Chapter 33 - Blossom #2
Standing on the balcony of our villa for the next week, I gazed down onto the beach and took in my man.
When he asked me if I wanted to take a honeymoon, I jumped at the chance to have some uninterrupted alone time with him.
When he said I could pick any location I wanted, it was a no-brainer.
St. Thomas is where we made love for the first time and where our baby was conceived.
The Virgin Islands would always have a special place in my heart, so this is where I wanted to be.
JJ stood alone on the sand, staring into the clear waters as if he were in a trance.
He looked so happy, relaxed, and at peace.
As his wife, I vowed that he’d never lose that feeling.
“It’s time,” I spoke to myself as I glanced at the notification on my phone. “Let’s do this.”
Taking one last look in the mirror, I smiled at the transformation my body had made.
Tonight, I chose to keep my attire simple, wearing an all-white maxi dress.
Gone were the days of me being petite with a flat belly and small curves.
Now, my breasts were fuller, my hips had spread, and my belly was so big that I felt as if I was going to fall over with every step.
I still had a few more months to go before the baby got here, but some days, I felt as if I were going to pop.
My signature pixie cut was curled to perfection.
I opted out of makeup, and the only jewelry I wore was my massive diamond ring.
This was the most beautiful I’d ever felt.
“Do you mind if I join you?” I asked as I hobbled up to him. “I feel a little neglected.”
He glanced over his shoulder, smirking as I approached. “Never.” He extended his hand to me, which I happily accepted. “I was just taking a moment to thank God for blessing me with you. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m happy as fuck he saw fit to make you mine.”
Pulling me into his arms, he scanned my face as he used his thumb to trace my bottom lip. As we stared at each other, our hearts and eyes said what words didn’t. This was love; this was forever.
“Can I show you something?” I nibbled my bottom lip, still gazing at him. I couldn’t hide the fact that I was nervous. “Take a walk with me.”
“Anything for you, baby.”
Kissing his lips, I took his hand and led him for a short walk on the beach. The sun was setting, and the weather was perfect. The night air wasn’t too cool, and it was needed for what I had planned.
“You know, I still can’t believe you tricked me and had Marshall view the house.” I smiled every time I thought about it. “Had I seen his actual home first, I would have known something was up.”
“That’s exactly why I never took your nosey ass over there.” He chuckled, tucking me under his arm. “I knew you would love it, though. When I first saw the place, I knew it would be perfect for you. It reminds me of a castle, the perfect place for my queen.”
Lifting my hand to his lips, he kissed it gently, causing me to feel hot all over.
There was never a day that went by that he didn’t tell me how much I meant to him.
I would never have to worry about where I stood with him, and I loved him for that.
Tonight, I wanted to assure him that through it all, I would choose him too.
“Damn!” His eyes lit up in awe when our spot for the night came into view. “This shit is dope, baby.”
The sands were lit with flickering torches, their flames dancing in the breeze and casting a glow that created a path toward where tonight’s festivities would take place.
Each step we took felt intentional, almost ceremonial, as the fire kissed our skin as we passed through.
The saxophonist ahead played a slow, sultry melody, the harmonious sound floating through the open air and blending with the soft waves of the high tide.
Just before the shoreline, a decorated table sat, surrounded by plush cushions arranged in an intimate circle.
The food awaited us in gold steel covers, and my mouth watered.
The aroma was rich and inviting, and I was excited to pair it with the chilled wine resting in an ice bucket.
The doctor had said even though I couldn’t have sugary drinks, I could indulge in a glass of wine.
I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face as I took it all in, excited to look at JJ and see his reaction.
“You did this for me, mama?” He pulled me into his arms, eyes misting over.
This is exactly the reaction I wanted to see.
“This shit is bomb as fuck, Bloss Baby!”
“I’ll do anything for you, baby. Tonight is all about you, Papa.
You saw me as the mother of your child and chose to make me your wife.
This is my way of showing you that I choose you too.
” I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him to me for a kiss.
I pushed my tongue inside as we both fought for dominance.
When he began to groan, I knew we had to scale it back.
“Wait, baby…” I giggled, wiping my lip gloss from his lips.
“We have to slow down before I give you my surprise.”
“Bloss Baby, we can skip dinner and get straight to dessert. That surprise can wait too,” he whined, pushing his pelvis into my lower stomach. “Do you not see how hard my dick is?”
I laughed as I dropped my eyes to the linen slacks.
I pulled my lip between my teeth as I took in his third leg.
Even as nightfall was on the horizon, I could see his print from where I was.
It was hard for me not to say to hell with dinner too.
Shaking my head, I pushed the thoughts away, taking his hand and guiding him to the cushions.
After he helped me down and sat down, too, we both uncovered the multiple dishes and immediately started eating.
“How’s your dinner?” I asked after a few minutes of us munching.
The private chef had done amazing with the menu options I gave her, settling on grilled salmon, steamed asparagus, crusted macaroni and cheese, and garlic-roasted potatoes.
The garden salad was perfectly tossed with a vinaigrette I could tell the chef made herself. “I know it’s your favorite.”
“Wrong.” He shook his head, wiping his mouth before taking a sip of his wine. My eye arched at his response because, since when was salmon not his favorite protein? “My favorite meal is you. Come up out of that dress and let’s give Lisa Simpson over there a show.”
Flushed from his comment, I didn’t know if I wanted to take my panties off or laugh at him making fun of our musician for the night. The woman was going her thing, and for him to call her Lisa Simpson was insane. Seeing that he was almost done eating, I decided to go ahead and whip out dessert.
“I hope you have room for that.” I nodded toward the untouched white box on the table. “I know you’re not big on sweets, but I had to order this after seeing how good the chef’s desserts looked on Instagram.”
I let JJ reach for the box, sliding it to the middle of our table, as I felt under the tablecloth for the device the chef put in the sand for me.
As he opened the lid and smiled in approval, my hand hit the extra-long lighter.
The vanilla heart-shaped cake was beautifully decorated with pink and blue icing.
A picture of our baby’s ultrasound sat on top.
I was already a crying mess, but I pulled it together just enough to speak.
“I wanted this moment to be just for us.” I went into my clutch, pulled out the note, and slid it across the table.
His eyes misted as he looked from me to it before taking it.
“Since day one, you’ve chosen me, Jaseon.
You’ve chosen our family. I think it’s time to see who’s chosen you to be the best daddy they could ever have. ”
His hands shook as he opened the note to read. A tear fell down his cheek before he cleared his throat and read it aloud.
“God told me I could handpick the coolest DaDa, and I choose you. Get ready because life just got sweeter.”
No longer bothering to hold back his tears, JJ looked up at the night sky as his emotions about becoming a father overtook him.
I pulled the lighter out, clicked the trigger to ignite the flame, and placed it on top of the cake.
Watching as the ultrasound picture burned away, the letters underneath came into view.
“Baby…” He stood from his seat after seeing the first letter, coming over to my side of the table and pulling me from my seat. “Are we having a—”
Boom! Boom!
Right on cue, pink fireworks began to crackle and light up the sky. I sobbed, full of love and joy, as he looked up, wide-eyed with excitement.
“We’re having a baby girl!” I smiled through my tears, surprised and happy with the gender of our growing baby. “We’re having a daughter!”
Palming my face, he smashed his lips into mine, not caring about the tears.
“I never thought I would be this happy.” The tears didn’t stop as he peered down at me.
“I can never repay you for this.” Stepping back, he dropped to his knees, palming my belly as he gave it soft kisses.
“I’m going to love and protect you with my life, princess.
Your daddy will give you the best life. I love you and your mother so much, and I would die protecting and loving you both. ”
"Baby…” I said through my own tears. He snapped his head up at me in an instant. “I want you. I need you.”
Realization hit him as he heard the urgency in my tone. He wasted no time scooping me into his arms and carrying me across the sand to the very place that started our romance. Craning my neck to give him better access, I moaned as he licked and sucked all over me.
“You remember me telling you this pussy was mine the first time I slid inside of you?” He smirked, lying me on my back as he slid down the top of my dress.
My breasts ached from the bounce, but the pain would be well worth the pleasure coming.
“You remember me telling you no other nigga would fuck you the way I do?”
“Mhm,” I moaned as he spread my legs, placing kisses along my thighs. “I remember. I—Ughhh!”
Pushing inside of me, JJ held himself up by his arms and stilled, giving me time to get adjusted.
Time was coming to an end for this position while I was pregnant, so I was going to enjoy every second of it while I could.
JJ thought I was his precious porcelain doll, so it was more love-making than fucking these days.
Letting him know I was okay with a nod, he began to move slowly.
“Tell me, mama, did I lie?” He circled his hips, allowing me to feel every single vein as he stroked in and out of me. “Tell me who this pussy belongs to?”
“Oh my goshhh!” My eyes rolled into the back of my head. I could already feel my juices seeping out of me like a stream. My release was near; I could feel it. “It’s yours, Papa. It’s always been and will always be yours, baby.”
“I know.” He grinned cockily before pulling my right nipple between his teeth. “Fuck, girl. You’re so damn sweet! I don’t think I can ever get enough of you.”
As he stroked me deeply, I didn’t try to hide how good he was making me feel. I wanted people from miles around to know what this man did to me, and how much I loved him and his dick. Sliding his hand down my swollen belly, his fingers found my hardening clit.
“I love you so much, Blossom McKnight.” He gazed down at me, his eyes brighter than the stars. “Thank you so much for loving me. Thank you for my daughter. Thank you for completing my life. Now, I want you to come for me. Let me feel how much you love me too.”
There was something about him professing himself to me that made me explode every single time.
Shaking uncontrollably, my essence shot from me like a hydrant as I came all over his dick.
My orgasms triggered his own release, producing a growl from his lips I hadn’t heard.
His strokes faltered as come covered my already occupied womb.
“Fuck, girl!” He panted, careful not to smush me. “Gah damn! What am I going to do with you?”
“I have an idea.” I giggled. He gave me a knowing look, telling me he was on the same type of time. “We have a whole week for me to show you what I have in mind, starting tonight.”
The lust in his eyes wasn’t missed, and neither was the feeling of him jumping inside of me.
The way he said he would never grow tired of me had me looking forward to a blessed and happy life with my husband and daughter.
When I vowed to be the best wife to him, I vowed to be the best mother to her.
He’d proved to me time and time again that nothing or no one would come between us and our happiness. And I would never doubt that or him.
I’m going to love spending forever with this maniac.