Chapter Eleven
"Why do I need to move in tomorrow?" She asked when she came to her senses.
"If we marry, we need to show that we're in love. Dad's spies are everywhere. If I get married out of the blue, he will get suspicious. Move in with me, then when we get married, he'll believe us more," Jayson reasoned. Truth was he wanted her with him, in his house, on his bed all the time. He was tired of staring at her the whole day through the camera. He wanted her in his arms, he wanted to be able to kiss her whenever he wanted. The last two kisses have driven him crazy for more.
"Oh. Why are we getting married in a week?" She asked. Her parents and brothers wouldn't be able to make it that fast.
"I can't wait Karen. I want to get married to you before dad does something and dumps Janet Barkley on me again. It'll be a quiet church wedding with only our close friends. I'm not inviting my dad. If my siblings wish to attend they'd be most welcome," he said, with a serious face.
"What about my family? At such notice they can't come all the way from Halifax," she said.
"We can call and inform them. If they can't come, we will go and meet them later," he said and Karen smiled. That would be fine.
The next day, they packed up everything and left the resort. Karen went with Jayson and they followed the whole family to Chase's house. They had already announced their wedding plans to everyone in the morning today.
Jayson helped her pack her stuff. Aunt Chloe helped too. Karen packed everything that she had in the guest room and took her leave from the family with whom she spent a month. They had become like her own. Chase and Scarlett had shifted to their new home beside their parents' house.
They loaded her stuff into his jeep and headed for his house. Once, they reached, he parked his car and unloaded everything. They went inside and he went straight upstairs with her luggage. Opening the door of his huge lavishly decorated master bedroom, he placed her luggage inside.
Karen's jaw fell, she would be sharing his bedroom too? "Why here?" She asked, looking around the room, her face a fiery red with embarrassment.
"Do you want Sally to give a different report to dad? You have to get comfortable around me. On our wedding day my siblings will be present. They need to see how much we love each other, " he reasoned and she nodded with a sigh.
They had called and informed her family about the wedding. Her older brother Warren would come over to walk her down the aisle.
"You freshen up, I'll see what food Sally has cooked for us," he said, leaving and closing the door of his bedroom. Once outside he did a happy dance in his head. She has accepted everything so far. He had become impatient with her. He knew he was rushing her, but he couldn't help himself. He wanted what he wanted and he knew he would never let her leave.
After twenty minutes, he returned to his bedroom to take a shower. The moment he opened the door and came inside, he stood like a statue. Karen stood near the dresser in a white tank top and a pair of soft cotton shorts, leaving her long creamy legs exposed to his hungry eyes. How he would love to run his fingers up and down their smooth lengths! Her hair was wet from the shower and she was blow drying it. Her top showed her soft cleavage where his eyes were hooked. He strode towards her and took the hair dryer from her hands and kept it on the dresser.
"Jay Jayson, what are you doing?" she asked, perplexed by his behaviour. Why was he so near? His nose was almost brushing hers. His arm went around her waist and pulled her close to him.
"Call me Jay," he asked and she just stared at him.
"Call me Jay," he insisted. "Please, " he said.
"Jay, I think," before she could finish her sentence, he crashed his lips to hers. He parted her lips with his tongue and plunged it into her sweet mouth. It was a passionate kiss, making her moan with pleasure. He crushed her against his body, his hand following the contours of her back. He broke the kiss and they both tried to steady their breaths. His mouth travelled from her jawline to behind her ear and she trembled like a leaf. He licked and bit her soft earlobe and she felt her core throb with arousal.
This was not the first time that she felt like this with Jayson. His kisses made her throb with desire. Was he the one for her? His hungry mouth licked all the way from her neck to her shoulders, removing the spaghetti strap down. She shuddered. Her nipples taut and protruding through the thin material of her top.
"What do you think? Do you want me like I want you? Can you feel the fire burning within me?" He said as his thumb brushed a taut nipple from over the top.
"Jay, we're going too fast. Please let's take it slow. I'm not ready," she said and he stared at her for some time, trying to grasp what she meant.
"Ok, we'll go slow," he said and she sighed in relief. His thumb slowly caressed the pebble-hard nipple. "Tell me, do you want me?" He asked and she blushed like a tomato.
"Tell me else I won't leave you," he said as he kept on with his torture on her breast. Her sharp intake of breath was driving him crazy.
"Tell me, please," he coaxed as his tongue licked her from her shoulders upwards. Unable to control herself anymore she whispered,"Yes." He froze and slowly released her, staring into her eyes.
"Say it again," he asked, taking in her flushed state.
"Yes," she repeated and he stared at her, not believing his luck. She wanted him.
