32. Comfort
**Doug**
The moment Jodie and I reach my house, I usher her straight to my bedroom. I want her to relax and let me take care of her. She had carried the burden alone for years, and I just can't let her do it alone anymore. Not if I can help share the weight of her problems. I am going to do anything in my power to help her with it.
"Why don't you go get ready for bed? I'll get you a glass of water. Or do you want some warm milk?"
"How about hot tea with some milk?"
"I can do that. Go, get changed." I kiss her cheek. "Let me take care of you."
"Thank you, Doug."
"I'm here for you," I lean closer and kiss her lips. She smiles and kisses me back.
"Go, now...before I change my mind about getting you your tea."
She let out a soft giggle but saunters into the ensuite bathroom with her toiletries bag and change of clothes.
When I eventually get to the bedroom she's already changed to her short shorts and her soft threadbare t-shirt. I go to her side of the bed and rest her cup of milk tea. I am about to go to my side of the bed when she takes my hand urging me to sit by her side.
"Sit, I want you near." She rests her back on the headboard.
"I am not going to argue with that." I already had a glass of water back in the kitchen. So I drape an arm around her shoulder while she enjoys her drink.
"So, your dad really knows me huh? I kind of recognized him when I first bumped into him in your office. But I couldn't figure out where, my parents would invite people to the house, and my sister and I never stayed long after they introduced us. We were kids, I was probably in my teens." She drinks some more before she puts the cup aside and snuggles to my side.
"You'll be fine. We're going to figure everything out, you just need to be patient. At least Lester is keeping you safe."
"Thank you."
"Mhmm...I admit that it's a selfish thing for me to keep you near." I pull her close when she practically melts in my arms. My lips press to hers when she eagerly kisses me back. I groan when her dainty fingers slip under my shirt, crawling slowly to feel my stomach. She's being playful when her legs moved over to my thigh, latching herself closer like a baby monkey.
"What do you think you're doing? I thought we were going to rest?" I ask, feeling amused at her need for sexy time. Time I will surely treasure, whenever she wants it.
"I'm feeling too frisky to rest," Jodie leans in closer for a kiss as she unbuttons my shirt, her eyes greedily take in my naked chest and I feel myself getting harder.
"Well, how can I help you?"
"You know you have helped me a lot lately. You like to do that don't you?"
"Well, I like you...and I like helping you." Actually, I think I like her more, deeper possessive feelings have been crawling inside me since the car incident.
"Mhmm...how would you like to help me get naked?"
"Jodie, baby, you don't need to ask me twice," I smirk, reaching the end of her t-shirt, and shrug it off her body. She is naked underneath and her nipples are pink and make me eager to taste them.
With the first lick, Jodie arched her back, offering me more. I groan and suck them greedily, licking and flicking while my hands barely struggle to tug off her short shorts. Her panties join the rest of her clothes by the end of the bed. She's naked and I quickly shred my clothes eager to be in the nude with her.
"You're so beautiful." I praise her while peppering kisses down to her navel. My sweet Jodie spread her legs wider for me and I know what she craves without her even saying the words. Her raspy voice cries out my name when my tongue gives her a long hard lick. I'm tasting her arousal, feeling myself getting harder. My hands grab her thighs, keeping her still as I devour her deeper.
"Doug...Doug...Doug..." She chants my name, and her sexy voice resonates throughout the bedroom. It's the sound that I am going to re-live every time I'm jerking myself off while thinking of her. "I need...please... more..."
I move back to kiss the crook of her neck, reaching for a condom, and quickly sheathed my cock. "I got you, I'm going to make you feel so good, baby..." I whisper, before going down to lick and suck her nipples.
I groan when her insides clamped on my length. I push and thrust in and out of her while she moans and pleads for more. We're more than eager to chase our climax, and when her hips start to rock to meet my thrusts, I fucking lost it. "Oh...fuck...come on, I need you to come for me."
"Doug...so...close," she shudders, her nails digging into the flesh of my back. I keep pounding her harder and faster until she screams out my name and clenches me so hard that I come seconds after her.
"Damn, baby, you milk me so good," I tell her and she purrs beautifully in my arms as she settles in her orgasm afterglow. Her hands wrap around my body, silently telling me not to move until my cock deflates. I finally move to rest by her side swiftly wrapping an arm around her shoulder, not wanting the warmth of our combined orgasms to slip between our entwined bodies.
"I really don't want to leave this bed, and ugh...I really don't want to deal with life after this. This is good. This is perfect." She sighs, snuggling closer to my body.
"Mhmm...it is, isn't it? And you don't have to move an inch, not until you really have to. Stay. Sleep. We'll deal with everything later." I kiss the top of her head and to each of her eyelids until she closes them.
I get up, shuck off the condom in the trash bin, and fetch her a soft damp towel. She stirs a bit, but eases down, letting me clean her before pulling her close to rest by my side.
Thinking about what Dad said, I know I need to come to the house and talk to him some more. I need to know about her family and what kind of dangerous situation she is really in. I need to know if there's something I can do. Maybe I should just move her to my place or move them to a safe house for her and her family. Hell...I have no issues with taking all of them here. I just need them to be safe. I need her to be safe. The feelings were too strong for me to ignore and I am definitely stupidly falling deeper in love with her.
*Now, if things can be easier. Then everything is just perfect.*