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He starts the shower, moving us into it, but before I can begin to speak, I’m pressed against the wall, getting what I’d asked for last night.
“Fuck baby. Your pussy knows just how to make daddy happy, doesn’t it? I know it does because you’re such a good girl,” he grunts at me, his hips pumping into mine, sending the breath out of me with his hard thrusts. “Yeah, it is. Such a good pussy, taking daddy whenever he needs it. Coming when he demands,” he adds, meeting my eyes and I fall entirely into his hands. “That’s it, baby girl. Keep coming and let daddy fill you.”
That makes my pussy grasp at him all over again, and he turns us, settling onto the bench. His hands grip my waist, bouncing me on his cock while his eyes hold mine. “You’re going to let daddy fill you up like a good girl. Let daddy breed you…just like this,” he groans, his cum exploding inside me as he holds me down on his cock, sending me over into my own bliss yet again.
We stay like that for several minutes, my heart racing as my head rests on his chest over his, listening to it beat in synch with mine. His hands and lips are soft on me as we come down, and I can’t stop the smile that hits when he groans in almost agony as he lifts me off him.
It's a sound I have to return when he takes his time washing every inch of my body, but it turns to muffled screams as he eats me to orgasm twice. The second time from behind, and he pulls me onto his cock, filling my pussy once again, as I go off.
There’s a permanent smile on my lips when we get out, and I rummage through my things to get ready before Cleo wakes. It takes over twice as long with all the kisses Adam gives me, but I will never complain about them or the time. It feels utterly perfect. Everything I’ve ever wanted and more.
“What are you doing today?” he asks me when I’m finally dressed and he’s finishing buttoning his shirt. I like that he doesn’t wear suits to work. Not saying he didn’t look amazing in the dinner jacket the other night, but a three-piece suit is so not the type of guy I pictured coming home to me. I guess I was looking for someone more like my dad, so it seems I’m more like Mom than just with the way Adam and I met.
“I have to sit down with a couple clients. I have one event this weekend that’s pretty big so we’re going over any last minute adjustments. Then I have one with a client whose event isn’t until this summer, but it’s for a charity so we need to get donations lined up so we can bring in more donations to help them out with the event.”
“Which charity?” he asks, making me smile because I can see he really wants to know.
“The Erikson Shelter. It’s a women and children’s shelter here in town. The address is kept quiet, because the women that run there don’t want their husbands or boyfriends finding them at it. Mom and Dad always made donations to it when we were growing up, but now, I offer to put together the event to help them raise even more funds.”
“So sweet, no wonder the Thompsons fell at your feet, baby,” he teases, and I grin as we leave his room and I sneak into Cleo’s to wake her while he goes and starts breakfast.
“Wakey, wakey, sweet girl,” I whisper into Cleo’s ear, dropping a kiss onto her cheek before she rolls onto her back, stretching.
Her eyes open, then shut, before popping open as she quickly sits up, a huge smile on her face. “You’re here!”
“I’m here, sweetheart,” I tell her, indulging in her hug until I know we need to get her up and ready.
I laugh softly when Cleo asks Adam if she can ride with me, finding out I’m following them to the school so Adam can put me on Cleo’s approved and emergency contact list. He gives her a fake pout before kissing the top of her head, then giving me one, telling us he’ll follow us there, but his girls owe him some cuddles tonight to make up for it.
I give Cleo a kiss as she hurries down the hallway while we go to step into the office, but I stop hearing several excited ‘Aunt Jas’. Adam give me a little kiss as he moved towards the desk, Pamela looking between us before giving me a wink as he reaches her.
“Hi girls,” I say giving Serenity a hug, then one to Amelia and ones to Alicia and Allison. “You all feeling better?” I ask them, but their eyes slide over my shoulder and my head turns, landing on Adam. “All done already?”
“Seems that Pamela knows all your information, so she was able to add it without me having to fill her in,” he says, glancing towards the girls who are giggling as Serenity whispers something to them.
“Is he your boyfriend Aunt Jas?” Amelia asks and I nod, smiling as they all giggle more.
“Are you gonna get married?” Serenity asks, bouncing in anticipation. “We wanna be flower girls cause we never get to go to weddings.”
I fight to control my laughter because my brothers weren’t about to let Carly or Eden plan a big wedding. Neither of them wanted one either. Serenity and Amelia were too young to recall Jesse and Maddie’s wedding so it’s not too shocking that they’re asking.
“I promise, all of you and Grace will get to be my flower girls if I get married, okay?” I tell them, earning more hugs I love before they hurry to their classes as Adam walks me to my car.
“I guess that rules out a run to the court-house to make you mine already,” he says, keeping me from opening the door to get in.
“Pretty sure my dad would object to that.”
“And how much would he object to his little girl walking down the aisle pregnant, because I’m pretty sure you’re not on anything, and your pussy was begging to bred.”
His words make my pussy clench, proving just how true they are, and I lean up, kissing him before patting his chest with a grin. “I guess you’d better hurry up then. My dad might try to take you out if I have a baby belly with my wedding dress. He’s likely to take a swing just knowing you’ve corrupted me since he warned my sister Jackie’s husband about not touching his little girl before they were married after all.”
“I guess we won’t have to worry about hiring someone to plan the wedding and with all your contacts it shouldn’t take long, so start thinking what you want, baby. I’m not going to last long. I want your last name to match mine, soon,” he says, and shit, if I didn’t have to meet with clients, I would so be going home with him now.
Chapter 12
Adam
I let out a groan as the doorbell rings. Jasmine’s laid out on the couch under me, her sweater hanging off a shoulder, baring all but her tight little nipple that’s poking against it. Today’s been a damn good day, and not only with having woken with Jasmine in my arms the last two mornings.
