Belle’s POV
We are now on our way home. I’m still on my Alexei’s lap, planting my face on his neck while inhaling his sexy scent. Alexei was able to wear his shirt and jeans back and insisted that he be the one to put my clothes back on.
His left hand is now rubbing my left arm while his other hand is roaming around my body, carresing and fondling me. I just giggle at him.
“Alexei….”
“My sweet princess…” He said with a low and hoarse voice while fondling my breasts, “My sweet and….” He’s squeezing my left breast as he thinks for the next word. “My sweet and jiggly princess.”
Oh my gosh! Did he just?
I instantly pushed him away. He tried to pull me back to him but I was able to leap over to the front seat.
“Princess, come back here…”
“No!” I almost yelled.
“What’s the matter?” He asked all too innocently.
Unbelievable! What’s the matter? What’s the effin matter?
I can see from the corner of my eye that Boris is snickering, his shoulders are moving as if he’s holding back his laughter. If I werent so upset right now, seeing this not so gentle giant snicker like a little child is so cute, I want to squish him.
I pouted my lips and furrowed my eyebrows to him. “Boris! I am going to tell Nikolai that youre laughing at your Madame Volkov! I am telling you! He is gonna know of this!”
He tried to clear his throat and acted serious again but failed miserably because his lips pulled to the side once again. At this point I can feel my face turn from tickle pink to crimson red in embarassment.
Boris and Alexei talked in Russian for quite a while but I just tried to ignore them. I instantly placed my seatbelt on tightly so that Alexei cannot pull me back to him to the back seat.
“Alexei! I want Nikolai now!” I demanded.
“He’s in a business meeting. Could you please come back here? I’m sorry okay? Nothing that I said to you was intended to make you feel whatever it is that youre feeling. How many times do I have to tell you that we love everything about you? You are perfect. And there is nothing wrong with being jiggly. My brother and I love jiggly. We crave for jiggly. We cum for jiggly. Come back here in my lap.”
Aaaaand just like that, the upset Mary Arabella Volkov is gone.
I just went silent and bit my lower lip. Argh! Alexei, why you so sweet?
He instructed Boris to pull over, went out of the SUV and opened the door to my side.
At this point another wave of heat rushed up my face. I did not have enough guts to look him in the eyes. I was just so embarrassed of myself. I don’t know what’s happening with me but I don’t usually get upset over the remarks thrown at me especially regarding my body.
I have known since I was a little girl that I don’t have the normally acceptable body type. And I was fine with it. My playmates and classmates would not say it to me directly perhaps because of the fact that I am a Galves and the only child of my father. Plus I had people like my bestfriend and my cousin Devon who protected me. But the alienation of some of the people against me just because I was not thin was all real.
Alexei undid my seatbelt and carried me in his arms out of the SUV and attempted to transfer me to the back seat but when I realized where we are, a smile instantly formed on my face.
“Alexei, I wanna go there.” I said while looking at a park fair where there are food stalls, flea markets and produce kiosks.
Of course, the other love of my life obliged to my request. I did not care that I was only wearing my husband’s shirt and Alexei’s boxers and not to mention that I am barefoot. I’m just so happy that I get to spend time with this gentleman who happens to own my heart as well.
He carried me in his arms until we were able to find a stall where they sell shoes. Boris the gentle giant is in front of us while Alexei’s two other men who just appeared all of a sudden are following us from behind looking all serious as always.
“Hello! Shoes, flip flops, boots for sale! Everything is under $20!”
Said the gay man with glee as he greets us. His smile is from ear to ear as he looks at me and the boys with a pleasantry.
“One for the beautiful lady please.” Said Alexei all to handsomely. The gay man obviously blushed while looking at Alexei with glittering eyes. Yup. I completely understand you sir. That’s the Volkov effect. I just giggle inside.
“Oh of course! Haha! Mamma mia! Let me guess…” He said while pouting his lips and looking at my feet. “Youre a size 8? 8. 5?”
“She’s size 9.” Alexei buts in.
A small smile instantly formed on my face. Of course he knows my size. He and Nikolai know everything about me. How else can they buy me clothes and shoes if they don’t know my size? And I will bet my right boob they even know my bra and panties sizes.
The gay man looked impressed and happily hopped his way to the shoes. Too bad there are only a few pairs for my size and they all look like the ones used by drag queens. Skimpy and over the top. And then it dawned on me that the gay man might indeed be a drag queen.
“Here darling this will look gorge on you! This pair is one of my bestfriend’s. Too bad it did not fit him. That poor thing with ginormous toes! I pitty him! Hahaha! Enough with the back story. Come on come on, the cutie right here will surely enjoy looking at you in these babies!”
A giggle escaped my mouth because it is becoming apparent that Mr. Drag right here has a crush on my Alexei. I looked at Alexei teasingly but he just shook his head on me.
The shoes however is a peep toe lacy ankle boots with cigarette heels it actualy looks gorge! As what the seller would describe it.
“Yah, I think I like this. Alexei can you put me down? Ill just try it on.”
It’s as if he contemplated for a while and finally decided not to. Instead he sat on a chair and then made me sit on his lap so I can put the shoes on.
Oh gosh! This looks so pretty on me and it perfectly fits. I like it so much!
“Damn girl! See? What did I tell you? Oohh lala!” Mr. Drag added.
Boris paid for the shoes and so I was able to roam around holding hands with Alexei while my other hand is holding three corndogs.
I was eating and giggling the whole time because Alexei could not take his hands off of me. He would tickle me or touch me inappropriately without a care to the world. And I love it. I love every moment of it.