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“I’m sorry. My nerves got the best of me,” she says, twisting her hands in front of her. It seems like her nerves have still got a hold over her.
“You don’t have to apologize to me, Sadie baby. This is your home now. You should sleep wherever you feel comfortable.”
“I… I want that to be with you,” she replies causing me to smile and move closer to her. I must have already started doing that because I’m touching her before I know it.
“Do you know how beautiful you are?” I ask.
“No. No one has ever told me that before. The Amish don’t value that. My sister’s may have said I was pretty, but that’s not the same. It certainly didn’t feel the same as when you said I was beautiful.” She shivers under my touch.
“You don’t have to be scared of me. I won’t hurt you and we'll move at your pace, but I will do everything in my power to win you over.”
“Like what?” she asks.
“For starters, I do believe I owe you a kiss.”
“A kiss?”
“Yes, a kiss. The kiss I didn’t feel right giving you at a church full of people. Can I kiss you now, wife?” I ask, desperate to taste her in some way.
“Yes,” she whispers and licks her lips. I groan and lower my head to hers. At first, my lips barely touch hers. That barely their touch sends electric shocks all through my body. I linger, learning her lips. My hands grip her hips, squeezing. She’s rigid but quickly relaxes as I continue to kiss her. Finally, her hands fist in the front of my shirt and she kisses me back. I’m already addicted to her kisses. I could kiss this girl forever and I can’t believe that I actually get to do that. I get to kiss her whenever the fuck I want to, and I plan to.
She has to feel this energy, this heat between us. She may not understand it, but she has to feel something. I feel more alive than I ever have, yet I also feel so close to death, it doesn’t make sense.
My hands move and cup her ass. She whimpers and her mouth opens, I take the opportunity to sweep my tongue into her mouth, tasting the buttercream frosting from our wedding cake.
Without words, I lift her up into my arms and carry her to our bed. She stiffens as I lay her down and move onto the bed beside her. I wish there was something other than time and her getting used to me that would make her fully relax. I’ll wait however long it takes. She’s worth it.
“Nothing beyond this is going to happen tonight. However, I am going to kiss you until the sun comes up. You are going to be so addicted to my kisses, Sadie. You won’t be able to exist without them and neither will I. You have no idea how good we are going to be together.”
“What if I’m already addicted?” she asks, gripping my shirt.
“Getting a little more addicted won’t hurt you,” I tell her before claiming her lips again.
This is going to be everything and then some.
ChapterEight
Sadie
Four Days Later
It is crazy how much can change in four little days. In that time, I have become not only accustomed to his touch and kisses but addicted to them. I crave his lips on mine and on the rare days when he takes it further and lays on top of me, with my legs spread and clothes on, I become even more of a slave to the baser side of myself.
Jasper quite frankly is working his way into my veins, and I love it. Aside from that, the day after we got here, he did as promised and took all of us shopping. We all bought numerous pairs of pants never having been allowed to wear them. The girl in the store showed us various t-shirts, pretty tops and nice skirts to wear to church. We even got sandals and gym shoes which I might add are so comfortable.
He bought me a cell phone, saying he needed to be able to reach me should we be separated. I told him it was too extravagant, but he wouldn’t hear of it. By the time we were all done, the total of everything was upwards of one thousand dollars. It was at that moment it hit me he must be rich.
Later that night in our marital room, I asked him about this, not sure if it was too personal, but he chuckled and brushed his thumb against my cheek.“We are wealthy, wife.”I protested, telling him it was his money but then he said something about not signing my right to his money away. He is unlike any man I have ever met.
That following morning he took me on a ride on the back of his horse through the estate and land showing me how far it goes and where everything is. It is expansive. I think it spans half the city.
We rode back and he took me to the stable where he gifted me my own mare. She is beautiful and gentle. Her coat is a light brown, shadowed by darker brown but her mane is the color of caramelized honey. So, that is what I named her. Honey. I threw myself in his arms and cried as I was thanking him. I lost myself for a moment and kissed him. He put his hand on the back of my head and kissed me back and the rest they say is history. That was the day I became addicted to his kisses.
This morning I am really excited because last night he agreed to give my sisters and I two acres of empty land to begin a garden that we can see to. Today, we are planning on planting tomatoes, cucumbers, green peppers, and herbs. We are also going to plant a few apple trees and orange trees. First, we want to see if these take off. I am thinking about planting strawberries and pumpkins. I figure we could sell them along with the things we do ourselves in some local stores and such and make our own money.
“Where are you going, baby?” He has started calling me that and other things and every time my cheeks heat up. I didn’t think of myself as a woman who would like nicknames such as that, but it seems I do. At least from him.
“I was just going to go look at the land and decide where best to plant everything.”
