Page 22 of Jaime's Story

“Anything with you will be perfect, Bryan,” I promise my nipples hurting from being so tight, so turned on, as he turns me more in his hold until his chest brushes against them, making me whimper.

“Do you need daddy to make it better, princess?” he asks, his voice thick against my ear, his breath flowing over my skin making it pimple.

“Yes, please,” I cry softly as his hand brushes against my hard tip, making the need deepen even further from the tiniest touch.

“What was that, princess?” he asks, as his fingers slip the buttons of my blouse through their holes, filling me with an urgent need I’ve never experienced.

“Please Bryan,” I whimper as he pushes the material away, revealing one of my flimsiest bras beneath it. It’s sheer lace, hardly any support but I’m nowhere near being top heavy and don’t need much. I know my nipples are showing through it, the darker skin of them shows when I’m not aroused let alone now.

“Am I going to have to pull it out of you, princess?” he questions, his eyes sparkling with hunger as his thumb slips across my peak and I nearly come apart from it alone.

There’s a look in his eyes though and I know what he wants. I’ve been so careful to not reveal just how much I want what my parents have to anyone but without a word, he knows somehow. “Please daddy, make it better.”

“Always,” he says, his tone deeper than I’ve ever heard it, but I can’t focus on it too much as his mouth comes down, not on my lips, but over the tight bud poking against the lace.

It brings a cry to my lips that’s loud in the quiet room, and Bryan’s head lifts, his eyes glowing with hunger as he studies my face. “Shh, we don’t want your brother to come in to make sure I’m not hurting my princess, now do we?”

“No daddy,” I agree, letting out a soft gasp when he lifts me, turning us until I’m straddling his lap. My blouse is hanging open and his eyes glitter as they roam over my upper half, a smile crossing his lips spotting the front clasp of the bra.

“Those sweet sounds are just for daddy’s ears, so you be a good girl and hold them in until we’re completely alone, princess,” he warns before his fingers unclasp my bra and his mouth covers my skin.

“Daddy,” I cry as the sensations roll straight through me, his hardness pressing upwards against my pussy, and it feels so good even with the layers between us. It’s barely a whisper but his eyes light up as I choke back the cries that want to come.

I never thought I could come easily. Even when I’m alone and touching myself or using a vibrator on my clit it seems to take forever, but between Bryan’s mouth hungrily roaming between my breasts and his hard cock brushing up against my clit, I come before I know it’s about to happen.

It pulls a deeper moan from Bryan’s throat, but he doesn’t let up. His hands roam over my body, touching and holding me, pressing me deeper and deeper against his and I lose track of how many times I come until my entire body is shaking. He presses up against me again and I can’t quite stop the soft cry that slips out this time. My body’s so sensitive that it hurts, and I jerk back a bit, “Daddy…”

“Shh, shh, I’ve got you, princess. Daddy’s got you,” he returns, his lips pressing soft kisses over my face, avoiding my lips as he holds me tightly to his chest.

Chapter 8

Bryan

Fuck. I can’t believe I lost control as much as I did Sunday night. I barely stopped myself from throwing Jaime on the floor, ripping her jeans from her and taking her right there in her parents’ living room. Hell, I likely would have if she hadn’t pulled back, her little cry more pained than pleasured as my dick urged me on, even hungrier for everything despite already coming in my pants.

Shit, I’m glad we didn’t run into anyone when I left because the giant wet stain on my pants was a dead giveaway to what we’d gotten up to. No way was I going to live it down if Jeffery saw and let it slip to the others that I came in my pants like a fucking teenager while doing little more than dry humping and kissing my princess’ sweet little breasts.

It’s been three days, and I can still hear her sexy little whimpers as she held back her screams. My cock has been hard more often than not, and I’m seriously about to break. About to go over there and steal Jaime away for the night because my hand does nothing to soothe the ache in my balls. Nothing will until I’m buried inside my girl. I know that now.

I didn’t expect to wind up in a discussion with most of Jaime’s brothers and her father after dinner. Based on what she said, I figured it wasn’t going to happen, but I guess seeing her curled up in my arms had them wanting answers.

Not that I minded giving them. Hell, Jaime was right. I was glad to be getting the third degree from them finally because it meant I could tell them I loved her more than anything in this world—even if I haven’t told her that yet.

Somehow, telling them seemed easier than worrying how Jaime might react to me telling her. Well, until I had her sweet body under my mouth, and she was coming for me at least. I know she feels the same and I’m ready to tell her, ready to finally kiss her sweet lips without worry—well, as long as we’re not in the middle of town that is. Because I’m certain with one taste of her mouth, things are going to happen fast. Especially if she calls me daddy again.

It wasn’t until being at dinner with her family that I knew she wouldn’t turn away in disgust at my desires. Hearing the words daddy and baby girl used so casually around the table surprised me a bit. At first, I thought they just tossed them out like honey or babe. I knew Jake called Annie his baby girl, and she called him daddy before then, but I didn’t have a clue at just how deep the terms went until Sunday.

And not just between Jake and Annie. Seeing Jaime’s brothers and sisters interact with their spouses, the love in those terms, and hell, even the desires that went with them, let me relax fully with Jaime after dinner.

I saw some of the looks shot our way, so I wasn’t surprised when they pulled me aside. I was surprised when Jake offered up his blessing if I was looking to propose but I was even more surprised when Julie came in with a grin, handing over a tablet to Jake. Not that she was interrupting but with what was on the screen and Jake’s casual announcement that they’d started building Jaime her dream house.

He purchased the land back in October after seeing my reaction to her and hers to me when I came to help with Maia. Jake laughingly added that even though I was a bit slow on the uptake, they started the construction in December on it still, because he was certain I’d wise up.

I was amazed that he did all of that well before that night in January when I took her to the the diner. That he knew she was mine without me having to say a word.

I was fucking speechless and a little hesitant to even look at the place but damn, the design is amazing. I guess it shouldn’t be that big of a surprise that it’s perfect for Jaime considering Joe designed it. It was just a bit out of the blue to learn that it was nearly finished, would be done by the beginning of April.

The fact that Jake was just building it for her had me pull back a bit, but when he sent the others out for us to finish talking, I couldn’t say no to his offer. There’s no mortgage on the place since he’s paying cash to build it, using the family business to do it. I know he’d give it to Jaime as a gift and if she already had the place before we met, maybe I’d feel different, but I just didn’t know how to deal with a gift of that magnitude.

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