A Bride for Theo

by Elisa Leigh

  Ever since my mom walked out on me when I was just a teenager, I haven’t allowed myself to get close to anyone. Even my relationship with Jasmine has suffered because I feel like I don’t fit with her new family. I know I’m putting up these barriers, I know that it’s all me. My biggest fear is letting someone in and them walking away from me again. I mean, my own mother, the woman I share DNA with, couldn’t even stay for me. Why would anyone else? What if it was her who was broken, not me?

  Theo is sitting away from his parents, his leg bouncing up and down, staring down at his phone intently. The man is such an enigma to me. We met four years ago, the day after Jasmine and Ford were married. He was only there for Christmas Eve and Christmas, and then he was gone again. The way he looked at me those two days did me in. He was all man, tall, dark, and handsome, but so much more. He had that confidence about him like he knew who he was and exactly what he wanted out of life. At seventeen I had never had feelings for a guy, not like the ones I was having for Theo. Boys my age were all assholes or didn’t know what the hell they were doing. The way I felt when Theo would look at me made me feel different though, like a woman for the first time in my life. It made me look at myself in a new light and wonder what he thought when he saw me.

  Sadly, I didn’t see or hear of him for months, since he was in the military. Before I left for college, he showed up at my graduation party unexpectedly. He never said much to me, just polite conversation when warranted and that was it. Then he was gone the next day as if he were never there. This is the most time I’ve ever spent with him, and the way he’s acting toward me has my body humming in response. I still have no experience with the opposite sex. I feel as though my crush from years ago is back in full force and my mind is playing tricks on me. There’s no way a man like him could ever find me attractive, let alone be interested in his brother’s wife’s sister. On the off chance he was interested, wouldn’t it be wrong for us to be together since our siblings are married?

  Theo’s eyes find mine when I enter the waiting room. He stands, slipping his phone into his pocket and walks over to me, as do his parents.

  “Well?” Georgia asks when I don’t say anything.

  “She’s so beautiful.” I gasp happy tears filling my eyes.

  “It’s a girl? I have a granddaughter?” Georgia cries, and pulls me in for another tight hug like she did earlier. The kind I can’t get enough of. I nod my head against her shoulder.

  “Yeah, she’s six pounds three ounces and is seventeen inches long. Her name is Ava Clare Stone, and she is just so beautiful. I’ve never seen anything more perfect.” I say to the family as tears flow down my cheeks.

  “Aww Hummingbird,” Theo says wiping my tears away with the pads of his thumbs.

  Hanford clears his throat, and I step away from his son immediately, feeling ashamed of how it felt to have his hands on me, soothing me.

  “Come on dear, let’s go to the gift shop now that we finally know we have a little girl in the family,” Georgia tells Hanford while pulling him away from us.

  “You’ll find any reason to shop woman, won’t you?” We hear Hanford grumble.

  “You’re parents are too much.” I laugh as we watch Georgia pulling Hanford along.

  Theo looks off in the direction they disappeared to and nods his head. “Yeah, they’re definitely something.” He looks back to me. “How are you doing?”

  “Surprisingly good after all the tears today. I didn’t realize how much I missed my sister until we got here.”

  “She missed you too baby.”

  He’s driving me crazy with all these nicknames, but I don't dare ask him why. Every time he calls me Hummingbird or baby like just now, I get a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach. He has me hoping for things that could never happen. I need to get it together here and remember he's just nice to me because I'm Jasmine's sister.

  “Ready to go meet your niece?” I ask.

  He grabs my hand and leads us back to their room where we find it empty except for Jasmine and Ford.

  “Where is Ava?” I question looking around the room.

  “Oh, the nurses had to take her and clean her up and do some tests.”

  “What's wrong, is she okay?”

  “She's fine Ellie, I promise. That's just what they do after a child is born. They want to make sure she’s healthy. Trust me if anything were wrong, Ford would be right there with our little girl. She should be back in less than an hour if you want to go back to the house and unpack. I am also dying for a cheeseburger, so if you could pick some food up, I would be forever in your debt.” Jasmine says dramatically.

  “Come on Humminbird, let's get you home. It'll give you a chance to take a shower and change. Then we can pick up dinner for everyone. How does that sound?” Theo says, grabbing my hand and walking us to the door.

  Jasmine and Ford are too busy in their own little world to notice Theo is holding my hand, but it doesn’t go unnoticed by his parents that we bump into on our way out. Hanford is loaded up with balloons, flowers, and pink stuffed animals, but he manages to look at our hands and quirk his eyebrow at Theo. If the world could swallow me whole, that would be great.

  “Where are you two going?” Georgia asks, staring at our hands too.

  I try and let go of his hand, but Theo holds on tighter, not letting me go. I stop struggling not wanting to draw any more attention to us then there already is.

  “They took baby Ava to run some tests. We’re going to run home then grab dinner for everyone. Text me your orders.” He says then walks off, pulling me along with him, before waiting for a response.

  The drive back to their place is uncomfortably quiet, at least for me. If I weren’t such a chicken I would call Theo out on his bizarre behavior today, but I don’t want to hear him tell me that it’s all in my head, so I keep quiet. Eventually, we pull up to the Stone Estate and drive past the main house. It’s been years since I’ve been here, but I still remember how to get to Ford and Jasmine’s home, so when we pass it by I’m more than confused.

  “Wait, where are you going?”

  “I’m taking you home.” He says as if I should know what’s happening.

  “Home where? The only place back here is… yours.”

  “That’s right.”

  Six

  Theo

  I pull up the circular drive to the home I’ve never lived in and park in front of the front door. I've been working for years to make this the perfect home for us, but now that the time has finally come to show her, I have a moment of self-doubt. Will she want this world that's hers for the taking if she will only take that leap? I've known she's been mine since the minute I saw her, but am I hers?

  “Did you need to pick something up at your house?” She asks with the cutest little kink between her brow.

  I shake my head no and get out of the car without saying a word. Opening her door, I help her out of the car and guide her up the steps and into our home. I say nothing as she looks around, a look of awe covering her beautiful face. “If you didn't forget anything why are we here? I don't understand.”

  “This is your home now Ellie, this is where you are meant to be.”

  Her eyes go wide when she’s about to say something I keep talking because I need to get this out before her fears rush in and scare her away. “I've wanted you as mine since the first day I saw you, but you were too young. You still needed to live your life, and I needed to finish my career in the army so I could come to you freely with nothing holding me back.”

  “You like me?” She squeaks out.

  “I wouldn’t call how I feel for you a crush Ellie,” I growl out.

  She steps away from me, every step she takes away I take one in her direction until she’s pressed against a wall and I’m inches from her tantalizing mouth. Placing my hand near her head, I lean in close. “I was planning on waiting until you graduated college before I told how I feel, but now that you're here I can’t hold back. It’s been years Ellie, so
many years that I’ve told myself to wait for you and now that you’re standing in front of me you're too tempting and irresistible.”

  She’s looking up at me, and I can tell she wants this just as bad as I do. Her chest heaves, pressing her large tits against my chest with every deep breath, her hard nipples teasing against me. When her pink tongue darts out to wet her lips I snap losing the small bit of control I was holding onto. I capture her mouth in a deep kiss, tasting my love for the very first time. She is sweet and addicting like I knew she would be. “Your lips are like sugar Ellie. I need more of you.” I moan before lifting her up and pressing my painfully hard cock between her thighs. She moans and wraps her legs around my hips, spearing her fingers through my hair and pulling me back in for another soul bending kiss.

  Shamefully, I rub my length against her heated core, wanting nothing more than to tear through these jeans to the treasure that lies between her legs. When she starts to move against me, I slide my hand between our bodies and begin to undo her jeans. Just as I’m about to slip my hand inside her panties, she pulls back. “Wait… Theo wait.”

  I stop immediately.

  “I’m sorry, it’s too much, too fast. I don’t, we don’t, even know each other.”

  I rest my head against her forehead breathing heavily.

  “I’m sorry.”

  I tip her chin up, so she’s looking at me. “You have nothing to be sorry about my Hummingbird. I’m the one that is sorry. I’m messing this up. Please forgive me.”

  She smiles softly and nods. “There’s nothing to forgive. We both wanted this to happen.” Her cheeks redden with her honest response. “Can you put me down now?”

  Slowly I slide her body down until her feet touch the floor. “How about a tour? I didn’t know you’d be here or I would have decorated the house for us.”

  “You don’t like decorations?” She asks as we walk around the first floor.

  “I do, but I’ve been living in my rooms at my parent's house.”

  She stops in the kitchen. “Why?”

  I pick her up and place her on the granite countertop and step between her legs. Resting my hands on her thighs, I rub them getting closer and closer to the place I want to be most. “I refused to move in until you were here to move in with me.”

  “Didn’t your parents think it was weird you were still at home?”

  I shake my head no. “They knew why I was still there. I think my mom even thought it was sweet.”

  “They know you like me?” She asks in outrage making me laugh.

  “They know how I feel toward you Ellie, everyone does. They know I’ve been waiting years to make you mine. They’ve given us the time to let it happen without interfering.”

  “Oh.” She breathes, her eyes locked on my lips.

  “Fuck it,” I say under my breath. Grabbing her hips, I pull her to the edge of the counter and slam my lips on hers. She moans, kissing me back and spearing her fingers through my hair, pulling on the short strands making my dick even harder than it is if that’s even possible. I pull away from her mouth and kiss down her neck, but her thick college hoodie stops me from going further.

  She squirms and moans. “Why did you stop?”

  She’s so cute when she’s frustrated. Tugging on the neck of her hoodie, she looks down with a quizzical look on her face until she gets it. She grabs the bottom of her hoodie and does her best to pull it off of her but gets stuck, so I help tear it off of the rest of the way. When it’s pulled off, I’m surprised by her tight white t-shirt underneath, hugging her huge tits to perfection. I couldn’t see through her sweatshirt, but fuck, her tits had to have gotten bigger since the last time I’ve seen her. The pictures her security team sent never showed her in tight clothing. My girl was the quintessential baggie sweats in college kind of girl.

  “Goddamn baby,” I breathe, my eyes transfixed on her tits.

  Boldly, she lifts the hem of her t-shirt slowly, and pulls it over her head, revealing her bountiful tits, barely contained in a red lace bra. She licks her lips nervously as I stand there staring at her perfection. A rosy blush tints her cheeks, and she bites her bottom lip. When I don’t say anything or make a move, she grabs her shirt and tries putting it back on again, but I tear it out of her hand throwing it to the ground.

  “Don’t you fucking dare. Ellie, you’re more beautiful than I ever imagined. Give me a second to get my head together.”

  Ellie smiles and rubs her hands down my shoulders, slowly as if she’s memorizing every taut curve. Everywhere her hands touched tingles in her wake. How did I get so lucky to have a woman as beautiful as her?

  “Theo, please. I need you.”

  “What do you need baby? Anything you need I'll give you.”

  “Kiss me, make this ache go away, you’re the only one who can.”

  “That's right Ellie. I am the only man who will ever make this ache go away. Just as you are the only woman, who will ever make me feel the way I do about you. You’re the only woman I want touching me. Loving me. Owning me. There will never be another for me.”

  Holding her neck gently in my hands, I capture her lips in a slow tease. Our tongues dance to the rhythmic beat of our desire, needing more but loving the steps bringing us to where we want to be most. I kiss down the slope of her neck and slide the red strap of her bra down her shoulder, tasting her skin there. She’s so soft and sweet I can’t get enough of her.

  Ellie claws at my back and drags my t-shirt up toward my head, doing her best to get it off of me. Helping her out, I pull it the rest of the way off and throw it down where her shirt and hoodie are laying on the floor. She rubs her hands up my arms, over my shoulders, and finally rests her hands against my chest.

  Her touch is more than I can take. After so many years of imagining what it would be like to finally touch her and have her touch me, my dick that has only known my hand has had enough. I pick her up off the counter and walk out of the kitchen toward the stairs. “Where are we going?”

  “We aren’t doing this in the damn kitchen. The things I want to do to your body will feel much better if you’re lying in our bed.”

  Climbing the stairs with her in my arms, her legs locked around my waist, and her arms wrapped loosely around my shoulders she sucks on a tender spot below my ear almost making me come in my jeans. “Baby if you don’t stop, this will be over before we even get started.”

  The temptress doesn’t stop.

  When I get to our bedroom, I slide her body down my front. When I’m sure, she’s stable I back away from her. “Take off your jeans and lay on the bed.” She fumbles with the button of her jeans telling me she’s nervous. She has nothing to worry about. When she has done what I say, I take off my jeans too and walk to the edge of the bed where Ellie is watching me, her eyes are locked on my cock bobbing against my stomach. I grab my shaft in my hands and stroke it a few times, as drops of precum sliding down the shaft.

  “Open your legs and show me what’s mine.”

  Ever so slowly she opens her legs. She squeals when I pull her to the end of the bed and kneel between her parted knees. Getting in close, I pull her panties to the side and inhale her sweet scent then place a kiss on top of her smooth mound. “Did you save this sweet cherry for me Ellie baby?”

  “My w… what?” She stutters.

  “Ever let a boy in here where he doesn’t belong?” I growl running the pad of my thumb over her wet slit.

  Her eyes narrow on me, and she tries slamming her legs shut, but I’m there so she can’t. “That isn’t really your business. You don’t see me ruining the moment by asking you how many women you’ve slept with over the years.”

  I smirk at her and slide my hands up her thighs, around her lush hips, and up her ribcage. I run the backs of my fingers over her pebbled nipple, and she shivers. “Go ahead Hummingbird, ask me.”

  “I don’t want to know that.” She spits out and looks away from me. Her body is dying for me to keep touching her, but her pride is holding
her back.

  “Ask me now or don’t, but we won’t be having this conversation again. The thought of anyone touching you is driving me crazy enough already.”

  She glares at me. She’s torn between wanting to rip my eyes out or pulling me closer so she can have her way with me. Soon enough love, just ask me so we can get this all out there.

  “How many?”

  “Zero.”

  She rolls her eyes and scoots back toward the headboard. I crawl up on the bed and lay over her body. I grab her wrists that were about to push me away and lock them in my hands near her head. “Easy love. I know it’s not normal, especially these days, but Dad told Ford and me when we were young to only give ourselves to the woman we were going to spend our lives with. Explained how it would feel to her if we had shared something so sacred with another. He made us promise to think about it, to really consider it before we gave something so important to a girl that didn’t matter. I didn’t understand at the time, but the promise I made when I was younger was always in the back of my head, and as I got older I was glad I waited. When I met you, I knew I had made the right decision.” A single tear slides down her cheek, and I release one of her hands to wipe it away. “So tell me, Ellie, did you save yourself for me too?”

  She nods, but I want to hear her say it.

  “Give me the words baby. I need to hear them.”