Chapter 22

Christian

She is intoxicating in every way possible. Her unique taste, scent, voice and her luscious body. I fuck out all my frustration into her pussy. I have been aching for her since last night. Her self consciousness of her body was just the trigger. She screams my name as she gushes on my cock. I feel her soak my balls. Her pussy spasms around me, milking my cock.

I groan, closing my eyes, feeling my balls tighten before shooting my cum deep inside her pussy. My chest is heaving on top of her soft tits. I keep my dick lodged deep inside her, wanting to ensure she takes everything from me. My cock gives a final twitch as the last of my seed is drained out of me.

I glance up to see her head still dangling off my desk.

“Jasmine?”

She doesn’t move or answer.

What the fuck?

“Baby?” I panic and quickly check the pulse on her neck.

I blow out a long breath in relief. The feel of her strong pulse under my finger tips assuring me I didn’t just fuck my future wife to death.

I lift her off my desk and shuffle along to my chair. My fucking trousers are around my ankles. I need to get us situated as soon as possible. Sitting down with her still on my cock, I push her head on my chest and reach for my phone. I drop my mum and sister a message before looking at the properties I had picked out. I barely have time to review them when she stirs on me.

“What happened?” She asks in confusion.

“La petite morte. The little death. You came so hard you fainted briefly.” I said in a smug voice.

“Oh, shit.Bella.”

“Don’t panic. We have time. Get dressed and cleaned up in the bathroom.”

I reluctantly lift her off my lap, holding her by her hips as I watch my cum run down her thigh. I quickly scoop it all back up her thigh before stuffing my fingers back into her pussy. She gasps, but moves her pussy downwards on my fingers.

I’m not doing this anymore. I’m spending the night inside this hot, wet pussy. My fingers move in and out of her a few more times.

I stand up, pulling up my boxers and trousers. I see her black panties on the floor. She is putting on her bra. I watch her put her clothes on while stuffing her thongs in my pocket.

She bends down to pick up her skirt. I should have spanked her ass for what she said. She looks around for her panties.

“Go to the bathroom. I need to go in before we go pick up Bella.”

“Where is my underwear?”

“It’s mine.”

She opens her mouth before closing it again. I watch her stomp to my bathroom. No wonder my dad winds my mum up. It’s so much fun.

I watch my girls in the kitchen. Bella is standing beside Jasmine on a stool. I have been banned from helping because the kitchen is too small for me to help in. Jasmine is so patient with Bella. I’ve never once heard her raise her voice to her. She has distinct tones, certainly. All she needs is a warning tone and Bella backs down.

I had to go back into the office after picking Bella up with Jasmine. My plan to work part time in six months’ time is too long.

“Is Mr Hayes going to be my new daddy?”

Jasmine freezes in making the salad.

“Do you think I could be a good daddy?”

She puts a tiny finger on her lip as she thinks about it. I feel a bundle of nerves in the pit of my stomach as I dread the answer from a three-year-old.

“You give good hugs and you hold me up higher than mummy.” She concludes.

“Then you are the luckiest girl in the world. You will have two daddies.” I said to her, giving her a soft smile.

I can see Jasmine is struggling. My concern is if she takes a step backwards.

“Did you know my daddy?” Bella asked as she cocks her head to one side.

“Not in person. But I have heard so many wonderful things about him.”

I walk over to her and lift her up. I brush my fingers over Jasmine’s cheek before I walk out of the kitchen with Bella.

“Why don’t you tell me everything about your daddy?”

Bella is almost four, but with all the pictures in the living room and her bedroom, she won’t have forgotten Reese. I take her into the living room as she tells me how her daddy hurt his head. I hold her a little closer to me.

Promising Reese I will let no harm come to his little girl.