by Beth Maria
“Congratulations, baby girl! I can’t believe both of my children are growing up and getting married!” Tears fall from her eyes at that revelation, and it makes me cry again too.
“I know. This is the happiest day of my life, Mom.”
“Oh, you wait until your wedding day. That will be the happiest day of your life, and then it will be when you have your first child. It just gets better and better,” she tells me, wiping the tears from my face, even though tears are falling down hers as well.
“You better treat my pumpkin right, Jesse,” my daddy says, showing his stern side that scares the shit out of Jesse.
I look over my shoulder just in time to see Jesse swallow hard before replying, “I wouldn’t have it any other way, Sir. You’re daughter is my whole world.” That must have been the answer my father was looking for because he cracks a smile before clapping Jesse on the back and congratulating him. Then he pulls me in for a hug, telling me loud enough for Jesse to hear that if he hurts or makes me upset, that he will break his legs. I just laugh because we all know that he loves Jesse like a son.
I show everybody else my ring, get congratulated, and then the waiter asks if we want desert. Honestly, no, I don’t. I just want to go home and snuggle up to my fiancé. He must understand my meaning because he stands up, telling everybody that we will see them tomorrow, before dragging me laughing out of the restaurant.
The ride home takes far too long. As soon as we get out of my car, we’re all over each other, not taking our hands off each others’ bodies until we get upstairs to Jesse’s bedroom, where we have to be in order to take our clothes off.
“God, I want you so much,” Jesse groans huskily in my ear before kissing my neck.
“Fuck me, Jesse. I want to be fucked.” I let my dirty side out to play, that I know Jesse loves so much. After not having him touch me for days, I want all that he can give me. Hard and fast.
A growl is what I get in reply before I’m flung onto the bed with Jesse landing on top of me.
“Your wish is my command,” is the last thing he says before ramming into me and completely filling me.
Chapter 20
Jake
I couldn’t help but laugh at the way Jesse practically dragged Maisie out of here. What I would give to be able to drag my fiancé out of here and have my wicked way with her whenever I wanted. I haven’t had sex since before Noah was born, except if you count using my hand, which quite frankly just doesn’t cut it. But if I don’t want to have blue balls, my hand is going to have to do. I’ve been using the trick where you sit on your hand until it’s numb before using it, so that it feels like someone else is doing it. I have to admit, it does work better than if my hand wasn’t numb. Problem? My mind knows that it’s my hand and not Chloe’s, which ruins the pleasure. Yes, I could have asked her to give me a hand, but I’m not that stupid. I don’t want my dick chopped off. She’s been quite cranky recently, though I would be too if I had about as much sleep as she does. I wish I could help out, and I do try my hardest, but by the time I’ve come home from work, I’m pooped. Then I have to do my college work. I feel shitty not helping out, but I’m hoping I’ll be able to do more college work and help out when it calms down. So back to the matter at hand; I’m jealous that the fucker gets to do it whenever he wants.
The doctors said we had to wait six weeks before having sex, but I’m sure it wouldn’t kill her to have it two weeks earlier, right? She’s healed pretty well, considering she had an episiotomy. All we need now is for someone to offer to have Noah…
“Chloe, darling, you look tired. How about Tim and I have Noah for the night, and you two go home and have a bit of time to yourselves?” My mother asks, as if reading my thoughts.
Inside, I’m giddy with excitement. We could use this alone time to bond, though knowing Chloe, she won’t want Noah out of her sight, especially with him being only a month old.
“Erm…”
“Chloe, they will look after Noah, if that’s what you’re worried about. They didn’t do too badly with me,” I cut in, trying to quickly change her mind.
“We promise we will look after him,” my dad pipes up, seeing the indecision on Chloe’s face.
Chloe sighs, and I know we have won. “Fine, but I will collect him first thing in the morning. I don’t think I’m going to be able to sleep.” She mumbles the last part, obviously not meaning for anybody to hear.
“Oh, no, you definitely won’t be sleeping tonight. I have plans for you, missy,” I purr in her ear, causing her body to wrack with a shudder.
“I can’t wait,” she whispers. Those three little words make my dick stand to attention in anticipation of what is going to happen tonight. We need to leave now before I combust right here in my damn trousers.
“Mom, you have everything, right?” I ask, knowing full well that they bought separate stuff for Noah, just in case he did happen to stay with them.
“Oh yes. I made sure to buy lots of everything. He won’t go without!” my mom replies cheerfully with a megawatt smile on her face.
“In that case, thank you, and we will see you tomorrow.” I salute them before leaving the table, practically dragging Chloe behind me.
“Bye, Jake!” Evan shouts. I raise my hand and wave, not once looking back. The only thing on my mind right now is getting home and getting Chloe naked and screaming out my name. All. Night. Long.
Chloe laughs when I pick her up and plop her down in our SUV before running around to the driver’s side and speeding out of the parking lot. I’m a man on a mission right now, everybody else be damned.
The journey home takes half the time that it took to get to the restaurant. As soon as I park the car, I jump out, run around to the passenger side, open the door, and pick Chloe out, chucking her over my shoulder. She screams in my ear in surprise, so I slap her ass in warning to keep quiet. I don’t want to alert our neighbors. They will wonder what the hell is going on, and with it being dark, they probably won’t realize that it’s me.
The slap just causes her to scream louder then go into a fit of giggles, which causes me to laugh. Fuck it, we aren’t going to be stealthy about this.
I run up the path and make quick work of opening the front door before slamming it shut behind us. Not bothering to turn the lights on, I run up the stairs blindly, with only the light from the moon shining through the windows, thanking God that I didn’t trip over and break our necks, and crash into our bedroom door. Motherfucker! I silently curse whoever put that damn door there!
“Are you alright?” Chloe laughs at me. I just smack her ass in reply, trying to shake off the headache that I know I’m going to get in a few minutes. Now is not the time to be getting the mother of all headaches, not when I plan to exhaust both Chloe and myself.
I plop Chloe down onto our bed before turning around and switching the light on.
“Why’ve you turned the light on?” Chloe asks, starting to cover herself up.
“Because,” I say, starting to slowly walk toward her. “I want to be able to see every single part of you.”
“Jake, my body isn’t what it used to be-” she starts to say, but I cut off those insecure thoughts right away.
“Chloe, I don’t care about that. I will love you whatever you look like. So what if your stomach isn’t what it used to be like? You have a few stretch marks, but they are marks of you housing our baby for nine months. You should be proud of them, not hide them away. I love every single scar that you have. Let me show you how much I love you and them.”
Chloe whimpers. I slowly take off her dress in one fluid motion, dropping it into a pile on the floor. I step back and just admire her. She truly is beautiful. I honestly don’t understand what she’s so self-conscious about. Her body is beautiful. Since having Noah, she’s more voluptuous. My God, just looking at her curves is making my mouth water.
I take a tentative step toward her, wanting to take my sweet time in worshipping her body. I’ve not been able to do this for a month. I’ve m
issed her this way in unbelievable amounts.
“So beautiful,” I whisper into the quiet room, snaking my hand across her stomach in a feather light way.
“Jake, please. I need you,” Chloe moans, lifting her arms to try and take my t-shirt off.
“Do you want to make love, slow and gentle, or do you want to be fucked, hard and fast?” I ask, my tone demanding. When we fuck, I love to be in charge in the bedroom, and Chloe always surrenders.
“I want, I want…”
“What do you want, Princess? You need to tell me. I’m not doing anything until that pretty mouth of yours tells me exactly what you want.”
A moan slips out of her mouth, causing my dick to stand even more to attention than I thought possible. The hold this woman has over me is crazy!
“I want you to fuck me, hard and fast,” Chloe pants out, her warm breath hitting my lips.
I growl. I take my clothes off, chucking them next to Chloe’s in record time. When I’m done, I look down at Chloe, who is now standing before me naked. She has everything bared to me, and it’s one hell of a beautiful sight, so much so that it causes my mouth to water in anticipation.
“Turn around and bend over, Princess.” Chloe turns around and bends over the bed, eagerly awaiting the damage that I’m going to unleash on her. Positioning myself behind her, I thrust into her in one thrust, fitting snugly. You wouldn’t have thought that she’s just had a baby; she’s gotten so tight again.
I don’t move. I’m afraid that I’m not going to last very long. I’d forgotten how amazing she feels wrapped around my cock.
“This is going to be quick, and then I’m going to take my sweet time making love to you all night long,” I tell her, starting to slowly move.
“Faster, Jake,” Chloe pants.
She doesn’t need to tell me twice. I said hard and fast, and hard and fast is exactly what she’s going to get. I pump into her as hard as I can, filling her to the hilt, before pulling out and repeating my pleasurable torture.
“Oh, Jake, yes, right there!” Chloe screams, close to orgasm. I can feel her walls tightening around my cock.
I lift her ass cheeks, allowing me in deeper from a different angle. I can feel myself about to explode at any second.
“Baby, I’m going to cum,” I growl, hoping she’s about to orgasm too.
“Yes, yes, oh GOD, YES!” Her walls clamp down around my cock. That’s all it takes for my orgasm to hit full force. As I Collapse on top of Chloe, she milks me of every last drop.
“That was amazing,” she says dreamily, trying to catch her breath.
“I’ve missed you so much,” I pant, placing gentle kisses on her back.
“Hmm…” Chloe grinds on my cock, causing it to stir back to life.
Chloe turns her head around, not once breaking contact, and raises her eyebrows. “Oh yeah, I’m ready again, Princess,” I tell her before spinning her around, placing her on her back, and entering her again. “This time I’m going to make slow, sweet love to you.”
And we do just that. We hardly get any sleep from waking up numerous times and showing each other how much we love each other until we are both exhausted.
Chapter 21
Chloe
Ring Ring
What the hell is that noise?
Ring Ring
My cell phone. Great. What idiot would call at this time in the morning when people are trying to sleep?
Ring Ring
Keeping my eyes closed, I reach over to the side cabinet and retrieve my phone.
“What?” I answer, not even checking to see who it is. Cranky Chloe is out to play today. I need more sleep.
“That is no way to answer your best friend,” Maisie’s cheerful voice scolds me.
“Eurgh, seriously, it’s far too early. What’s wrong?”
“What do you mean it’s early? Chloe, it’s one in the afternoon. Why are you still asleep?”
“Because I didn’t get any sleep at all last night. Your damn brother is like the freaking energizer bunny. I’m sure as soon as I move I’m going to burn in my nether regions.”
I hear Maisie gagging down the phone. “Seriously, did you have to tell me that?” I laugh lazily. Had I have been awake, I’m sure I would have cracked up laughing. For now though, this will have to do. I just do not have the energy.
“What did you wake me up for then, bestie?” I ask, getting straight to the point so I can hang up and go back to sleep.
“We are going wedding dress shopping,” she squeals down the phone, deafening me in the process.
“Nu uh, I don’t think so. I’m lacking sleep here, and then when I finally wake up, I have to collect Noah from your mom and dad’s. I don’t have time today. Plus, you only got engaged yesterday. Why are you buying your dress now?”
I look over to my right and spot Jake fast asleep, lightly snoring. I gently run my fingers through his hair, feeling the softness of it now that there’s no gel in it.
“You know that I’ve been waiting for this moment since I was little. I already know exactly what dress I want. Plus, you still need to choose your dress. You’ve been engaged for three months, and you’ve still not done any preparation. Do you not want to get married in the near future? At the rate you’re going, you’ll end up married in ten years’ time.”
I sigh at how serious she sounds. I can’t wait to get married. Honestly I can’t, but with just giving birth to Noah, I’ve not had much time to think about anything else other than him. I know that I’ve put my wedding on the back burner, and right now, I’ve got some time to actually get one thing ready. I guess it’s not going to hurt to have a look, right?
“I take it by the long pause that you’re considering it?” I can hear the excitement in her voice.
I sigh before replying, “Yes, pick me up in an hour.”
“Great. See you soon!” Then she’s hanging up, and I’m left looking up at the ceiling and trying to find the motivation to get my ass out of bed. Today is going to be a loooong day.
****
“I’m so excited, Chloe. I’ve been dreaming of this day for the past year, and now I get to choose my wedding dress on the same day that you pick yours,” Maisie chirps as we step through the door of the bridal store.
After having two cups of coffee before Maisie picked me up, and then stopping at Starbucks so I could get another coffee, I am finally back to the land of the living; well, kind of, for somebody who’s only had a few hours sleep. When I got off the phone with Maisie, I called Theresa to see if it was okay if she looked after Noah for a little bit longer. When I explained the circumstances, she agreed, though she said she was going to call us to see if she could have him for a little while longer anyway. Apparently he slept through the whole night last night, and he’s been a really happy boy. It’s typical that the one night he’s not at home he sleeps through the night. I’m sure he realizes that he’s torturing me by not allowing me to sleep. Before leaving, I wrote Jake a note to let him know where I was off to. Now that Noah’s looked after and Jake knows where I am, I’ve finally got some time for myself. Let the dress shopping commence!
“Next you’ll be saying you want to have our wedding on the same day,” I joke, but Maisie doesn’t laugh.
When I look at her, her eyes are practically bulging out of her head.
“Oh no, no, no, no. I was just joking. I want that day all to myself, thank you very much!” I tell her, shaking my head vehemently.
“You are such a party pooper,” Maisie says, pouting like a child.
“Let’s go and find the perfect dress,” I say, trying to divert her train of thought. I love her and all, but I really don’t want our wedding on the same day. I want my day to be all about me, and she deserves the same, not shared attention.
“Yay! I’m so excited!” she squeals again before leaving me standing by the entrance while she goes in search for her perfect dress.
Half an hour later, I’m still looking. I haven’t found one
dress that I love yet, not one! I’ve seen a few that are pretty, but I don’t see myself wearing any of them. I think the assistant is getting fed up with me, though she won’t let it show. That wouldn’t be very professional, now would it?
Maisie, on the other hand, has found around ten dresses that she’s in love with. Knowing Maisie, she will look fabulous in every one of them, while at this rate, I’ll be wearing a garbage bag to my wedding.
“I don’t think today is my day,” I sigh into thin air.
“I’ve been thinking. We have this dress out back, and so far, there is only one of them made. Would you like to see it?” the pretty assistant asks, still masking her annoyance with me.
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to see,” I reply with little enthusiasm. I mean, I’ve not found one yet, so I don’t think this one is going to be any better.
I watch her walk away before looking at the last rack of dresses I’ve yet to look through.
A few minutes later, she returns carrying a white bag. I’m almost too scared to look, in fear that I’ll be even more disappointed. This is my last hope unless I want to drive over to the next town. From the way this is going, though, I’m probably going to have to.
I close my eyes, hearing the zipper go down.
“Are you ready?” Maisie whispers, scaring me half to death as I thought she was on the other side of the store.
I swallow loudly before slowly nodding my head.
“Open your eyes, Chloe.” I do as I’m told, and as soon as I do, a gasp leaves my mouth.
“Oh my…” I whisper, not knowing what else to say. “It’s beautiful.” I know that this is the perfect dress for me. It’s everything I’ve always dreamed about and more. I just hope it looks as perfect on as it does off. The only way to find out is to try it on. I pray to the God above that it suits me!
“Would you like to try it on?” Maisie asks when I make no attempt to say anything more.
I can’t find my voice, so I eagerly nod my head. Hell yeah, I want to try this dress on!
