Chapter 5
Man, oh man, could this guy flirt. And he was doing it over and over with me, making me feel insanely wanted and beautiful. Not that I thought he didn’t want that, he made it plain and clear he did. And I did too.
But he held off last night, for whatever reason, and it was endearing. Something told me he was waiting for me, and I couldn’t begin to describe how wonderful that thought was for me.
Not that I didn’t want him, because I did. And yes, we had talked, at length, about the whole mail-order bride, and I was excited about it. Technically, we were engaged, but it wasn’t like we had to get married tomorrow. Just within a few months.
“Well, before you do anything, sir, you need to feed me,” I told him, needing a break from that hot look he sent me. And yeah, I was wet and ready, no doubt about that.
“Coming right up. Anything you don’t like?”
“For breakfast?” I questioned, looking down at myself and all the curves I had. “There’s nothing I don’t like, honestly.”
“Woah, back it up,” he said, capturing my chin.
He lifted my head, making me look at him and I swallowed hard.
“Your curves are the first thing that caught my eye, did you know that? I love them and I can’t wait to feel every inch of them under my hands, my lips, and my body.
Or even over my body. So, don’t ever put yourself down.
I have never liked a stick thin woman. My appetite in the bedroom is far too kinky for someone that I could break. ”
I swallowed hard, catching on to exactly what he was saying.
“So, never talk about yourself badly, or look down upon yourself, because I don’t. You wouldn’t be here, Janelle, if I didn’t want you.”
He pulled me in for a kiss that wasn’t sweet or tender, but it conveyed what his lips were just saying. And I clung to his waist for dear life because yes, he rocked the world around me.
Before I could react, he wrapped his arms around, his hands cupping my ass, and he lifted me up, leaving me to lock my legs around his hips, and my biggest wish had come true.
He could hold me and manhandle me like I needed him to.
Like I wanted him to.
It was pure bliss.
He finally broke the kiss, walking us to the kitchen and he sat me down on the counter. I wanted to blurt out that I didn’t want to break anything, but he gave me a side eye that had me snapping my mouth closed.
“We’ve spent countless hours talking,” I started, swinging my legs as he started to break some eggs, “but we’ve never discussed what made us join an app. You’re a good-looking guy with a healthy sex drive it seems, so why did you resort to asking for a mail order bride?”
“Did you see where I live?”
“Yes, it’s beautiful.”
“Thank you, Janelle. But it’s also very remote.
I can’t see myself driving hours on end just to date someone.
I’m also not getting any younger.” He paused, whisking the eggs and turned to me.
“And truthfully, the ladies around these parts just want hook ups and fuck buddies, both of which I was over. I want something real, I want someone to hold and cuddle, I want someone here. I wasn’t going to find that, so my buddy told me about the site. ”
We hadn’t gotten into that part before. Sure, he mentioned the types of ladies that clung to him, but that was it. It did make sense though.
“I can see that. I wouldn’t want to be alone if I had this view that I could share with someone every day.”
He glanced behind himself, seeing the backyard of his place and grinned.
“It is a sight to behold. But I got a secret.”
“What’s that?’ I asked, leaning a little closer to him so I could hear it.
“I got a bride on my doorstep, and I can’t wait for her to say, ‘I do’ so don’t think you can take her place.”
“But you are so handsome, and strong. I would think I can easily replace her to make you happy.”
He reached over, wrapping an arm around my waist and hauled me close, winking up at me.
“I wouldn’t mind having two ladies to enjoy.”
I smacked his chest but laughed, enjoying the time with him.
I couldn’t recall when I had enjoyed making something as simple as breakfast before. I’ve also never flirted as much with women as I have this one. It was refreshing being with her like this.
It’s as if it was a foreplay that only kept amping us both up.
And now, we were curled up on the couch, my arms around her as we absently watched a movie because we were still talking. As we had been for the last two and a half hours.
I’m not sure, actually, if there would ever be a time when I didn’t enjoy talking with her, in any context. Which also had my mind spinning about what she would be like as a sexual partner because I didn’t think it would be boring by any means.
“What are you thinking?”
“What?” I asked, mentally shaking my thoughts away.
“You grew quiet and you didn’t answer my question. So, I was just wondering what was running through your mind.”
I licked my lips, running my fingers over my beard as I tried to figure out the best way to answer that question. She wasn’t uncomfortable about sex, but I didn’t want her to think that it was the only thing I wanted or that I wanted from her.
“Don’t be all shy on me now,” she said, shifting to look at me.
“I was just thinking about how much I enjoyed our time today. I should be thankful for that tree falling.”
“It has been nice. But that didn’t give you the look on your face.”
I smirked as I glanced down at her. I pushed her hair over her shoulder and behind her.
“I was also thinking about what our sex life might look like.”
Her breath hitched and she tilted her head slightly, looking at me before the blush crept along her cheeks and over her chest.
“I think it could be a lot of fun, actually,” she said, a little breathless. “I mean, you already gave me a wish.”
“You mean besides bringing you to this place?”
“Yes.”
“Then what was your wish?”
“To be lifted as if I weighed nothing. You might see my curves and love them, but trust me, I’ve had plenty look at me and say I’m too big and they want nothing to do with me. So, to have someone lift me, manhandle me, it’s the best damn thing in the world.”
I wrapped my arms around her, lifting her with ease and settled her on my lap.
“Well, all the years of wielding wood and lifting beams I guess helped. Because you aren’t as heavy as you think you are.”
Her arms snaked around my neck and I had to grin, enjoying that just as much as I enjoyed her lips on mine.
“Do tell me, though,” I started, running my hands over her back and then her hips, squeezing her sides, “you have other fantasies beyond that?”
“You are just aiming to get me all flustered, aren’t you?”
“I mean, I did tell you I was curious to see how far this blush went,” I teased, moving to pull her shirt back a little to see just how much it covered.
She slapped my hand away, but her smile told me that it wasn’t a wholehearted attempt.
“No peeking at those goods yet. I need a band on my finger first.”
“Oh, is that the way it’s going to go down? I mean, we do have the papers, but you want the ring.”
She played with the hair at the back of my neck, and I basked in that feeling.
Truly, it was the simple things that I seemed to be enjoying with her.
“Do you have that?”
I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close to give her a soft kiss before nodding.
“I do have it. It’s something special to me, but it’s a piece of jewelry I was saving to give to my bride. I didn’t think it would ever happen given my late age, but I’m glad I never gave it away.”
“Someday, I’m going to want to know what you brought to this piece of land and why you have something tucked away like that.”
“Simple answer. This was my grandparents’ land. They gave it to me. And the ring I have was my grandmother’s. She was a woman I looked up to a lot. In fact, I spent a ton of summers with them in their cabin.”
“You didn’t have a home anywhere else?”
“Nope, just wanted it here. I told you I can take care of you, and I can. I’m not rich, but there’s plenty of money left from them and my parents. I just like the solitude and the memories here that I never wanted to live in a rural area.”
“I think that’s beautiful, Christian. I also think we’re going to make far more memories.”