Page 25 of Jaime's Story
God, I love his kisses. I didn’t think it was possible to love them more than then, but after we ate the sandwiches from Gilbert’s that I’d brought us, Bryan carried me into the bathroom, filled the tub and sank into it with me, kissing me as the water soothed the slight ache of my body.
I thought my heart was going to stop when he said his cock had never felt a pussy. My mind was flipping between hoping it meant he’d never been with anyone else, while thinking he simply meant he’d never gone bare with someone else, but he was going to with me. Thoughts of babies flashed in my head as well, making me need the words. It was right there in his eyes, and it made me so happy to know he was going to be all mine.
We talked about it while in the tub. His reason for holding back with the women he had dated. The desires I could never talk to anyone else about that came so easily with him. So much so I actually went through with showing up at his door wearing the lingerie I finally bought after coveting items like it for years.
One of the best moments though was admitting that we were fully in agreement that we didn’t care if our love created a baby now. Or if it took weeks, months, or even years for it to happen, we would make it happen somehow.
That led us back to bed and while he still called me his sweet little princess, which just made me so much wetter than when I would touch myself thinking of him, it was absolutely pure, entirely sweet, and exquisitely gentle lovemaking. It made me come just as hard, just as deep as we whispered to one another all of our love. I fell asleep in his arms soon after and stayed that way until almost dawn when we woke with that urgent, naughty hunger.
I laughed at his concern in the morning about what I was going to wear, sending him out to my car to get the bag from the trunk that I’d tossed some things into before going to work on Wednesday. He made me breakfast while I got ready and not even Jillian’s text asking if I did it made me blush. Not when Bryan gave me a hot kiss when I admitted I’d had this planned pretty much since Sunday.
I really wanted to go back to his place last night, but he called to check in on me yesterday afternoon and I couldn’t quite hide the fact that I was a little sorer than I’d let on that morning after coming out of the bathroom, taking the to-go cup of coffee he poured me with a soft, lingering kiss. He told me to go home and soak in the tub, since it was bigger than his, and he’d plan something sweet for us tonight to make up for it.
I’ve been trying to get hold of Jillian all day, but her texts have been so sporadic that I’m wondering if she hasn’t found a man of her own now. She was just as bad yesterday. Didn’t come home until late in fact.
I’ll be really excited if she has, and we both can get our ‘happily ever after’ beginnings soon.
I head home half an hour early, but I know my boss won’t care. The first of the videos that Wyatt and I put together and released have gone viral and purchases of Do-You has skyrocketed. I got a bonus for it which I wasn’t expecting, but I didn’t argue it either. Not when I went shopping Tuesday to find the teddy I wore to Bryan’s and found not only it, but a few others that I’m eager to wear for him as well. I also found three dresses that I fell instantly in love with, one which was in the boutique’s bridal section, but it was too perfect to not buy.
I can’t even explain why I had them quickly fit it for the alterations it needed. Bryan hadn’t told me he loved me or said a word about this becoming permanent the way we did Wednesday night with our discussion on being up to starting a family together whenever it happened. The moment I saw it I just knew it was my dress, the same way I knew Bryan was mine.
I pull out one of the two new dresses I brought home with me and do my hair, changing up my makeup a bit before slipping into the dress with another lingerie set under it I think Bryan will love. I’m almost done when there’s a knock on my door and I give Jillian a hard stare finding her behind it.
“Where have you been? I was expecting you to bombard me with questions last night so if you’re here to do it now…”
“Like you didn’t already text me that you’re going out with Bryan again tonight? Although, from the looks of the lingerie I found in your closet, maybe you’re trying to stay in again,” Jillian teases and a hint of color hits my cheeks. “Geez Jai, when I suggested you go over to his place to tempt him, I didn’t expect you to wear next to nothing to do so.”
“How do you know what I was wearing or what I wasn’t wearing hmm?” I ask curiously. We have separate iCloud accounts on our phones so she shouldn’t have been able to see the picture I took Wednesday morning when I put on the teddy. I was still debating about just sending the photo to Bryan instead of showing up at his door at that point and wanted it in case I chickened out of going over there.
“Your computer was still up yesterday, and I might have used it to look something up because I couldn’t find mine,” she says with a shrug and my face warms further. “You looked hot as hell, and I have no questions as to how Bryan reacted seeing you in it. So, what were you wearing over it and how long did it take him to get his jaw up off the floor when he saw it?”
“I…might,” I say slowly with a grin, “have worn my green button-up dress to work over it, and I might have slipped it off while sitting in his dark driveway and just put my trench jacket back on over it…”
“Jaime!” she gasps, her jaw dropping as she lets out a loud peal of giggles. “Don’t you know you can’t do that to old men, or you might give them a heart attack?”
“He’s thirty-six. He’s not old,” I warn her, which just makes her giggle further.
“I know, he’s perfect for you, especially now that the two of you seem to be on the same page and open to sharing. So go, have fun. We won’t tell Dad if you don’t come home again,” she adds on a whisper, and I slip down the steps finding Bryan already here talking with Mom.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart,” she says, giving me a tight hug and a wink as Bryan sucks in a deep breath.
I decided to go with the silvery pink dress tonight. The bodice has lace flower appliques covering it in different shades of pinks and peach. The back looks like it’s a corset but there’s a zipper under my arm that keeps it snug against my body.
The skirt is my favorite part. It’s soft gauzy layers make me feel exactly like the princess Bryan treats me as.
“You’re stunning, princess,” he says after clearing his throat twice, making my eyes twinkle as he takes my cream jacket from my hands, helping me with it.
“Thank you, daddy,” I tell him, reaching up and he doesn’t disappoint, giving me the sweetest kiss that can’t begin to hide his hunger for me.
He holds my hand as we head out, kissing it every time we stop at a light, and I giggle softly when we pull into the parking lot for the restaurant he told me he made reservations at tonight. It’s at the top of the building rather than on the first floor, and I can’t stop smiling as we eat and especially not when he pulls me into his arms on the dance floor, holding me close, letting me feel his desire against my belly.
“Ready to get out of here?” he asks when I say no to dessert, only wanting him—all of him this time.
“There’s something I’d much rather lick than a spoon tonight, daddy,” I tease, loving the way his eyes bulge and his nose flares.
“I told you that you’d have to wait until one swipe of your tongue won’t make me come undone, princess, and that’s certainly not tonight.”
“Not even if I let you exhaust me to the point I can’t possibly come again but you’re still hungry for more, daddy?” I ask as he pulls me into his arms next to our thankfully private table.