Chapter 8

Bryan

F uck. 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.

So when he offered to let me buy into the house using the profit from selling mine, I couldn't say no. Especially not when he added that he knew several relators that were looking for houses in my current neighborhood who would be more than happy to get it on the market.

So the last two nights, I've been getting things boxed up because I am more than happy to sell if it means living with Jaime in a house she'll love. Add in living in it with her as her husband…yeah, no way am I not jumping on that full steam ahead.

I slip out of the car to get inside to do more packing but slow when a woman heads my way. "Hi there, you must be Bryan Taylor," she says, and I lift my chin a hint wondering how she knows that. "Sorry, I'm Olivia Bennet with Davis Realty. I've worked with the Cartwright family on several occasions and heard from Serena that you might be looking to sell your place."

"I am but it's not something I want to get out quite yet," I state, amazed that they'd be talking about it when Jake said they wouldn't mention the new house until it was ready for Jaime to see herself, which won't be for a couple more weeks.

"Yes, Serena said you all were doing this as a surprise for your…fiancée?" she says, her brows lifting a bit on the term.

"Soon to be, hopefully," I offer.

"Jaime's a sweetheart. She actually came up with my new company logo," Olivia adds confusing me a bit, her smile growing brighter as her eyes roam over the outside of the house. "I was Olivia Davis until two years ago, then I met Gary when I stopped by the construction site with my clients. He works as a foreman for them. I could have changed the business name but didn't want to cause confusion if people came looking for me under Davis. I did want to incorporate the change into things, so Jaime came up with a new design. This place looks amazing. I found the old photos of it online. Did you do this yourself?"

"Most of it," I admit with a shrug at her surprise. "I hired contractors for electrical and plumbing, as well as to redo the ceilings after having to replace the roof and all of the insulation because of damage, but the rest I did myself."

"I would love to see the inside when you have the time. It's three bedrooms?" she adds, and I nod. "Perfect, I keep getting calls asking if I've heard of anyone looking to sell or if I've gotten any new listings for the neighborhood. It's definitely exploding right now so it's a great time to sell. I know you don't know me, but if you list it with me, I promise to get you the best deal possible. I doubt I'd even have to put the official listing out there to get it sold."

"That sounds great actually. I don't want Jaime to see it before I propose, and we show her the new place."

"Like I said, whenever you're ready, just give me a call," Olivia says handing over a business card. "I've got to get home. My husband has a six year old son from his first marriage and Wednesday is spaghetti night. He says I make it better than his dad so can't disappoint him."

"I'm off tomorrow if you have any free time," I suggest.

"Just give me a call in the morning and we can get it all done at once. Get some listing photos and go over a price," she says, and I smile as I head in, and it grows more when my phone buzzes with a text from Jaime.

How was your day? Still at it?

‘Nope, just got home,' I shoot back. ‘We wrapped up the case that was pending. A couple kids were breaking into houses for food,' I add with a shake of my head. ‘Their mom walked out three weeks ago, and they haven't seen or heard from her since. The couples agreed not to press charges, and the kids are with CPS now. Kayla stopped in to check on them so hopefully something good will come up for them.'

I can't imagine a parent just walking out like that. What's wrong with people?

‘I don't know. The older one said their mom lost her job and couldn't afford rent. It's still no excuse to just leave your kids and disappear when there are options. She could have brought the kids in and asked for help, said she couldn't take care of them any longer, anything but just leave them by themselves. The oldest is twelve but the youngest is just five.'

Mom would lose her mind hearing that.

‘Yeah, when their mother is found, she's going to have a lot of explaining to do. It's down with missing persons now since the burglary case is closed. And I get tomorrow and Friday off now. I'm on-call for this weekend so how about we do something Friday night?'

Love to , she replies, and I wish those last two letters were actually three. Shit, I want to see her now but also, I need to figure out how to ask her to be mine. I pull up the calendar for Presley, unable to hold back a smile seeing they're on break this week. I don't have Jillian's phone number, but I do have Jamison's and likely Jasmine's somewhere. They might give me Jillian's or at least give her mine to get hold of me so I can get her help on it.

‘I can't wait to see you. Miss you, princess.' I add, waiting for her response but the minutes drag on and nothing comes. I try not to dwell on it. She's probably just talking to Jillian or Maia, hell, they might be sitting down to dinner since it's nearly six now.

I scrub my face trying to decide what to do for food myself when the doorbell rings pulling my brows together curiously. If it's another relator they're out of luck. If the Cartwrights trust Olivia, then she's got my business.

My jaw drops as I pull open the door, a delicious aroma wafting up to me, but I can't drag my eyes off of Jaime's smiling face to see what smells so good. "I missed you too, daddy."

"Fuck princess," I growl, dragging her through the door and into my arms.

The door slams shut as I press her back against it, my hands lifting to her face, holding it before claiming the smile on her lips that's too damn tempting. Something hits the ground with a couple soft plunks, but I don't bother looking to see what it is, not when I have my girl in my arms, her soft sweet mouth beneath mine, and her arms wrap around my neck clinging to me in return.

"If you're not…ready for me…to bury…my cock…inside you…right now…you better…speak up… fast , princess," I warn between the most perfect kisses that I've ever had in my life. Her kisses are the most incredible combination of soft and sweet, hesitant but hungry, and I'm absolutely out of my mind as I hold her pinned against my front door.

"Open my jacket, daddy," she whispers into my ear as I trail kisses down her neck.

I groan as I pull back enough to get my hands between us, and holy fucking shit…I hit my knees when I pull the sides of her jacket open, revealing the tiniest, sexiest bit of nothing beneath it. I'm completely on fire knowing my girl came here with one thought and one thought only in mind—to ride my cock.

"Princess…you are in so much trouble," I growl grabbing her tiny waist, throwing her onto my shoulder as I stand. My hand slides beneath the jacket and my cock jumps inside my pants feeling the string that disappears between the globes of her tight little ass.

It's a damn good thing that my door locks automatically when it shuts because all the blood is pounding through my cock as I stalk towards the bedroom. All of my good intentions of waiting to claim her in the new house fly out the door because if my princess came here wearing just this…there's no way I'm making her wait for what she needs. What I want more than air to breathe.

"Daddy," she cries when I flip her off my shoulder and onto the bed, my hand grabbing hold of her ankle, jerking her back down it until her ass is nearly hanging off it.

The jacket's bunched up beneath her waist, and I lift her up, pushing it from her shoulders, before tossing it aside as I lay her back down. My eyes drink in every single inch of her, and shit, she's perfection a million times over.

"How long were you walking around in this and just this beneath that jacket, princess?" I demand to know.

My hand slips beneath the single swatch of material that runs from the center of the tiny string that two itty bitty triangles are attached to, brushing against her sweet skin. That same material is all that covers her other than a couple little strings that wrap around her hips that come out of it, before it covers her pussy. It's completely opposite of the sweet, shy girl that stole my heart, and should be so wrong, but it fits my filthy desires so perfectly I love it.

"From my car to your door, daddy," she says, a grin on her lips as relief and even more hunger fills me. "I wouldn't dare let anyone else see what belongs to daddy and just daddy."

"My perfect little princess, aren't you? Fucking hell, every day I go to work and have to be away from you, I'm going to picture you in this and know the only reason that I'm there, is to buy you a million more that I can rip off my good little princess before I fuck her so hard." My throat feels like it's on fire as deep as my voice is and I can't hold back another moment. With one hard tug, the material breaks free of the strings, and I toss the bottom half away as I push her legs open, my mouth watering at the sight of her pussy.

A growl erupts from me though when my eyes land on those little triangles still covering her breasts, and I reach beneath her, finding the little clasp with ease and wrench it open, pulling the rest of it over her head until she's entirely bare for me.

"Daddy, please," she cries as I give my dick a hard squeeze trying not to come from just the sight of her alone.

My clothes feel like they're strangling me, and I rip off my shirt, not caring if the buttons pop off in my hurry. I'll gladly buy an entire new suit to get a single taste of my princess now.

Jaime's breath hitches when I shuck my pants. My dick popping out of the waistband of my boxer briefs, and I smile as her eyes darken to a stormy grey as she licks her lips. "You'll get a taste of it when I know I'm not going to come with one little swipe of your tongue, princess. Until then bear with me because this might be a little too fast."

"Hurry," she whines, reaching out for me but I slip down to my knees so she can't get further than my chest. I give her mouth a quick kiss, savoring her taste as I make my way down to her tight nipples. They're bigger than I ever imagined, and I can't wait until they're dripping with milk as our baby suckles at them, but for now…they're all mine.

"Daddy," she cries, her stomach tightening as my fingers trail down it, until I reach her pussy, teasing her clit, sending her over, and fuck, it makes me feel ten feet tall to know I can get her off so easily.

"That's it princess, keep making that pussy sweeter for daddy to enjoy," I tease nipping at her breasts as I slide a finger through the wetness between her legs. I push her over two more quick times before diving in to lick her, and shit, nothing on earth will ever compare to this.

"Daddy, oh daddy, something's…" She lets out a scream as she comes for me again, her pussy juice gushing, filling my mouth with it's goodness and it quenches every bit of me, while also making me need more and more of it.

"So good, princess, keep coming for daddy," I urge her as she's teetering once more. "Show daddy how good you come for him and just him," I add lapping at her pussy, my thumb strumming her hard pulsing clit, and I give her nipple a little tug, earning another gush of her divine juice.

I can't stop after that taste, kissing and licking at her pussy and clit, filling her with one, then two fingers, trying to stretch her as best as I can to fit me. I'm not a little man and neither is my dick, and I don't want to hurt her for anything when I take her.

"Daddy oh fuck, I can't," she cries, her entire body shaking as it builds in her again.

"Yes you can, princess," I state, suckling on her clit making her hips buck and her pussy clench. "You want to make this good for daddy too, don't you, princess? You want daddy to feel everything he's given you, when his cock gets its first ever taste of pussy."

Jaime's eyes widen as she pushes up onto her elbows, her gaze meeting mine, and I give her a grin and nod at the questions in them. "Daddy, please don't…"

"Would daddy ever lie to his good little princess?" I tease, giving her clit another suck that makes her stomach and neck tighten as she breathes in hard. "I didn't know I was going to have to wait so long to find a sweet princess that I could love, but now that I have, you'll give it to me, won't you, baby? You'll give it all to me and just me."

"Yes, yes daddy, yes," she cries coming hard, and I slide up quickly, thrusting in, claiming all of her as mine. My hand slips behind her neck, holding her face up, while her pussy clamps down hard on me, bringing me over with her instantly.

"I love you, Jaime. Always my sweet princess," I promise, as it rips through me, her walls grip me harder and my heart bursts at her soft words.

"I love you too, Bryan. So much, daddy."

For so long I hated Danielle and what she did to me but now…now I know it was for the best. Because of her, I avoided women and sex. It was definitely worth the wait to be able to say that the only woman who's ever had me, had my cock will be my princess.

"Think you can show daddy again?" I ask as my cock flexes inside her, and the smile that lights her face…it's fucking perfect. It's the sweet, shy girl I fell for mixed with the hungry woman I just made mine, and nothing will take her from me. Not a damn thing. Sure as hell, not any amount of—or lack thereof—money.