Loved By Him - Tattooed Brides

We spend the next several hours playing. Eventually, I relax. These people are laid back and amazing. Every time my eyes seek Jimmy, his are already on me. I am filled with an overwhelming sense of belonging.

After a later than usual dinner, everyone heads to bed. Marjorie puts Jimmy and I together.

“I hope this doesn’t offend you,” I say as I follow her upstairs to get ready for bed. I don’t think my parents would ever have allowed this unless I was married but I’ll never really know now. Jimmy stayed downstairs to talk to his dad for a few minutes.

“Not at all. We are a forward-thinking house. This is the first time James has brought a girl home. We are so excited.” I force myself to not laugh at the way she says that.

“Oh good, though I’d be happy to sleep on a couch,” I tell her.

“Those are taken by the kids. I am afraid we have a full house around the holidays. I love it. Any who, this is James’ room. We just updated it actually, adding a bathroom.”

“Thank you so much, Marjorie. You have a lovely home. Thank you for welcoming me into it.”

“You are very welcome here Madalinn. Has James told you about our sordid past?” she asks suddenly serious.

“No,” I admit. Sordid past? What the hell?

“It’s nothing so terrible, but it explains why he’s never brought a girl home. Ask him about it before you decide if he’s the one for you,” she says pulling me into another hug.

Is there anything he could say to me that would make me not want to be with him?

No, there’s not a fucking thing he could say that would change my mind about him. He could be a murderer and I’d still love him. Well shit. I love him. Not that I am surprised by that, but I literally just met him today, not ten hours ago. Marjorie leaves the room. James left our suitcases by his dresser, so I pick mine up and set it on the bed and pull out my pajamas, realizing that they are not very sexy. A Christmas plaid set that will keep me warm, since I am always cold. Oh well, hopefully, he’ll have me out of them in no time at all, I tell myself, smiling like a loon. God, the way he touched me. The way he took me. The things he made me feel. I take my things into the bathroom and turn on the shower. The bathroom is really more of a wet room. There is a lip that separates the door from the floor, so water doesn’t flow out of the room. There is a drain in the middle of the floor. Multiple shower heads sticking out from the wall and a huge rain shower head hanging from the ceiling. The toilet is separated from the shower by a low tiled wall and a double sink. No shower door or curtain. This should be interesting. I shower quickly, but I don’t get out of the hot water. Leaning against the wall, I rub my fingers over my already swollen clit with my eyes closed. I am thinking about him when suddenly someone grabs my wrist. My eyes pop open to find Jimmy, naked, wet, and hard. His massive cock jutting out from his body. Yummy.

“You started without me, Trouble,” Jimmy growls.

“I’m sorry,” I breathe.

“You were moaning so loud; I could hear you in the hallway. No one gets to hear you come, except me.”

“I’m sorry,” I repeat this time it sounds like a whine. I am so primed to come, that nothing else matters to me right now. I want him so badly; I forget to be ashamed of myself.

“Do you want to come, Trouble?”

“Not yet,” I say as I drop to my knees in front of him. Before he can say a word, I pull his cock into my mouth and suck him off. His knees buckle for a minute, but he claps his hands to the wall behind me for support. Grinning, I continue to suck him down my throat.

“You look so good with my dick in your mouth, Mads. So fucking good,” he says putting his hands in my wet, tangled hair.

I am not a hundred percent sure what I am doing, but I take him deeper and deeper until he grunts my name and his cock jerks in my mouth. His come goes into my mouth, where I swallow it down.

“That was fun,” I say, wiping the corners of my mouth and standing back up. He grabs me by the arms, pulling me closer to him and kisses me, his tongue sweeping into my mouth.

“Fun, Mads? Fun was just the beginning of what that was,” he says after pulling his head back from me. His cock is still hard, digging into my lower belly.