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His Mail Order Bride 53. Jessica.
The next day, before Emma leaves for school, I tell her about the new development. "Devon wants us to renew our vows," I announce, doing my best to keep my excitement controlled. Emma stares at me before her eyes widen in understanding."You mean I get to be in this wedding?""Not the point but yes.""Cool! When is it?" She asks, staring at me with interest."This Saturday, Devon is already making preparations," I tell her and she squeals, dancing around."That's awesome! What about you? Have you started your preparations? What do you need?""A wedding dress, maybe? Devon gave me his card.""We should totally go shopping. Shit, I have school.""You can skip it today, just make sure it's not going to affect your grades," I quickly add, and she grins."Shopping it is!" She says, whooping. "I'll call my school counselor and tell her I fell sick again. She'll understand.""I'll be waiting for you," I tell her before leaving her room. Once she's ready to go out, we have a driver take us to
His Mail Order Bride 54. Jessica.
I'm roused from my sleep by a gentle tap on my shoulder. Blinking against the bright lights filtering through the window shades of the private jet, I turn my gaze to the source of the disturbance. There he stands, a warm smile on his face, his eyes glowing with warmth and excitement. I sit up, stretching as I stare at him, my eyes asking the questions."You should wake up. We're almost landing," he announces, and I pause slightly, glancing at him."Really?" I mutter, immediately going to open the window shades, my eyes going wide with excitement. Though we've been traveling on air for over twenty hours, stopping sometimes across different countries, we are finally at the 'mystery location' since Devon won't tell us where we are headed.As the plane nears the tarmac, the pilot makes an announcement, and I put on my seatbelt, my heart racing as we encounter some slight turbulence. The jet finally slows to a stop, and a soft breath escapes my lips. Devon helps me out of my seat.Holding
His Mail Order Bride 55. Jessica.
I step out of the bathroom, my heart racing in anticipation, threatening to escape my chest. My fingers tug at the hem of the translucent night-gown and lacy robe that I have on, the sexy dress doing a terrific job of hiding nothing. It's a simple set, nothing too extravagant unlike the gowns I was used to, yet I've never felt so self-conscious in my life. The soft fabric brushes against my skin, and I try to shake off the nerves that are threatening to consume me.Pushing the door open and walking in, I notice the shift in the air as Devon gazes meet mine, his eyes slowly widening as he stares at me. I swallow, the gulp sounding like a roar in my ears as I return his stare, blood rushing to the surface of my skin. Although we'd seen each other naked so many times, I've never had the luxury to be scrtuinzed like this. For a moment, it feels as though the air has been sucked out of the room. Devon's eyes darkens slightly, and I can see a myriad of emotions flicker in them. Desire, surp
His Mail Order Bride 56. Jessica.
"Now let's bring it home." He mutters as he lowers himself for a kiss, and a soft sigh escapes my lips as our lips meet and I immediately wrap my hands his neck, pulling him closer. I can taste myself on him and surprisingly find that I don't hate it. I return his kisses, running my fingers and hands around his bare back, my legs feeling like they've melted away. He pushes them even wider before locking them around his midriff. His tongue pushes into my mouth, touching and exploring before he pulls away to gaze down at me, his eyes stormy.A feeling of helplessness courses through me as I meet Devon's searing gaze on my body, drinking in the sight in front of me. Cupping a breast, he plants kisses on it and I let out a soft gasp, my body still flushed and sensitive. Then, as if needing more, begins to suck on it. A strangled cry escapes my lips as I tug his head lower, panting heavily. Squeezing my breasts up, he peppers then with kisses one after the other, drawing moans from me and d
His Mail Order Bride 57. Devon
Morning sunlight streams through the curtains into the room, landing on my face, gently rousing me from my sleep. I stretch and yawn, feeling the remnants of last night's activities still lingering on my body. I turn my head to the side, and my breath hitches as I take in the sight of Jessica lying beside me, my gaze blurry. Rubbing my eyes to clear away sleep, I move away from her, picking up my spare glasses that I had stored away in the bedside drawer and putting them on. My gaze clears, and I return to Jessica, who is still asleep, her chest rising and falling rhythmically, her lips slightly parted in peaceful repose. The gentle hues of sunrise paint her skin with a soft glow, and I'm struck by how beautiful she looks even in the early morning light.Her brown hair is spread like clouds on the pillows, tendrils sticking to her face. My gaze wanders to my hands around her waist, pressing her close to me, her body warm and glowing under the sunlight. Staring dazedly at her sleeping
His Mail Order Bride 58. Jessica.
Devon and I hurry back to the resort, somehow managing to be civilized individuals until our suite door is closed behind us. Devon gazes at me with an intense look in his eyes, one that is filled with a mixture of desire and affection that sends shivers down my spine. It's like we're sharing a secret, a thrilling anticipation that only we understand. He crashes his lips into mine, grabbing my face as he deepens the kiss. I'm hyper-aware of the way his fingers brush against mine, a simple touch that ignites a fire within me. My skin tingles at the memory of his hands on me, the way they explored every inch of my body, leaving me breathless and wanting more.I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as our kiss deepens. Time seems to stand still as our bodies press against each other, the heat of his skin searing through the fabric of our clothes. His hands find their way to my waist, his touch sending shockwaves through me. His tongue pushes into my mouth, devouring me, making
His Mail Order Bride 59. Jessica.
As the private jet begins its descent into San Francisco, a mixture of emotions swirls within me. The turquoise waters of Mauritius, the tropical paradise where Devon and I spent our honeymoon, are now replaced by the familiar skyline of the city I call home. My heart quickens with anticipation, a bittersweet feeling that tugs at my chest. It's been an incredible week of sunsets, laughter, and stolen moments with Devon, and yet, there's a part of me that's glad to be back.My fingers trace the outline of my wedding ring, a constant reminder of the promise we made to each other. I glance at Devon, who's sitting beside me, his hand resting on my thigh. His touch is reassuring, grounding me in the reality that I'm not alone in this journey. His gaze meets mine, and a soft smile curves his lips. "Ready to be back, Mrs. Reeves?" he asks, his voice warm and tender.I return his smile, my heart fluttering at the sound of my new name. "I am," I reply, my voice carrying a mix of excitement and
His Mail Order Bride Special Chapter 1. Jessica.
*Note* The contents of this chapter takes place when Jessica is on her way to meet Zachary (between Chapter 45-46 for more clarification) her internal thoughts and what she did to protect herself. it is not meant to take away from the main story but rather to serve a eye-opener on what really happened since I know a few people will be confused. That being said, let's enjoy reading!!!Jessica.Driving out of the house and into the streets, I grip the steering wheel tightly; my heart pounds in my chest, knuckles turning white under the strain. Thunder rumbles ahead and there are flashes of lightning across the darkening sky, the smell of rain heavy. I press my lips together, continuing the journey when every cell in my body tells me to turn back. Tears spring into my eyes, but I blink them back, my breath shaky. I need to end this once and for all.Before long, raindrops begin to splatter on the windshield, and soon the downpour begins, turning the entire world grey. The rain, like my em
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