The Man of Her House
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“I love you so much, Alyssa. I don’t know what I’d do now without you.”
“Me either. I love you too.”
“Now, where were we?”
She was throbbing and wet as his hands roamed all over her. One was on her bottom rubbing and squeezing, lifting her off the bed. The other was between her legs, parting her wet lips and looking for her little pearl, teasing it from its hood, making her tingle all over. His mouth latched onto first one nipple and then the other, but Alyssa wanted to kiss him. She pulled his head up towards hers, her lips finding his. She suckled his neck and opened her legs, wanting him to touch her, to take her.
He didn’t disappoint.
A long finger moved around her entrance slowly, circling and stretching her, occasionally dipping inside to collect her sweet juices. When she winced, he went back to pleasuring her, flicking and rubbing until she was moaning with delight.
“Do you like that?”
“Mm-hmm.” What he was doing to her felt so good that she didn’t balk at the finger that was once again working her snug pussy, helping her to open for him. She wanted him. Even if it was going to hurt, she wanted to feel him inside her. Her hand slid down his hard belly and latched onto his hard shaft. “Now, please,” she whimpered.
He nudged her legs apart a little and then poised himself above her. “You’re sure?”
Alyssa nodded. “Yes, Jesse, please. I’m sure.”
She could feel him poised at her opening. The head was pressing just inside her pussy, inching a little deeper as he gently pushed.
“Look at me,” he said as her face crumpled a little with the pain.
“It hurts,” she whimpered, trying to push down the panic that was rising in her throat.
“It’s okay. It won’t hurt for long. Baby, look at me.”
She looked at him, and his mouth covered hers in a tender kiss as he pushed all the way in.
“You okay?”
She nodded, her eyes wide, her power of speech gone for the minute while her muscles contracted, adjusting to his size. But the pain was fading, and as he started to move, she moved with him, meeting his gentle thrusts with her own. Her questioning look mirrored her thoughts. I hope I’m doing it right.
“Oh, Alyssa baby. You’re so perfect,” he crooned.
“Jesse… it feels… so good.”
He quickened his movements, and she wrapped her legs around him tightly, her hands clinging to him for dear life. He was pounding into her, hitting a spot somewhere deep inside her that made any pain she’d felt melt away. It was pleasure, pure pleasure, and she wanted more. She was hot and cold everywhere, and when she thought the feeling had reached the highest peak, it kept climbing until she exploded. The tingles all popped one after the other. She never wanted those sensations to end, but when they did start to fade, she clung to Jesse and floated back to earth.
“Oh, God, Jesse!” She was overwhelmed, and as her pussy twitched and tightened around him, Jesse roared, surging, emptying his hot seed deep inside her.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rough,” he said, rolling to a position beside her.
“You weren’t rough.” Alyssa said curling into Jesse’s side. “It was perfect. You were perfect.”
He kissed her hair and smoothed it down, combing through her tangles with his fingers. “So, when can I make you my wife?”
* * *
“Wow,” Jesse said when Alyssa came out dressed for dinner in a slinky black dress. “You look beautiful.”
“Thank you.”
“Dinner is served,” he said, pointing to the balcony where he’d had room service set up their dinner. He hoped she was happy with his choice to stay in.
“Nice. What a great idea. We get to be alone, and we get a lovely meal with a spectacular view.”
“Glad you’re not disappointed that we’re not going out.”
“Now why would we go out when it’s nicer here than in a crowded restaurant?”
“My thinking exactly. Now, let’s eat.” He loved to watch Alyssa enjoy herself, and it tickled him to watch her happily exploring what was under each dome. Especially the dessert, which made her squeal with delight. That was no surprise—she loved anything chocolate.
“So full.”
“You know the best cure for that?”
“No idea.”
“A walk,” Jesse said standing and holding out his hand.
“I couldn’t.”
“Yeah, you could. Come on, Lazy Bones.” He took her hand and yanked her to her feet. “I bet the moonlight is really pretty down there by the dock.”
“Hmm. Okay, you talked me into it.” As she stood though, she wobbled a little on her high heels. “Jesse, would you care if I changed out of my shoes?”
“No. I’d prefer it. They’re ridiculously high. There’s things I want to do with you tonight that definitely don’t include spending it in the ER because you fell off your shoes.”
“Thanks.” She ran off and came back wearing a pair of sparkly flip flops.
“Very fetching,” he said with a smile. “Let’s go.”
* * *
As they walked through the lobby, Alyssa found herself holding her hand out, making sure the light caught the stone in her engagement ring. Diamond rings couldn’t have been as much of a phenomenon as they was to her, because no one seemed to notice. Much to her chagrin. That was, until the doorman opened the door. He was the same one who had opened the door for them on the way in.
“Congratulations,” he said, smiling at the young couple. “Lovely ring.” Before she knew what she was doing, Alyssa stood on her toes and kissed his cheek. “Thank you,” she said.
“You’re very welcome,” the man replied.
When they were outside, Jesse squeezed her hand, bringing it to his mouth and kissing it. “You’re going to get it now.”
“Why?”
“Not engaged more than a few hours and you’re kissing other men. Right in front of me, no less.”
“Oh, you’re joking.”
“Am I?”
Alyssa squeaked when Jesse’s hand bounced off her bottom several times in a row. “Jesse! People will see!”
“There’s no one here.”
Alyssa slipped her hand through his as they strolled down the path that lead to the water. “The moon is lovely.”
“It sure is.”
“Do you think we’ll ever live near the water?” It would be nice to be able to walk to the water’s edge each night and watch the sunset or gaze at the moon, she pondered.
“Probably not.”
“Oh, okay.” Way to dream, honey.
“Take a seat,” Jesse said motioning to a bench. “I have to talk about that. Where we’re going to live.”
“That look is scaring me.”
“No, it’s just that I had to make a decision about something, and I haven’t told you about it.”
“Go on.” The look on his face had her worried.
“I bought us a house, to live in.”
There’d been some surprises already, but that one floored her. “You chose a whole house without even asking me? Seeing where I might like to live?”
“Kind of, yeah.”
Something here was up, and he was so totally unapologetic that he must know that she’d like whatever he’d chosen. They’d come full circle. They were back to the trust thing. “So do I get to see what this house looks like?”
“I don’t have a picture, if that’s what you mean.”
“Wonderful.” A surprise ugly house, and it was all theirs, but she wasn’t allowed to look at it until they moved in.
“No, it’s a great house. Well, it will be when I’m finished with it.”
“Finished with it?”
“It’s a lovely house. It just needs a little tender-loving care.”
“That usually means that it’s ready to be pulled down.”
“Some of the work has already been done.”
“With someone
else’s taste. What if I don’t like it? What if whoever chose the tiles and the colors had horrible taste?”
“I guess we could change it. One day.”
“One day? Oh, God.” How old would she be before she got to choose what color her ugly house was going to be?
“I have the keys. You can see it tomorrow when we go home.”
“Okay, I guess. Too late now.”
She heard the rattle in Jesse’s pocket, and then he held them up in front of her. “Jesse?” Her eyes were like saucers as she processed what this meant.
“Those are my keys!” she said incredulously. “That’s my key ring that my daddy won for me from one of those machines at the fair.”
“That’s right.”
“You bought my house?”
He nodded.
“It’s going to be my house again, for real?”
“Our house, with all your old memories still intact.”
“Oh, Jesse, you are going to be the best husband in the world!” It had to be fate that she’d met this wonderful man.
“I’ll try.”
“And the best daddy in the world.” She could see them in that house, measuring their children every birthday on the door jam.
“One day. After you finish school.”
Alyssa climbed into his lap and wrapped her arms around him. “Except, how did you buy the house without telling my mom everything?”
“That’s the other thing. I kind of had to tell her everything.”
“Oh my God. What did she say?”
“She said that someone needed to give you a damn good spanking.”
“She didn’t. What did you say?”
“I told her not to worry. I already had.”
The End
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
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