Miss Nobody Ch 23

Chapter 23

JONNY'S BROTHER

Morning Day 9

Jonny's phone rang loudly, jarring me awake. My heart pounded from the unexpected noise. "You gotta be fucking kidding me," I said under my breath, my body hot and sweaty, an ache between my legs that felt like a cramp. I whimpered softly as I moved my hip against Jonny's front. I wiggled my ass a little as I felt his cock harden against my side.

He let out a low, sleepy, growl. "Careful, Darlin'."

"Or what?" I turned onto my side, facing him, and reached down to grab his cock firmly with my hands, slowly squeezing and stroking him.

He laughed lowly in my ear, the vibration sent chills up my neck. His hand moved up to my nipples and tugged. He nibbled on my ear and propped himself up on his elbow. His body leaned over mine. His hand slowly moved its way down my soft skin to my clit. He wasted no time and circled it with his fingers. "Mmmm, you're already wet for me." His teeth gently pulled at my earlobe. He slid his fingers in and out of my pussy, his thumb rubbing against my clit.

"I want you inside me," I managed a breathy whisper.

He kissed me deeply and fit a knee in between my legs. He pushed himself in between my thighs and stopped with his heavy cock resting on my stomach. His hands on my thighs lifted my knees and spread me wide to his view.

I blushed and squirmed from the exposure but his hands were strong on my legs, holding me in place.

Jonny chuckled lowly as he kissed, nibbled, and bit his way down my inner thigh. He gently pulled at my pussy lips, teasing me with his tongue and teeth. He tasted me everywhere but my clit and it drove me crazy.

I wanted to beg him to put his tongue on the most sensitive part of me but I was delirious with the way he was holding my legs open, exposing my most intimate parts. I threw my head back and moaned loudly from the new sensation. "Are you punishing me again?"

Jonny chuckled. "Not the way I want but is it working?" He finally circled my clit with his tongue and stopped.

I groaned.

"Promise to never leave your room again?" he teased.

"If only it were that easy," I said quietly.

"There will be more...protection around soon," he said quickly before circling my clit with his tongue. He already knew what tipped me over the edge.

I couldn't help but moan loudly as I came.

He released my knees and his hands pinned my wrists to the bed, another wave of pleasure rolled over me, and my orgasm doubled in intensity. I shook as he held me down.

I felt the small bullet hole seal itself together and removed the taped-on bandage. The skin was seamless, no sign of a wound. The soreness from the gunshot was gone, even though the glass vial was on the nightstand and not touching my skin. "What protection?"

Ringing on Jonny's phone interrupted. Jonny kissed me briefly on the lips, releasing my wrists. "My family." He looked at the phone screen and sighed. "I have to go. Diego is here now, he'll help me keep an eye on you. Unlike my useless nephew." He sat on the edge of the bed, his thumbs flying across his phone.

I fought the tears threatening to fall. After all this, he was still leaving. I swallowed the sad feeling in the pit of my stomach and nodded to myself. This is what you wanted anyway. Let him go. I sat behind him, my bare breasts pressing against his back. I nibbled lightly on his shoulder and watched the goosebumps rise over his skin. I savored his warmth one last time. "Is there a bus that goes from here to town?"

"I'm not sure. Why?" He leaned into me slightly. "I think we are too far out for the bus. Diego can take you into town."

"That's okay, I don't want to bother him. I can ask Keiran. I'm sure he won't mind." I slid off the bed. I could feel Jonny's eyes on me as I walked to his bathroom. I didn't say it to make him jealous. I had business to take care of in town before anyone found out about the Deputy. It might be my last chance to cash my check. Maybe the only way to keep Jonny safe was to get away from here. I would need money for a train ticket.

***

I wrapped a towel around myself after stepping out of the shower. "What am I going to wear?" I mumbled. I didn't even see the dirty laundry anymore. I thought briefly of my bloody dress. The bright red blood flashed in my mind.

The bathroom spun and I grabbed onto the counter. Memories of an ancient Magic turned in my head. Echoes of my past lives, melting together. In my vision, my hands dripped with blood. The deep red disappeared, soaking into my skin. Leaving me staring at my clean arms in Jonny's bathroom.

I looked at myself in the mirror, pale, the vein in my neck thudding. I inhaled deep cleansing breaths and tried to calm myself from the surge of memories. I couldn't make sense of them but I understood the Sheriff. Magic was bloody and gruesome and this wasn't the first lifetime I had known how to do Magic.

I left the bathroom when my head settled. Jonny was gone, of course. A cute dress I didn't recognize, thick tights, a pair of black boots, and a lacy pair of black underwear with a matching bra were laid out on Jonny's bed.

A note inside the panties at the bottom of the pile read: I want these back.

I blushed as I put them on and dressed. How could a simple pair of underwear turn me on so much? The bra fit me perfectly, surprisingly. I admired my lingerie in his full-length mirror across from the bed.

A familiar ding sounded on my phone. I didn't remember having my phone. I shuffled through the blankets and found it under the pile.

A text from Jonny. Meet my brother in the parking lot.

More texts from Keiran. I ignored them for now. A missed call from the Sheriff. Fuck. What was I going to tell him about his Deputy? Jonny and I should have had more of a conversation about that but I wasn't in the right headspace last night. Or this morning.

I was going to text Jonny back, tell him I didn't need a ride from his brother today but decided to tell Diego myself. I shoved my phone in the small pocket of my dress and the glass vial into my cleavage and headed to the parking lot.

***

Jonny was standing by a cute VW Beetle in the parking lot. If this was the same car I witnessed sitting on blocks, it had some work done. A new pink and pearl white paint job and a pink and green floral leather interior made the vintage car look brand new. An embroidered floral motif was stitched along the top of the seats.

"Wow, it turned out so cute," I said to Jonny as he turned around.

"Jonny will be glad you think so." He held up a key ring with a small copper-tipped bullet hanging next to a pink key.

"You're Diego?" Damn, he looked just like Jonny, a different eye color, a shade or two darker than Jonny's, slightly different tattoos but the same style and placement on his neck, arms and hand. The only skin I could see under his black t-shirt. I would have to look close to make sure I didn't mix him up with Jonny. "Are you guys twins?" Way to ask the obvious.

He grinned. Just like Jonny.

Oh, no.

"We're Polar Twins."

"I don't think I've heard of that."

He bit his lower lip like Jonny. "One egg, two sperm."

"Interesting." I didn't really understand. I needed to do some research on twins later.

"He said you needed a ride?" Diego tossed the keys to me with a grin.

I caught the keys easily. "What?" I squealed in the parking lot. "Are you serious?" I calmed down a bit.

"Jonny thought you might like it." He patted the top of the small car with his tattooed hand.

"It's...amazing." The same pink, green and white, floral fabric that covered the ceiling also had a band running across the outside of the car. It ran in a stylistic line between the pink and white paint. "This car should be in shows." I quickly wrote a text to Jonny and saw that he messaged again.

Jonny's text: I didn't want you to feel stranded. My brother and nephew are on the property, go to them if you need ANYTHING.

I replied: Thank you!!! Even though I wouldn't be able to take it with me, it was really sweet of Jonny to think of me."When will he be back?" I asked Diego as I sat in the driver's seat. I put the key in the ignition and stepped on the pink clutch. It started right up.

"He'll be back when he can." Diego shrugged and leaned into the passenger side window. "You know how to drive a stick?" He nodded to the shifter, a silver skull with jeweled green eyes in its sockets.

I shook my head. "Maybe but I can't remember."

He got in the passenger seat and explained briefly the clutch and the gas. "Let the clutch out slowly and when you feel yourself move forward, slowly push in the gas pedal. Find your balance and smooth it out. When it gets a bit rough, push in that clutch and shift your stick, then find the balance in your feet all over again." He clapped his hands and rubbed them together. Another movement that reminded me of Jonny.

I let the clutch out slowly and when I felt the car move slightly forward, I slowly pressed my pink gas pedal. Finding the balance between both, I released the clutch and drove around the parking lot.

"Like a pro." Diego encouraged from the passenger seat. "You've driven a stick before, haven't you?" A friendly smile spread across his face, his double entendre obvious.

"How's Jess doing?" I changed the subject as the VW puttered around the parking lot.

He shrugged. "She's still quiet." He looked over at me in the small space. "What did you do to her?"

I glanced at him. "What do you mean? I didn't do anything to her."

"You dipped your finger in her blood and touched her forehead." He looked at me like I was crazy.