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Chapter 122: Let Me Help You Relax
Chapter 122. Let Me Help You Relax
Ameha
“I am si serv.” I whispered and felt the tears coming back
I sat up in bed, the pain radating through my bouly was real. My side haut from my braised ribs, my breathing was ragged as 1 leaned back against the headboard, looking at both of them lustin’s eves were filled with mushed trans as he watched me and he reached for me, I llinched unconsciously. The look of hurt that flashed
his eyes was noticeable and I wasn’t scared of him, I knew he would keep me safe but my brain didnt seem to relate that to my body.
“I am sorry.” I said again, my body was shaking and he came deter slowly and pulled me recitly into his arms….
“I am sorry, babe. We should have been there with you” He said, almost synerefally and I shook my head against his chest.
“No one could have L known this would happen.” I said, trying not to where the bruising on my ribs and making it uncomfortable. Donald and Justin exchanged
lavbe, we should take you to see the doctor” Justin said and I shook my head.
“Yes, I think that is a good idea.” Donald added, coming in closer. I wanted them near me but I was having a hard time not being jumpy
“I was taken to the hospital in Maryland, my ribs are bruised but not broken and everything else is just visible.” I said to them.
I saw the look that passed between them, there was so much anger in Donald’s eyes and I knew he wasn’t mad at me but I could never tell him who did this. He had too much to lose if he went off the handle.
“Who did this to you?” He asked, trying to control his voice. I looked away from his face, I couldn’t lie to him if I was looking into his eyes.
“I don’t know, it was dark and they never gave me a chance to see them.” I said softly, looking at my hands.
The room was quiet as my words sank in and I didn’t dare to look up. I felt a soft hand on my chin and my face being raised until my eyes met Donald’s.
not ready to talk about, say so but baby girl, don’t ever lie to me.” He said so softly that chills ran through my
body
He held my gaze for another second before climbing off the bed and going into the bathroom. He was mad, he was really mad and now he is mad at me. Justin held me in silence not saying a word and not moving just being there. I don’t know if he was mad but I just found comfort in his arms. Donald walked out of the hathroom and out of the room, not looking at me, I wanted to cry, I am so used to fighting my own battles that I don’t want to drag others into my mess, Would he even want me to work for him anymore? There is no way his daughter would be safe until that man was gone for good and the realization that I would probably be jobless and thrown out hit me so hard that I felt physically sick. My men would no longer be mine.
I felt Justin’s hand brush ver my shoulder before he kissed it. The smallest spark of arousal hit me and now wasn’t the time but I had missed his touch so badly. His touch made my pain fade as if it was medicine. The kiss moved to my neck and then his lips grazed softly over the bruise on my cheek. The gentleness surprised
“Let me help you rela” He said softly, turning me in his arms with extreme care
Our eyes met and I nodded softly, he laid or back, pulling a pillow under my hips and back and it definitely made laying down not so painful. He kissed me long and slow, keeping all his weight on his arms. I wanted desperately to feel the weight of his body on mine but I knew that would be painful. Our lips parted and the heat from los body disappeared. He moved the covers off me as he began kissing my thighs, spreading them wide before I felt him lift up and latch his lips to my ravered pussy, sucking my clit into lin mouth through the fabric. I moaned, the sensation sending endorphin flooding through my body and I reached down and tangled my fingers into ha hair.
stin.“ I panted and he continued his delicious turtare,
I wanted to feel his warm lips on my pussy with fabric separating us. As if he heard me, he reached up and ripped my panties off. There were no spare undergarments around them and his breath but my clit a second before his mouth did. He was su skilled with his tongue as he lacked and sucked and never slowed as my regain tharatened to shorten this to mere seconds. He fucked me with his tongue and he moaned as if it was bringing the same amount of pleasure I was getting to him. I cam so hard
my vision darken and a very unattractive second left my lips as he sucked up every ounce of release I had to give.
There was no NOTE
ore pain, past pleasure and telef that I felt good and whole again, I smiled, unable to do much as sleep took over n
Justin POV
Chapter 122 Let Me Help You Belax
I followed the sound of thump until I found Donald shirtless and pouring away at my punching bag. His torso soaked with sweat and his muscles straining under the brutal panches he was delivering to the hag. Everytime I see this man, I am in awe of his physique and the muscles in his hack are something professional bodybuilders would take pride in. I have never seen the back of a man and feel myself growing hand. This definitely was the first for me but then again, this whole relationship was a first.
My form went back to him, punching the bag and he didn’t wrap his hands. I can see the red smears of blood on the punching bag that immediately sobered me from my last filled with stupor. I nished over to him and pulled him back mid swing. He whirled on me, fist raised and looked almost feral and blood in his fist. I realized the blood wasn t coming from his knuckles, they were a little banged up but the skin hadn’t broken. It looked like his arms made a bit of a mess where Amelia’s nails had pierced him. When he saw me, his hands dropped to his side and he reached for me, pulling me into his arms. I felt tension leaving his body as 1 wrappeil my arms around him. He had a couple of inches on me so I was able to turn my head into the crook of his neck and kissed him with ease.
“I am sorry, I was lost for a moment.” He said so softly that you would have been surprised to know he had been beating the hell out of the punching bag. I unwrapped my arms and slid my hand up his chest and cupped his neck in my hands, meeting his eyes.
“I am fucking mad as well and try all means, beat the hell out of that bag if that is what you need to have a clear head. But when you are done, Amelia needs us.” Í said, our foreheads touching and he closed his eyes and sighed.
“I am sorry, I walked out like that, I didn’t want her to see me like this and I was on the verge of snapping. I am fucking pissed off that I wasn’t there to protect her and I am pissed off that she was lying about it. If she doesn’t talk to us then who is she going to talk to. She has no Emily and that her fucking employer was no help in the past because he found her again.” He said, I felt his body tening up and his hand now resting on my waist,
I dropped my hands to his shoulders, loving the feel of him in my hands.
“Yes, I am mad that she lied and when she was in a better headspace, bodyguard ber will burn the world down if this ever happen ag
His eyes met mine again, the fires and anger hack
am going to fúrking address it because it can’t happen again. Secondly, I am hiring her as
not only for her but Emily as well. Thirdly, who is he?”
“Her fucking ex, of course, I can’t think of anyone else who would hurt her like that
I thought about it, I didn’t put things together and I instantly felt stupid,
