Jasmine sipped her wine,glancing up at her father at the head of the table as he and her mother laughed and chuckled with Adam like they were old friends. She’d only been dating him for six months.
A strange dinner party really. She had been invited like she was a guest. As if she didn’t already live there. Complete with a time to be there.
To make it even weirder, Adam hadn’t found it at all strange when she’d mentioned it. It seemed like he planned it or was in on it. Clearly something was going on. Jasmine wasn’t being included in the conversation, but she managed to keep an eye on it.
“So, whereabouts were you thinking?” Frederick asked.
“My dad thinks the Maldives would be great. I’m inclined to agree. Or Bora Bora is nice any time of the year.”
“I agree with your dad. Perfect place.”
“Sorry, what about the Maldives? Are you going on a holiday?” Jasmine asked, turning to Adam.
“No.” He smiled. “We are.”
“We are?” she asked.
Adam stood, glancing back at Frederick who sat back in his chair and gave a satisfied grin. Almost triumphant?
“These last few weeks have cemented my love for you,” Adam said, looking down at her. I’m ready to devote my life to you and commit myself to you totally and eternally. You’re going to be my wife.”
Jasmine’s mouth fell open as her parents clapped, and within twenty seconds, a sparkling diamond was placed on her finger.
Adam turned again to Frederick who grabbed his hand and said, “Well done my boy. Welcome to the family.”
Jasmine couldn’t stop staring at the ring. It sparkled under the overhead light. She felt like she wasn’t even in her body. Like she was viewing the scene from somewhere else. A void where no sound existed. She saw herself rise from the table, muttering an excuse to leave and walking to the kitchen. It was there she felt a part of herself again. She tried to take deep breaths, recalling what had happened, but truthfully, she still wasn’t sure.Did that really just happen?
So this was the surprise. Her family and Adam had planned this. Why didn’t it feel right? She was sitting at the table and then suddenly she had a ring. Boom. Getting married.
She gasped as a pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind. “Hello, fiancée.” Adam nuzzled into her neck and proceeded to give her large, wet bites.
She shifted at his touch. The term fiancée was jarring. She was an engaged woman. Just like that.
“Hi.” She tried to sound positive but clearly she had failed.
“What’s wrong?”
“I just... How long have you been planning this?”
“Few weeks now. Your mum gave the ring the tick of approval last week. You don’t like it?”
“No. I mean yes, but...”
“But what? Aren’t you happy?”
“I just... You asked my family’s permission but you didn’t ask mine.”
“Since when do I need to? All girls want to get married, but you’re acting like someone died.”
“Look, it’s just... it’s a lot to take in. It’s sudden.”
“When I know what I want, I don’t hesitate,” he replied, raising his hand to caress her lips with his fingertips. “And I want that sinfully wicked mouth forever.”
She let him brush her lips from behind as he gently pushed his hard cock against her arse. Even through his clothes, she could feel him. They had never gone further than oral and hands. Truthfully, it was nauseating to keep on fighting about sex or lack thereof. He always got angry, but the tension was always eased by her willingness to suck him. As soon as he came, his mood changed for the better, and he was much more pleasant to be around. Someone she liked to be around. Not this sex-mad, mopey grump.
She tried to stop his hand as he shoved it down the front of her pants. The feeling of him roughly pressing her clit in abandon made her knees shake. She couldn’t help it. The sudden jolt through her wasn’t pleasurable, but Jasmine didn’t hate it either. She gasped but pulled herself back. “No. Not in my parents’ place.”
He groaned and squeezed his fingers together hard, making her bite down on her tongue to keep herself from screaming. He put his fingers against the lips of her mouth and pressed them inside. “I’ll let you go for now. But you won’t be able to stop me when we’re finally married.”