Narissa’s Joy.
Narissa
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My hands were shaking. When we got back to the clubhouse, Jessie swept me away and had his way with me. He said he missed me, and it was driving him crazy not to be around me.
Now he was sleeping, and I was in the bathroom waiting for the three minutes to get over with,
so I could see if the pregnancy test was positive or not.
Would it be so bad if it was? My family loves him. He fits in so well, and he isn’t intimidated by my father. In fact, my dad and Jessie were like two peas in a pod. They’re both quiet, protective, loyal, madly in love with their women.
Meeting Jessie was a fluke. Mom and some of my aunts and I were on a girls‘ trip to Maine. We had just gotten done eating and I saw the art gallery across the street. I told them I was going to check it out while they went into some antique store.
I walked around the gallery, soft music played and I enjoyed the atmosphere. The pictures and paintings were phenomenal. Each painting had a polaroid picture and a sketch attached to it. The paintings were like a photograph themselves. They were so good. The one I was looking at was of a family of kittens with their mother. The mother was lying down, her body wrapped around the kittens, and they were all snuggled against each other. I didn’t know that cats could have a look of love on their faces but this mother surely did.
“What do you
think of this painting?”
The voice was smooth and deep and sent a thrill down my spine. I turned and the man that the voice belonged to was exquisite. He was tall, really tall. The head of my five–nine stature only came up to his shoulders and I had heeled boots on at the time. He had long auburn hair, his beard at the time was full and long, not as long as it was now, but it was long.
I smiled up at him and said, “I’ve never seen love on a mother cat’s face before. It makes me
feel like that’s something I want to experience.”
“A mother’s love?”
“Oh, no, I have that in spades. No, I mean I want to feel what it’s like to love unconditionally
like that.”
“So, you don’t have any kids?”
“No. You have to have s*x to have kids.”
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I could not believe I had said that to him. My eyes had widened and he chuckled.
We spent a couple of hours talking and walking around the gallery, then he told me that all the
pieces in the gallery were his. I was astonished. He was so talented. I even bought a picture
of a man with salt and pepper hair that looked uncannily like my papa Butcher, on a motorcycle. I bought it for his man cave he had at his house. He asked if he could take me out to dinner the next night and I agreed.
When he came and picked me up at the bed and breakfast we were staying at. My mom and aunts couldn’t help introducing themselves. They fawned all over him. We had a lovely dinner, and we went on a walk and talked more, getting to know each other.
We exchanged numbers and when I left for home we kept in touch. I visited him a lot and we gradually became a unit. We’ve been together for almost two years now.
We’ve never talked about children but, he’s dropped comments about when we have children we’ll go here, or when we have children we’ll do this. When he asked me to be his forever six months ago, I agreed quickly, but I wanted a long engagement. He understood. He knows what I do for a job, and he has accepted me fully. I trust him with all my secrets. We have even decided to move to Florida. Both of us really liked it when we visited his friends and my cousin Joker’s girlfriend, now fiance, last year. We weren’t going to move there until this summer, but maybe it was time we just did it now. Nothing was holding him in Maine and nothing was holding me here except family. But I wanted a new scenery, plus I really didn’t like
the cold.
I let out a breath breaking out of my reminiscing. I picked up the pregnancy stick and felt tears spring to my eyes. I was pregnant. The little indicator said six weeks. I had to laugh. Six weeks ago, we were holed up in his cabin in Maine. A snow storm had trapped us and all we did was eat, sleep and have s*x for a whole week. We had run out of c*ndoms on day three, so we relied on the pullout method since I couldn’t be on any birth control, because of the blood
clots I got. Looks like that method isn’t so preventative.
I washed my hands and the stick and went to the bedroom. I set it down on the bedside table
and climbed back into bed.
I ran my fingers through his beard. I loved his beard. Sometimes he trims it short, sometimes he lets it grow super long. He lets me play with it. I like to braid it, curl it and one time last Christmas he let me decorate it with little ornaments and glitter. He said that would never happen again, but we will see.
His beautiful amber–colored eyes focused on me when they opened. He gave me a small
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smile and I smiled back at him. I snuggled close under the blankets. Both of us were naked. My cool skin touched his warm skin and he hissed.
“You got out of bed?” he asked.
“I had to use the restroom. Sorry, am I too cold to hold?”
“Never. You could roll around in the snow, and I’d still warm you with my hairy body.”
“I love your hairy body,” I said.
He chuckled.
“Jessie, you know I love you, I was thinking we should move to Florida sooner rather than later.
“We can do that. How soon?”
After the New Year? Your cabin is packed up and ready. Your dad said he’d mail everything. I
only need my gear here and clothes. We could go back with Joker, Michelle, Mimic and
Shadow.”
“Okay, baby, we can do that. Whatever you want.”
“Why are you always so good to me? You never tell me no.”
“Because I love you. And you’ve never asked me anything that I would say no to.”
“I want to have a baby,” I whispered.
“That’s good then, since you’re already pregnant,” he whispered back.
I gasped and looked at him in utter shock.
“How did you know?”
He rolled on top of me and kissed me thoroughly.
“You don’t think I don’t know what your body looks like? How I have worshiped every inch of it and not notice the changes that have been happening to it. Not to mention your flavor has changed, and you’ve been craving pineapple a lot lately.”
He was right, I have been eating a lot of pineapple lately.
“Your hips are wider, your beautiful br*asts are bigger, and more sensitive,” he said, as he leaned his head down and sucked a n*pple into his mouth. I gasped and arched, they were
extra sensitive.
“You’re sweeter than normal,” he said, licking my cleavage.
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I was so wet for him, I could feel my juices trickle between my a*s crack.
He locked his legs with mine and spread them, and then he thrusted into me.
We both moaned in pleasure.
“And although I know I turn you on and that you are attracted to me, it seems lately you’ve been positively soaked for me, and all I need to do is breathe on you.“.
He wasn’t wrong, I wanted him all the time.
“I know every inch of your baby, so, yeah, I know, I was just waiting for you to find out and tell
me.”
He pulled out and thrusted in again.
“Are you happy?” I asked.
“Extremely.”
He crashed his lips to mine as he pulled out and showed me just how happy he was. He pounded into me just how I liked it. He leaned down and lifted my thighs and wrapped them around him. He sat up on his knees and my body bowed back. He slammed harder and harder, our skin slapping, my t*ts bouncing. He leaned over as he continued to thrust and licked my n*pples, twirling his tongue around them and then sucking on them.
I exploded around him, and he sat back up and threw his head back with a roar as he emptied
himself inside me.
“Narissa, I love you,” he said, as we fell back to the bed.
“I love you too, Jessie.” We kissed and then we both fell back to sleep.
I awoke some time later, and he was nowhere to be found. I looked at my phone and saw I had slept for another three hours. I got up, and showered. I got out and dried my hair and brushed my teeth. When I opened the bathroom and walked out, a long white sleeved sweater dress was lying on the bed. I picked it up. It was very pretty. I smiled and put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. With my dark pixie cut, I felt beautiful.
A knock at the door had me turning to it. I slipped on a pair of black slip–ons and opened the
door.
“Daddy, what’s up?”
“Time for you to come out now, Rissa.” He held his elbow out and I smiled.
I closed the door behind us, and we walked down the hall.
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“I love you baby girl. You have no idea how proud your mother and I are of you. Jessie told us you will be leaving with Joker and the boys. We will miss you, but I want you to know, you have
been the best daughter a father could ask for.”
I looked at him in awe. My father wasn’t a big talker.
“Thank you daddy,” I whispered.
He leaned down and kissed my forehead, and then we stepped into the common room. I gasped. It was transformed with purple and white streamers, big crafted purple and white flowers and balloons were everywhere. There was a table to the side with a sh*t ton of food
on it. There were bottles of champagne, beer, soft drinks and juices. Everyone was standing
there. All the brothers, all of my family, and Jessie were standing in the front where Papa
Butcher stood. Uncle Rockstar started playing Joe Crocker’s rendition of You Are So Beautiful
on his guitar as my dad and I walked towards Jessie.
I
I could feel tears slipping from my eyes. I couldn’t believe my beautiful man pulled this off
while I was sleeping.
We got to Jessie and Dad handed my hand–over to him.
“I am trusting you with my little girl. You are the best man that had I met you first, I would
have chosen you for her. Congratulations Jessie,” my dad said.
“Thank you sir, I will take very good care of her.
Papa Butcher married us with everyone I cared about watching. When he said you may kiss
the bride, Jessie bent me backwards and laid a heated kiss on me. Everyone whistled and
cheered. Then Jessie turned to the crowd. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow and I
nodded.
“We have an announcement. Rissa and I are having a baby.”
More cheers and cries from the women went around the room. Papa Butcher’s booming
laughter of joy went through the air. Papa Roberto came over and kissed my cheek and
handed an envelope to Jessie and told him to open it later. I knew he was leaving the next day for Italy. He had to get back home before the New Year.
I asked Jessie how he managed this, and he told me he told my mom and dad that he was
marrying me today. Later, when we go to Florida, we would get our license and have Michelle
remarry us, but that today would be our official wedding day for us. He wanted to make sure
all my family was here to witness us getting married now. My mother and aunts got into
action. The family and club brothers and Prospects decorated the common area. One of the
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Prospects had gone to one of my favorite bakeries and got a three–tiered cake and a huge sheet cake. He said it was a white cake with lemon and raspberry fillings. There was white frosting and decorative edible flowers with a bride and groom on top. It was all so perfect, and
I couldn’t have been happier.
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