“I think you’d be a good mommy. You already read me bedtime stories like Ty’s mommy does and you fix me mac and cheese!”
“So, you think it would be okay if I became your mommy for real?”
“Yes! Daddy! I get to have a Mommy!”
“I know, baby.”
“And my mommy is prettier than Ty’s Mommy!”
“Uh…”
“She’s right about that, Red.”
“You haven’t even seen Ty’s mother, Luke,” Jasmine laughs, her face filled with happiness—happiness that had been missing the last few days.
“I don’t have to. I know that I have the most beautiful woman in the world, that’s all I need to know.”
“You really pick the worst times to be sweet, Luke,” she mumbles.
“You can punish me for it later,” I reply with a wink, making her roll her eyes.
“Can we celebrate Jazz-Min being my mommy with a picnic?” Daisy asks innocently.
“Let me guess, you want it in your room?” Jasmine laughs.
“I do. Can we, Mommy?” she asks. Damn it, Jasmine might have backed me up and said no food in her room until that moment. But as Jasmine and Daisy hug, Jasmine smiling at me with tears in her eyes, I know I’m having a picnic in Daisy’s new room.
I’ll probably be forced to drink soda from Daisy’s new pink plastic tea dishes.
And I don’t even care.49JasmineOne Week Later“Wow,” I gasp, as Luke pulls away from my body and moves over me.
“My baby came hard,” he purrs, his lips kissing along my neck, as his hand caresses my stomach.
“My man has a magic mouth,” I laugh, sliding the palm of my hand against the side of his face, not minding a bit that his face is wet with remnants of my orgasm.
“Just my mouth?” he asks, with a wicked smile.
“Everything about you is magical,” I admit, kissing him, tasting myself on his lips and swallowing his groan as he kisses me deeper.
He’s hard, having refused to come until he made me come twice. I feel his heavy cock pressing against me. His body surrounding me, heated, strong, making me feel small, feminine and beautiful all at the same time.
“I love you, Jasmine.”
“I love you. I have to say when you left the house today, I didn’t expect this,” I giggle.
“It’s been a good day,” he says, his hand wrapping around his cock. He lifts up just enough so he can angle the head of his cock, raking it through the wetness gathered on the outside of my pussy. Then he presses in, so that he breaches me, sliding just the tip inside. “And getting ready to be an even better night.”
“You’re torturing me,” I whimper.
“I’m celebrating, baby. It’s not every day an entire club war is averted, and my woman’s father shakes my hand and invites me to dinner,” he says, pushing in just a little more.
My eyes close from the pleasure, and I feel a new surge of wetness pool between my legs. I bring my legs up, working to bring him even deeper. Luke allows it, slightly, still holding his body back enough that he won’t give in completely. He’s determined to make me wait.
“Two things, baby.”
“What’s that?” he mumbles, his lips moving against my breast, as he flicks his tongue against my nipple.
“One, let’s never talk about my dad while we’re having sex again, because, eww.”
“Got it. I need to up my foreplay game,” he laughs, right before sucking my nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth and proving he’s a master at foreplay—and anything else he chooses to do to my body.
My entire body quakes as he tortures me with deliciously wicked movements.
“What’s the second?” he asks, when he finally releases my nipple with a wet popping noise.
“Second?” I ask, momentarily sidetracked, but then it hits me. “Oh…my dad came by here once the clubs finished their meeting and he and Mom are coming by for dinner Friday, instead of us going there.”
“Works for me. Are we done talking about your parents now?”
I nod my head, yes. I’m just glad he didn’t ask me why there was a change in plans. I didn’t want to be the one to tell him the reason is because Dewayne is back on full-time duty and upset him. Dad doesn’t want either of us in Kentucky right now and I’m okay with that. My life is here in Virginia with my man and our daughter.
“Good, now I’m going to get back to fucking my soon to be wife. Okay?” he mock-growls.
“If you must,” I breathe, letting out a heavy sigh as he slams inside of me with such force that it causes my whole body to shudder in pleasure.
“That’s my good girl,” he praises, as he begins to slide in and out of my body. I meet his thrusts with a moan.
“I love you, Luke,” I cry as I can already feel another orgasm begin to build. “I really love you.”