I walked back into our shared bedroom after sending Liam to bed and spending quite a bit of effort to coax him out of keeping his new relic in bed.
I loosened my tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt as I closed the door behind me. Oddly enough, the room was completely silent with no sign of my lovely soon-to-be wifey.
I meandered through the room in confusion until an unexpected yelp came out from the close bathroom door. I called out worriedly, “Love? Are you alright in there?”
“I-I’m fine.”
Unconvinced by her shakey response, I walked closer to the door. “Are you sure? I can help you if you-”
“N-No!”
My mouth immediately snapped shut, not expecting such a firm outburst.
“I-I mean, can you just wait for me on the bed? I-I’ll be out in just a moment.”
“Okay…” I eyed the door warily before walking over to the bed and sitting down at the end of it.
Jane had been all jittery ever since we got home from dinner at my parent’s place. No matter how much I thought about it, I still hadn’t been able to figure out why.
She darted up the stairs the moment we arrived, asking me to tuck our sleepy little one into bed for her while she took care of something. What that something was, I still didn’t know.
I could only hope that nothing was wrong with her. I wouldn’t know what I would do if I found out that she was ill and trying to hide it from me for whatever reason.
I leaned back on my hands as I looked over at the bathroom door.
She wouldn’t hide things like that from me, right? She knew that she could trust me no matter what, right? That I would have no qualms against taking care of her if something serious happened.
Before my thoughts could spiral any further, a soft voice hesitantly called out from behind the bathroom door, “Achilles? Are you still there?”
“Yes, darling.”
“Um… Can you close your eyes for a moment? It’s just a bit too embarrassing to…”
Too embarrassing?
I quirked my eyebrow in confusion but decided not to question it. “Of course, love.”
I sat up and closed my eyes, waiting patiently with my hands on either side of me.
A soft click echoed through the room as the bathroom door opened. My ears perked up as her little feet shuffled across the carpet until they stopped just in front of me.
I wanted to open my eyes and ask what was wrong, but I obediently kept my eyes closed and continued to try very hard to keep my curiosity contained.
Luckily, I didn’t have to wait long, but her next actions were nothing like I expected.
My breath hitched as she slid into my lap, sliding her legs onto either side of my thighs. Her hands glided down from my chest before stopping right before my belt.
I gulped as she shuffled a bit more in my lap. She was so close to me that all I could smell was her delightfully fruity scent of warm spices.
After what felt like forever, she finally stopped moving and quietly instructed, “You can open your eyes now.”
I hesitantly cracked one eye open at a time.
To say that I was speechless was, to say the least.
I swallowed dryly as my eyes traveled up her outfit, trying not to linger too long on the faint outline of her areolas under the thin fabric that only did the bare minimum to cover her skin. She was dressed in a semi-see-through, lavender babydoll outfit, barely falling down above a pair of matching underwear with a tiny bow sitting at the top.
Her breast perfectly filled the lacy cups of the babydoll with a familiar teardrop pendant resting between them. The only thing holding everything together was the two thin straps resting over her petite shoulders.
Her light brown curls perfectly framed her outfit, guiding my eyes up to her soft facial features. Her plump pink lips glistened with whatever flavor of lip gloss she was using. Her little button nose. Her long fluttering lashes. Her mesmerizing violet eyes.
Her hands tightened against the fabric of my button-up as she nervously squeezed her arms together, which only accentuated her breast more. She innocently battered her eyes as she glanced up at me questioningly. “Do you like your present?”
My jaw went slack, parting my lips without any words to pass through.
I was completely stunned.
When I had left for my business trip, Jane was still just getting used to seeing me without my shirt. I was sure that this day wouldn’t have come for at least another year, but here she was, sitting in my lap with barely anything separating her naked body from my eyes.
She shyly diverted her eyes and awkwardly scratched the side of her face. “I, uh… I guess it d-does look weird on me after all…”
Drawing me back to my sense, I quickly refuted, exclaiming much louder than I had originally intended, “No! It doesn’t look weird at all!”
She jumped in my lap. Her eyes flew wide open, startled by my outburst.
“I just… I was just caught off-guard…” My eyes drifted down her features. Completely drawn in by her beauty again, I mindlessly mumbled, “It’s better than I imagined…”
She blushed under my gaze, innocently tucking a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. “I-I’m glad you like it.”
Her arms loosened as her nerves slowly started to fade away.
I gulped as my eyes threatened to drift even further down inappropriately.
Noticing my hesitation, she timidly added, “You can touch me if you want to… I don’t mind.”
“I, uh…”
My voice disappeared as she pulled one of my hands onto her bare thigh.
My hand hesitantly traveled up her thigh, skimming along her baby-soft pale skin. She was so small in comparison to me that I could nearly wrap my entire hand around her thigh… The same leg that I nearly sent her into a panic attack for touching her without her consent last time.
I froze at the thought and quickly pulled my hand back. I glanced up at her warily and asked her, “Are you sure about this? I don’t want you to feel like you have to do this for me.”
She shuffled nervously in my lap but nodded. “I’ve always feared other men’s touch, but when I’m with you, it just feels right. You make me feel safe but… I understand if you don’t want to… I’m not as tall or filled out or pretty as other gir-”
“You are beautiful, Jane.” The words flew right out of my mouth, cutting her words off before she could finish her sentence.
Her eyes flew up to me in surprise.
As if they were trying to erase all the self-doubt from her mind, the words kept pouring out of me uncontrollably as if a dam had broke.
“You’re fucking beautiful both inside and out. You have a pure heart that only angels would have. You cared for a boss whom you had no need to help outside of the job you were paid for, but you still noticed my stress when no one else did and tried to ease my fatigue with home cooked meals even though I wasn’t anyone to you at that time. You brought me out of the dark, empty world that I used to live in and showed me what it truly meant to be alive. You even took in a kid off the streets after he tried to rob you and turned his life around. You didn’t have any reason to help either of us, but you still did. No one else would’ve ever considered reaching out to either one of us, but you, a stranger, did. And if that wasn’t enough, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. Though you may not be as tall or thick as other women, I think you are perfect the way you are. I love the way you fit perfectly in my hands. The way I can just lift you up with ease and tuck you into my arms like two pieces of a puzzle. I love being way larger than you. It reminds me of how much more fragile you are in comparison to me, and it only makes me want to protect you even more. To treat you the way you ought to be treated. And it pains me to see you think so lowly of your own body when I loved the very same body more than anyone else in this world.”
I looked up at her in resolute, but I was taken aback when I found her eyes watering and started to panic, worried that I might’ve accidentally said something wrong.
However, my doubts were quickly extinguished as she pressed her lips against mine.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer as she molded herself into me. Her lips parted, allowing me to tangle our tongues together as her hands slowly drifted up my chest.
My hands slipped under her baby doll, skimming along her waistline before stopping at the curve of her back.
She gasped softly when I tentatively squeezed her waist, allowing me to deepen our kiss.
Everything about her just felt right.
I had never felt the urge to seek out skin contact with the opposite gender, but when it came to Jane, I felt like I just couldn’t get enough. If I could, I would’ve gladly drowned myself in her touches. To have her soft skin skim across every inch of my body. To have her fingertips rake through my hair and down my back as she moaned my name in pleasure.
I pulled away from the kiss with a pant. Pride swelled up in my chest as I took in the sight of my breathtaking fiancee. Her swollen lips and the dazed look in her eyes as she stared back up at me.
Unable to keep still, I dove back in, stealing one kiss after another from her lips as if they were the air that I breathed. Taking one breath after another from her as she desperately gasped for air.
Pulling her hair to the side, I started to make my way down the side of her neck, pressing open-mouth kisses along her jawline and down her neck. Rewarding me with the delightful sound of her soft moans in my wake.
As I reached her collarbone, I paused ever so slightly before I could go down any further and looked up at her for confirmation. I asked softly, “Do you want to keep going?”
Her chest was still heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath. She was completely flushed up to the tops of her cheeks, embarrassed by her own moans even though I loved them more than anything.
Her arms tightened ever so slightly when I lifted my head. She let out a soft whimper, wordlessly asking me to continue.
But I couldn’t continue until I heard the actual words come out of her mouth.
“Jane, I need words. I need to know you’re actually okay with this… I don’t want to hurt you…”
She pulled herself back up with the arms wrapped around my neck and smashed our lips back together, catching me completely off guard. She murmured softly against my lips, “Please keep going, Achi.”
The mere sound of her breathless voice whispering in my ear was all it took to flip a switch in me.
Deepening the kiss, I leaned into her arms as I smoothly flipped us around, pinning her thin frame underneath me. My eyes darkened as I took in the image of her fragile figure sprawled out, completely defenseless beneath me.
To think that she trusted me enough to lay herself out like this for me and only me.
It was an act of intimacy that held so much more significance when it came to Jane. It meant that she felt safe enough with me to overcome her fears, to place 100% of her trust in me to not go against her will. To know that I would stop when she needed me to with no questions asked.
And I planned to show her just exactly how much this meant to me.
How much she meant to me.