He hummed into my skin in approval, and it was all I needed. I tumbled over the edge and felt something squirt from my body. I felt Kason smile into my skin before his tongue started gulping down my juices. He was so hungry for me, and it made me feel so wanted. When my body finally collapsed, his strong hands slipped into the dip of my lower back and slowly pulled me to him.
“You taste divine, Hanna.”
I panted into his chest but knew he wasn’t done with me. He helped me to my feet and turned me around. Then he bent me over the bathroom counter. His hands ran along my ass, and then the sound of his belt buckle hitting the floor caused me to smile. I could feel myself dripping down my legs. He ran his finger along the edges of my skin before I watched him lick his finger in the mirror.
My word, he looked incredible.
His cock sprang to life, and I felt it slapping against my ass. Then his hand came down onto my skin with a crack. He marked my other cheek the same way, and suddenly my legs began to tremble. My knees gave way at all the sensations, but Kason’s hands were there to catch me and hoist me back up onto the counter.
“No you don’t,” he said.
His raging dick teased my entrance, and I wanted him to fill me up. I wanted him to split me in two and show me exactly who I belonged to. I wanted to be his and no one else’s. But he stopped at my entrance and did absolutely nothing.
“Tell me what you want,” he commanded.
“You, Kason.”
“No. Tell me what you really want.”
I looked up at him in the mirror and my eyes connected with his. I studied the wanton look on his face and the glistening juices of mine still on his cheeks. I studied the way his lips were slightly swollen from sucking on my clit and how his neck was conveniently mark free from my assault. It was begging for my teeth and screaming for my tongue, but another crack to my ass ripped me from my admiration.
“Say it.”
“I want you to shove that throbbing dick into me and fuck me like a rag doll.”
All at once, he buried himself into me and it was game over. The pace he set was nothing short of furious, and the brink between pain and pleasure was met every single time he crashed me into the bathroom sink. My pussy gobbled him whole and my body felt like it was on fire. My breasts dangled in the sink and my ass throbbed from his spankings. Every single part of me wanted to fall to my knees and slide him down my throat.
My body hammered into the sink and his hips snapped against mine. My juices began gathering at the base of his dick, and every time he slammed into me, they splattered onto my ass. His hands massaged my cheeks before he ran his hands up my back, and when he wrapped one of them in my hair, I felt my skin pucker in anticipation.
“Look in the mirror,” he said.
I opened my eyes and looked at us in the mirror. The primal look on Kason’s face caused my walls to pulse around his dick.
“You like that? Watching me take you?”
“Yes, Kason,” I said.
“You like watching me take what’s mine while you willingly give it to me?” he asked.
I moaned. “Hell, yes.”
My eyes fluttered closed again, and he cracked his hand against my ass. I yelped just before he sank his dick back into me, and my yelp quickly turned into a groan before he bent down to my ear.
“Keep your eyes open, Hanna. I want you to see what you do to me.”
I knew keeping my eyes open was going to be hard, but when I did, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I felt my orgasm slowly approach again, and when my pussy started massaging his dick, he released my hair.
“Keep your eyes on me,” he commanded.
His hands gripped my hips and hoisted me up into the air. Soon my legs were merely dangling in the air while he pounded into my body. I could no longer hold back my moans and groans, and as I watched him in the mirror, my nipples grew harder and harder. He looked absolutely crazy while he watched my ass bounce in the air. When my orgasm got closer and closer, I couldn’t keep my head elevated any longer.
“Kason, please. Shit. Oh…fuck!”
I dipped my head into the mirror and finally released my body to him. He slammed into me so hard, I could hear my fluids splattering against his skin. My pussy fluttered around his cock and my breathing became erratic, and when my pleasure crashed over me, he sank as deep as he could get into my body.
“Yes, Hanna. Fuck, you’re incredible.”
He whispered my name through his orgasm while pump after pump of his sweet cum made its way inside me. He continued to fill me with his seed before it began dumping out onto my thighs. When he was finally done, he planted his hands beside my body on the counter and placed light kisses up my spine.
“I’m so glad I’m taking you home,” he whispered into my skin.
All I could answer him with was a grunt.
“Come here,” he said. His arms slowly pulled me from the sink while his dick slid out of my body. He sat me down on the closed toilet seat, and then he looked around before he found a washcloth. I heard water running before I felt a warm sensation between my legs, and when I opened my eyes and looked down, I saw Kason cleaning me up.
“Just relax,” he said.
I felt beautiful. I felt beautiful and pampered and wanted. My body was still shaking from the aftershocks of my orgasms, and when Kason was done, he helped me back into my panties and shorts.
“Would you like to lie down?” he asked.
“Is there anywhere to lie down?”
“Of course.”
He gathered my tired body into his arms and carried me out of the bathroom. I hadn’t even realized we had crossed a bedroom in order to get in there during our heated session, so when my back hit a soft, plush bed, I couldn’t hide my shock.
“You’ll love it at my house if you like it here.” His smile was intoxicating, and when he lay down beside me, I promptly rolled over to face him.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Anything,” he said.
“Where did you go yesterday?” I asked.
“What do you mean?”
“Yesterday when I was packing. You gave me a kiss and then left me to pack. I figured you’d probably stay to help. Where did you go?”
“I’m sorry if you thought I would stay. I just felt I needed to go talk to someone,” he said.
“Did you talk to you parents?” I asked.
“Yes.” He smiled. “But that wasn’t who I went to see.”
“Oh. Well, who was it?”
A bit of hesitation rolled over his features, and I found myself getting nervous. Had something gone wrong? Had he gone back to Marcus to face him alone? Had someone upset him or made him angry?
“Your father,” he said.
“Oh. Well…why did you go talk to him?” I asked.
“I talked to him about forgiving you. I ran down my plan for us to him to try to ease his mind a little about the situation.”
“Ah.”
“Did he say anything to you?” Kason asked.
I shook my head and sighed while I tried to hide the tears that gathered in my eyes. If Kason had talked to my father yesterday, that meant he didn’t forgive me. He hadn’t shown up to see me off or anything, and I figured it was because he didn’t want to talk. He had every reason not to speak to me right now, but I hadn’t realized forgiveness was on the table until now.
My father was angry at me and he couldn’t forgive me.
“Please don’t cry, Hanna,” Kason said. He drew me into his body and I pressed my tears into his shirt. All at once, I felt my entire world crash down around me. All I wanted was for Kason’s strong arms to shield me from all of it. He pulled the covers over us and cradled me close to his body. I slipped my leg between his to try to pull in as much of his comforting warmth as I could.
“He’ll come around, Hanna,” Kason murmured. “I promise.”