by Shaw Hart
“Kit?” She asks, shaking me from my dirty thoughts.
“I have to open at noon.”
She nods, looking to the clock to see that it’s only a little after 10 am.
“What are we going to do for two hours?” She asks, looking at me from under her lashes.
“I’ve got a couple of ideas.” I say, scooping her up in my arms and carrying her up the stairs and back to bed.
Chapter Thirteen
Stella
It’s been three days and Kit and I have already settled into a nice routine. We spend almost all of our time together and Kit barely lets me out of arms reach. Every morning we wake up wrapped in each other’s arms. We take a shower before Kit makes us breakfast and then we head to the gym. I’ve made a lot of progress in the office so far and I’m starting to set up an organized system for all of the paperwork and schedules that are now part of my duties.
We work there from 9 am to 5 pm most days, except on Sundays, then we only work noon to 5 pm. We head home after work and cook dinner together before we spend a few hours relaxing and enjoying each other’s company.
Most nights we stay in, cuddling on the couch and watching tv or movies and exploring each other’s bodies. Kit has had his mouth and hands-on every inch of me. He’s licked and stroked every single one of my curves but when it comes to me touching him, he always stops me. I’ve taken him in my mouth once and that was when I had woken up before him one morning. He had let me blow him until he was ready to explode before he pulled me off of him and rolled me onto my back. He had thrust into me, rutting inside me like an animal before he came deep inside of me. His fingers had rubbed against my clit as he gave me a few more shallow thrusts and I had followed him into oblivion.
I had grown frustrated with him not letting me touch him and had asked Kit why he wouldn’t let me taste and touch him. He had told me that he wanted all of his come to go in my pussy and I realized that he was trying to get me pregnant. I’d be lying if hearing him say that hadn’t turned me on. He had rolled me onto my back again after that and made me scream his name two more times before we had to leave for the gym.
Kit always makes sure that I come and I always come more than he does. He seems to love the taste of me, waking me up most mornings with his face between my legs and he always seems to need another taste of me before he can go to sleep. I love that he can’t seem to get enough of me and I hope that he always feels the same.
We’re at the gym now but it’s almost time for us to head home. I know that Kit will be coming in any second to lift me up and carry me out to the truck. I finish filing the last of the paperwork and look around the now clean office. I told Kit that we needed some more office organization stuff and he had immediately dragged me to the office depot so that I could pick out the ones that I wanted. Pen cups and letter organizers now sit on the desk and more organizers hang on the wall. Kit had said that the old office chair wasn’t fit for a Princess so he ordered me a new one. Top of the line, of course, and soft as butter.
I push the chair in, making sure that everything is in its place before I head for the office door. I’m hoping that I can beat Kit out of here. I just want to have a couple of minutes to myself. I’ve been afraid to admit it, even to myself, but I can’t ignore it any longer.
I’m in love with Kit.
He treats me like royalty, going above and beyond to meet each and every one of my wants and needs. I love how he treats me but, more than that, I love how he makes me feel. I don’t have to be the defensive, tough, loner when I’m with him. I’m not alone anymore and deep down I know that Kit will never leave me. I trust him.
My only concern is that, well, isn’t all of this happening a little too fast? I mean, I’ve only known Kit for five days. You can’t love someone after five days… can you? It must just be all of the sex. Right? I mean I know that some girl’s feelings change with sex but I never knew that I would be one of them. I always thought that I was too rational and level headed for that but if it isn’t just the sex then that means that I fell for Kit in under five days.
Maybe he’s right. Maybe our souls are the same and we’re connected. Maybe we were meant to find each other in the alley that night.
Kit opens the office door before I can figure it out and I’m in his arms a second later. We wave goodbye to Claire at the front desk as we walk out to the truck. Can I tell him that I love him so soon? What if he doesn’t feel the same just yet? I’m quiet on the drive home as I try to figure out what to do about my feelings for Kit and I can tell that Kit notices. He tries to talk to me a couple of times but I tell him I have a headache.
We pull into the garage and Kit carries me inside and straight up to our bedroom. He lays me down in bed, tucking me in before he checks my forehead for a fever. He frowns before he turns and grabs me some Tylenol out of the bathroom cabinet.
“I’m going to make some soup for you, Princess. Can’t have my girl getting sick.”
I nod at him as I swallow the pills and he kisses my forehead once more before he heads back down to the kitchen. I sigh as I sink back against the pillows and try to organize all of my thoughts. I just need to come up with a plan and then everything will be better. I’ll stop stressing and things can go back to normal.
That night Kit brings me dinner in bed and draws me a bath before he tucks us both in. How could anyone not love this guy? He’s so sweet and caring and he gives me more orgasms than I know what to do with. He’s perfect.
He holds me, stroking my hair and back as I slowly drift to sleep.
Chapter Fourteen
Kit
It’s been 24 hours and Stella is still acting weird.
I had been worried last night when she said she wasn’t feeling well but she didn’t have a fever and so I was hoping that it was just a headache and she’d be back to normal this morning. Instead, she was still barely talking and I’ve caught her staring off into space a couple of times throughout the day. Every time I try to ask her what’s wrong though she just keeps saying nothing.
I don’t like her hiding things from me and I’m not sure how much more of this I can take. I miss seeing Stella’s beautiful eyes on me and hearing her smooth voice as we talk about everything under the sun.
I thought that things had been going great. We were comfortable with each other and had been getting along great. I try to think back over the last couple of days wondering what could have happened to cause such a shift in her. Was it something that I did?
I stare at the closed office door and my jaw flexes as I feel myself reach my limit. I grind my teeth, mumbling under my breath as I cross across the gym and throw the office door open. I kick it closed behind me and I’m rounding the desk before my Princess can blink.
“I can’t take this anymore. You need to tell me what’s wrong. Now.” I demand, crossing my arms over my chest and staring into her eyes.
“Nothing’s wrong.” She says, looking away from me and back to the papers on the desk.
I grip the arms of the chair and spin her so that she’s facing me once again.
“Princess, I don’t know what I did but you need to tell me so that I can make it right.”
“You didn’t do anything, Kit.”
“Then tell me who did so that I can go kick their ass for upsetting my Princess.”
She smiles at me then, just a slight curving of her lips and I drop my hands from the chair, gripping her hips and pulling her closer to me.
“Come on, Princess. What’s going on?” I whisper against her lips.
She pulls back to look at me and I do my best to beg her with my eyes to let me in and tell me what’s upsetting her.
“My feelings for you… they’ve.. um, I…” She stutters.
Her feelings for me? Is she saying what I think she’s saying?
“I love you too, Princess.” I say, cradling her face in my hands.
Her eyes get misty and she blinks rapidly as she tries to hold back the tears. One still esc
apes though and I quickly use my thumb to wipe it away.
“Princess, you gotta stop crying. You’re killing me here.” I plead with her.
“Do you think that this happened too fast?” She asks, her eyes still watery.
“Oh, Princess. No, I’ve been looking for you my entire life. I told you when we met that our souls were the same and I meant it.”
“What if you change your mind?” She whispers.
I want to tell her that I’m never going to change my mind but I have something that could show her.
“Come with me.” I say, scooping her up in my arms and carrying her out to the truck. I buckle her inside before I hop in next to her, firing up the truck and heading towards home.
Chapter Fifteen
Stella
I sit silently in the passenger seat while Kit drives us home. He pulls me out of the truck, carrying me up to our bedroom and setting me gently down on the bed. I watch his strong back as he turns away from me and heads into the closet. He’s back a second later with something in his hand and I gasp when he drops down to his knees in front of me, holding out the biggest diamond ring that I’ve ever seen.
The ring is pink and square-cut in a platinum setting. I gape at it as Kit continues to hold it out to me.
“I needed to get you something fitting for a Princess.” He murmurs and I finally pull my eyes away from the ring.
I look up into his brown eyes and my heart flips over in my chest as I see the love shining in his eyes. He leans in brushing his lips against mine as he slides the ring onto my finger.
“Aren’t you going to ask me to marry you first?” I ask.
“No, I’m not going to give you the chance to say no.”
I roll my eyes at him, admiring the way my new accessory shines and sparkles in the light.
“I love you, Princess. My mom always told me that one day I would meet the girl for me and I would just know and she was right. As soon as these gorgeous eyes met mine, I was a goner. I love how strong and independent you are and I know that you can take care of yourself but with me around, you’ll never be alone again. It is my honor to be the one that you lean on.”
Her eyes start to water again and I take her hands in mine as I finish the speech that I have been working on in my head ever since the night that I met her.
“I promise that I will always love you, Stella. You will always be my Princess and I promise that I will always treat you as one. I promise that I will never get bored or tired of you. I never want to hurt you, Princess. I want to make all of your dreams come true.”
“I want to make your dreams come true too.” She whispers.
“You already do, just by being you, just by being by my side.”
“I love you.” She cries, throwing herself into my arms.
“I love you more, Princess.” I say as I wrap her up in my arms and rain kisses all over her face.
Her hands go to my clothes and she starts to frantically pull at them. I lay her down on the bed, pinning her hands above her head and slowly pulling her clothes off. We have all of the time in the world and tonight I want to take my time with my future bride. I strip her naked and kiss my way down her body as I pull my own clothes off.
We make love slow that night over and over and I know that I will never be able to get my fill of my Princess, my fiancée.
Chapter Sixteen
Kit
One Month Later…
I try my hardest to keep the stern look on my face as I look over at my wife. She has her arms crossed over her chest and a sassy look on her face. Normally, I would let my Princess get her way, especially if what she wanted wasn’t going to put her in any danger but I’m too excited over finding out the results to back down now.
Stella and I have been married for about a month now. We went down to the courthouse a couple of days after I proposed and tied the knot in a quickie ceremony. We took a couple days off and went out to Colorado for our honeymoon. My Princess always wanted to see the mountains and I was determined to show it to her. We had played in the snow, making snow angels and sledding before we would head back to our rental cabin and curl up together. Stella had loved it and I had vowed to make her that happy every day of her life.
We’ve been back in Kansas for two weeks now and over the last couple of weeks, I’ve noticed some changes in Stella’s body. Her tits seem even fuller and so much more sensitive than normal. She’s been nauseous most afternoons and she’s been so tired lately. I think I already know what that means but I’m trying to get my stubborn wife to take the test already so we can find out for sure.
I had snuck out this morning to pick up a couple of pregnancy tests and had woken her up with donuts and decaf coffee. She had finished eating before I had handed her the bag with the tests in it. She had taken one look inside before she tossed the bag to the side and picked up a donut. I’ve been trying to convince her to just take one test already but she’s fighting me on it.
“Princess, just take the test already. Don’t you want to know?”
She pauses, letting out a huff before she slips out of bed and walks over to the dresser.
“I already know.” She says, tossing a package into my lap.
I look at her for a second before I tear into the package, ripping off the wrapping paper and pulling the tape off the box inside. I open the lid, pulling out the small onesie and t-shirt inside.
I read the shirt first.
You’re killing me smalls.
I smile, already knowing what the onesie will say.
Smalls
I laugh, happiness and pure joy flood through me as I look up at my wife.
“I’m pregnant.” She says, cradling her still flat stomach.
“I’m so happy, Princess. I hope we have a little girl and she has eyes just like her mothers.” I say, scooping her up in my arms and crushing her against me.
Stella kisses me before she rests her forehead against mine.
“We’re going to be parents.” She whispers, her voice filled with awe.
“I love you, Princess.”
“I love you too.”
I lay my Princess down on our bed, slipping in behind her. My hands come down, cradling her stomach as I cuddle her against me. I have my whole world in my hands and I couldn’t be happier.
Chapter Seventeen
Stella
Ten years later…
I smile as I watch my husband in the boxing ring with our three kids. He’s working with them, showing them some defensive moves while I finish up in the office. We still live in Lindsborg although we travel often. Kit loves taking the family on vacation every year and I know that the kids love it too. Me, I’m happy just being at home with everyone, hearing them run around and bicker with each other.
We had our first kid, Miles, exactly nine months after we met and the other two, our twins, Skye and Kyle, exactly ten months after we welcomed Miles. The pregnancy with the twins had been rough on me and there were complications with the c-section. Almost losing me scared the crap out of Kit so we decided that after the twins, we were done.
Three was more than enough. We still live in our house out away from the town and the kids go to the local school right down the road. We get to drop the kids off at school before we head to the gym. Some days I pick the kids up after school and take them home while Kit closes up at the gym but more often than not, Kit has another employee close up and he heads home with me.
He still can’t stand for us to spend any amount of time apart. I pretend to be annoyed but deep down I love how obsessed and protective Kit is with me. He promised that he would never get tired of me and he’s kept his promise. He still spoils me rotten and treats me like a princess, His Princess.
The kids are headed to camp tomorrow and they’ll be gone for two weeks. I know that Kit and I will both miss our babies but I’m also looking forward to two weeks alone with my husband.
I finish up with the paperwork in the office before I head out to roun
d everybody up. Kit looks up as soon as I walk out and nods at me, telling the kids to get their bags so we can head home. They beg him to stop for pizza for dinner and he caves within seconds. In case it wasn’t obvious, he likes to spoil our kids as well.
I grin at him as he hops out of the ring and makes his way over to me. He wraps his arm around my waist, leading me out to the car. Just like always, he opens the door for me and then buckles me up, dropping a kiss before he helps our kids into car and slips behind the wheel himself.
I never thought that I would end up here. A wife, a mother, and happy. I owe it all to Kit, to my husband who realized what we had before I would even admit it to myself. He fought for this, for our happily ever after. He got past my defenses, breaking down all of my walls and I have to say, I’ve never been happier to have let my guard down.
The End.
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