“I think that’s a good idea,” she agreed. “I don’t want to burn my first day out.”
“Fair-skinned redhead, yeah, you’re right, we really should go,” he said as he began gathering their belongings.
They began the trek back to the beach house, stopping to pick up shells along the way. Jill wanted to take some home for her niece and nephew. When they reached their house, he opened the door and let her go in first. He set the chairs on the porch and followed her in.
She walked into the master bedroom, dropping her cover up on the floor as she headed into the adjoining bathroom. Dropping her swimsuit, she hoped he’d take the hint and follow her.
As he walked in and spied the trail she’d left with the cover up and her swimsuit, he shed his trunks and went into the bathroom, just as she’d planned. He silently walked up behind her as she turned the water on. When he nuzzled her neck, she jumped. “Oh, babe, you scared me.”
“Did I now? I thought you left that trail as a hint,” he said with a low chuckle.
“You know me too well. I need to put a little mystery into this marriage,” she teased as she turned to face him.
As he leaned down to kiss her, she knew she had made the right decision in agreeing to spend her life with this man. There would be bumps in the road, but she also knew he would always be there to smooth them out with her.
Chapter Eleven
The rest of the honeymoon went smoothly. Jarrod noted Jill’s relaxation as she hadn’t bitten her lip or twirled her hair in almost two weeks. They swam, ate, explored, and made love, sleeping when they wanted to and talking for hours about their hopes and dreams for their future together. In spite of the way it had started out, the honeymoon had ended up being a time they would both remember as a happy start to their marriage.
As the vacation ended and real life took over, the newlyweds settled into their new routine. They were welcomed back to the office, with everyone asking to see pictures from the wedding and the beach house.
Jan had settled into her new position with ease, and she and Bryan appeared to have an easy rapport.
Jarrod strode into Jill’s office one afternoon, looking as hot and sexy as ever. It never failed to amaze him that he still found her as attractive as he had on her first day in the office. Even after all the little confrontations that had taken place between them, his feelings for her only grew stronger with each passing day and the emotional connection they shared was beyond description.
He leaned over and kissed the top of her head. “Whatcha working on, baby?” he asked as he sat down.
“The new designs. I want to do something different for the Williamsburg units, something more traditional.”
“That makes sense,” he agreed.
“What brings you to my office in the middle of the afternoon? Certainly not play or punishment since I haven’t been summoned to your place,” she teased.
“We could arrange either, name your poison,” he teased back.
“I’m good right now, thank you very much. You took care of all my needs very nicely this morning at home.”
“Glad to be of service,” he retorted. “Seriously, my mother just called. They’ll be back in the states next week. I wanted to let you know, she’s chomping at the bit to meet her new daughter-in-law and to start planning the big reception.”
“Oh, my,” she replied as she nervously bit the eraser on her pencil.
“Stop chewing that eraser, for Pete’s sake. My mother is not a monster.”
“And what about your dad?” she asked as she switched to biting her bottom lip.
“My dad will worship the ground you walk on if he thinks you might give him a few grandchildren at some point in his life.”
“Oh, my,” she repeated, twirling the same strand of hair she always did when stressed.
“I didn’t say it had to be soon,” he assured her.
“Oh, my,” she said for a third time.
“Dammit, Jill, stop with the ‘oh my’ or I’ll have to find a way to calm your nerves, right here in your office.”
She shot him a nervous grin and said, “You wouldn’t dare.”
“Try me.”
“I’m okay. Go away and let me work.” She looked across the desk at him, meeting his steely stare.
He got up and headed to the door. “If you change your mind, you know where to find me.”
An hour later, he called her on her desk phone. He smiled as she answered it absent-mindedly. “This is Jill.”
“Mrs. Baine, could you come into my office, please?” he asked in a serious tone.
“Mrs. Baine?” she asked with a soft laugh. “This sounds serious.”
“Oh, it’s very serious,” Jarrod replied seductively.
As he waited for her in his office, she hung up the phone, and walked down the hall to her husband’s private office. She opened the door and announced, “Okay, I’m here, Mr. Baine. You summoned and I’ve arrived.”
“Lock the door,” he ordered quietly.
She locked the door and started to walk toward him as he said, “Kick off your shoes.”
He tried hard not to grin. He wanted to appear stern. He watched as she kicked off her shoes and waited to see what he’d say next. Damn, she was gorgeous.
“Now, lose your panties and come here.”
She glanced at him quickly before complying and once again, he struggled not to smile. When she’d done as he asked, he watched as she started to walk toward him. When she got to the desk, he pushed his chair back revealing to her that he was sitting behind his desk nude from the waist down, sporting a huge hard-on. Finally, he couldn’t stand it any longer and he grinned at her.
“Oh my!” she said.
“What’s with all the ‘oh my’s’ today?” he asked.
He watched as she breathlessly waited for him to issue his next command. He didn’t wait long.
“Suck me,” he said as he watched her face for a reaction. He had a plan and he hoped it would work. He was learning about his wife’s needs little by little.
“What?” she asked as he gazed into his eyes with a surprised look.
“You heard me.” He was trying hard not to grin again.
He breathed a sigh of relief when she got down on her knees, and did as he asked, treating him to her own special style of blowjob she’d perfected since they’d been together. He was on the right track. As he struggled to remain in control, she sensuously licked and sucked, until he finally told her to stop. He lifted her onto his lap, hiked up her skirt and positioned her onto his throbbing cock. “Ride me,” he said softly as he gazed into her eyes.
Jarrod chuckled as she looked him square in the eyes, and did as he commanded. She slowly began to move, sensuously throwing back her head and tossing her long red hair to the side as he reached up and caressed her cheek. He watched her as she moved with him, bringing them both to a frenzied state. He held her hands and let her control the movements as he followed her lead, watching as the strain disappeared from her beautiful face when she let out a low moan. And as soon as he realized she was about to blow sky high, he cupped his hand over her mouth, told her to go for it, and joined her as he exploded inside her. He leaned over and kissed her as he whispered, “I love you,” in her ear.
When she finally got up and walked toward the private bath in his office, she turned and said, “What was that all about?”
“You needed something to calm your anxiety about my parents’ visit and I had two choices. Spank you or fuck you. I decided I’d rather fuck you. I hope I made the right decision.”
“You did. I feel much better. But I can’t help but think, we’re married now, and maybe we shouldn’t do this here, in the office. Maybe we need to show a little more restraint.”
“Say that again and I’ll warm your ass,” he replied before adding, “But seriously, if it makes you that uncomfortable, I won’t do it again. Why should the fact we’re married make a difference? Don’t you think married folks should b
e wild and carefree?”
“You can warm my ass anytime, but I promise not to say it again, at least not anytime soon. It was just a thought.” As he watched her turn and go into the bathroom, he had a satisfied grin on his handsome face.
By the time she returned, looking fresh but also freshly fucked, he was fully dressed and seated behind his desk.
“How did you get cleaned up so fast?”
“Towelettes, since my wife was hogging the bathroom.”
“You could have joined me,” she said.
“Yeah, I could have…” he teased.
“I have to get back out there.”
“Uh, I don’t think that’s such a good idea just yet. You look like a fresh-fucked fox in a forest right now.”
“What the hell?” She giggled. “I’ve never heard that expression before.”
“Sit down, have a glass of water, and relax a few minutes. You look beautiful but the rosy glow on your cheeks might give someone the impression you’ve just been thoroughly fucked by your husband.”
“Oh my,” she said as she sat down.
He rolled his eyes.
“Okay, I’ll stop saying it.”
“Thank you,” he replied as he leaned over to kiss her. “Go on back to your office now, baby. I’ll meet you at five to take you home.”
“Jarrod,” she said as she stood up.
“Yes, baby?” he asked as he watched her slip her feet back into her pumps.
“Thank you for always knowing what I need.”
“I may not always know, but I’m learning. I only want you to be calm and happy. And stop worrying about my parents. They will love you as much as I do.”
He smiled as she unlocked the door and walked out.
Chapter Twelve
As the day approached for Jill to meet her new in-laws, she grew increasingly nervous. Jarrod sensed it as he watched her twirl her hair and bite her bottom lip several times that week, adding the wringing of her hands to the ever-familiar tell-tale signs he had learned to read. He tried to come up with the best way to help her overcome her fears. Finally, the morning they were supposed to meet his parents for lunch, he knew what he needed to do to calm his wife’s fears. He was taking a different route this time, not the sensuous one he’d tried in his office days before. He was slowly beginning to know what she needed and when she needed it. That knowledge was bringing them closer, forming a bond between the two of them that was beyond belief.
Jill was flitting about, worrying about what to wear and whether to put her hair up or to leave it down. Jarrod had heard just about enough of it by this time.
He stood on the far side of the bedroom. “Jill,” he said simply, sternly.
She looked around from where she stood in front of the walk-in closet they shared. She could tell from the look in his eyes, he meant business. “What?” she asked quietly.
“Come here,” he ordered.
He watched as she walked to where he stood, trembling. Taking her in his arms he said, “I love you so much, baby, but you’ve got to calm down. I think we need a little maintenance this morning.”
“M…maintenance?” she asked.
“Yes, maintenance, regular spankings to remind you to calm down. I think it will relieve some of your stress.”
He sat down and pulled her gently across his knee.
“Jarrod, what… why?” she asked.
“Shush… it’s okay, baby. Just relax. Trust me.”
“I do trust you.”
As he pulled her short, satin robe up to expose her bare ass, he sighed. “I love your ass.”
“Apparently, so does your hand,” she replied as she squirmed on his lap.
“Are you sassing me this morning?” he asked with a chuckle.
“Never, dear hubby,” she replied demurely, already caught up in what he was planning to do.
He rubbed her ass as a small moan escaped her throat. “You like that? You’re beginning to relax, I feel it.”
Without warning, he administered a light slap to each cheek, immediately caressing both of them. He waited as she jumped in surprise, but quickly recovered, allowing herself to relax again. As he continued to slap and caress, each smack a little harder than the one before, she moaned, whimpered, and purred.
And when he laid her face down on the bed and began kissing her ass, literally, she sighed.
“Jarrod?” she asked softly.
“Yes, baby, I’m right here.”
“Make love to me.”
“With pleasure,” he replied as he rolled her over and joined her on the bed. He made love to every inch of her body, which was now totally relaxed, no longer a bundle of nerves. Slowly, he brought her to the brink of oblivion with his masterful hands and tongue. Finally, he entered her slowly, taking his time as his cock glided in and out of her wet pussy with ease. He was big, but she was always hot, wet, and ready for every inch he offered her. When she came, he smiled as her screams filled the room. He emptied himself inside her, as he called out her name.
“Thank you,” she said when he lay next to her.
“You were driving me crazy, in more ways than one,” he replied as he softly caressed her face.
“You always know just what I need,” she said.
“That’s because I love you. Now, get up. We have only a little while to get ready to go,” he said as he kissed the tip of her nose.
They finished getting ready and by the time they were on their way, he noted that her nerves were calm; she was happy and ready to meet the family.
As he pulled into the driveway of a spacious, two-story brick home in an older, affluent part of town, she gasped. “You grew up here, in this house?” she asked.
“Yes, why?” he asked.
“It’s gorgeous.”
“Yes, it is. You’ll fall in love with the inside. You know, baby, this house will be ours someday. Mom and Dad have talked about finding a smaller place since they’re gone so much. When they do, we can either move in here or sell it.”
“You’re kidding.”
“No, I’m not. Think of all the fun we’ll have chasing each other through all the rooms, and of course, we’ll have to christen each one.” He laughed at the thought.
“And think of raising babies here,” she added.
He glanced at her quickly. “Are you feeling the need for that already?” he asked softly.
“Not exactly just yet, but I have found myself thinking about it.”
“I told you before we were married, that’s one part of our lives I’ll leave completely up to you. When you’re ready, all you have to do is say the word. And I don’t mean to imply the responsibility will be all on you.”
“You’ll be a very good daddy,” she said as she leaned across the seat to plant a kiss on his cheek. “Let’s go while I still have my nerve.”
“Oh, Jillie, do I have to give you more TLC?”
“You called me Jillie, that’s funny. That’s what my family calls me.”
“What about the TLC?”
“I’m good… for now.”
He grinned at her and winked. “Come on, I want to show you off.”
He knew she worried needlessly and she knew it too the minute he introduced her to his mom and dad. She was welcomed into Jarrod’s family with open arms. The lunch and the entire afternoon went off without a hitch. They planned a perfect reception, with Mrs. Baine offering to call Jill’s mother to include her in some of the planning.
As they were preparing to leave, Jarrod’s dad said, “You know, Jarrod, your mother and I’ve been talking. Now that you’ve settled down, what would you and Jill think about moving into the house and letting us have the condo?”
Jarrod looked at Jill. As he looked back at his dad he said, “Are you really ready to give up the house?”
“We’re gone more than we are here. Your condo would be perfect for us. And in a few years, if the two of you decide to start a family, this house would be the perfect place. Of course, if it’s n
ot to your liking, we can sell it and find something else for the two of you.”
“I love this house,” Jill replied. “And I would love to raise a family here, but only when you’re sure you want to give it up.”
“Honey, we’ve been sure for a while now. We’ve been waiting for this playboy son of ours to find the right woman and settle down,” his mother said.
“And it’s plain to see, he’s found the right woman,” Mr. Baine added.
“I don’t know what to say. Thank you both for paying me such a compliment.”
“I haven’t seen my boy this happy in ages, so it’s me who should be thanking you, my dear Jill,” Mrs. Baine said as she hugged her.
“I told you they would love you, baby,” Jarrod whispered in her ear.
“Whispering sweet nothings to your bride, son?” his dad teased.
“She’s been very worried about meeting both of you, although for the life of me, I can’t imagine anyone being afraid to meet the world’s most doting parents. I was telling her ‘I told you so.’”
His parents laughed as they walked them out. “Come back soon, Jill, so we can start making plans for our moves.”
“Do you need my help with the reception?” Jill asked.
“You’ve helped me today with the plans. Your mother and I will take care of the rest. I can’t wait to meet your family. If they’re as lovely as you, I know I’ll love them.”
“Her folks are the best, especially her dad,” Jarrod said as he winked at Jill.
Jill punched him in the ribs. She explained, “Yes, Jarrod and my dad hit it right off from the start. Whatever was said in their little chat before the wedding turned them into pals for life.”
Jarrod’s dad laughed. “Maybe we don’t want to know, dear girl.”
As they drove back to the condo, Jarrod asked, “Feel better now?”
“Yes, but I’m a bit in awe about moving into the house so soon. I wasn’t expecting that.”
“I figured they’d bring it up, if not today, soon. I wanted to see your first impression of the place before I said anything.”
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