I swallow thickly as an orgasm coils around my spine and settles in my core.
“This is a greedy pussy. She wants all my time and attention.”
I nod shamelessly.
“She does.”
“Then I guess I better give it to her.”
Jason slides opposite me into the jacuzzi in his boxer briefs, lifts my legs onto his shoulders, and devours me ravenously. The orgasm hits me fast, hard and straight to the back of my head. I see stars.
“Jason!”
He lowers me back down in the water as I come down from my orgasmic high.
“Open your eyes, beautiful.”
I do as I’m told.
I’ll do whatever this man tells me to.
“I love you,” he says irrefutably.
“I love you too.”
“Good, I’m going to take a shower now.”
“Okay,” I say dumbstruck.
He kisses my mouth gently and climbs out of the tub. Then he peels off his soaked boxer briefs and enters his walk-in shower. His eyes are trained on me as all four of his shower heads turn on and stream hot water all over his massively beautiful body. He finally turns away from me and leans his body against the shower wall, allowing the water to his shoulder and his back.
Seeing his ink and his physique from this angle, through the glass doors, makes him look like a work of art. My ovaries immediately send a direct message to all the nerve endings in my body.
Make babies with this man.
Hell, I’m practically drooling.
I can’t believe he’s mine.
“Adrienne.”
“Yes?”
“I told you to finish up.”
Yes, sir.
* * *
If I thought I felt stupid gawking at my brand new fiancé as he took a shower in front of me today, imagine how I feel as several Williams women silently make bedroom eyes at him throughout dinner. These women have never been this quiet in my life. The men at the table are no better either.
“This ham is delicious, Mrs. Hodges.” Jason compliments my mother’s cooking.
“Thank you, it used to be one of Adrienne’s favorites.”
“It still is mom.”
Cecily hasn’t said a peep but has been glaring at me for the last hour. On the other hand, her husband has been chomping at the bit to talk to him ever since we arrived.
