Chapter 58: Chapter Fifty-Eight

Olivia

We're a month away from the wedding, the house is done, the only thing that's left is the inside. And those guys are busy. The house has turned out to be very beautiful even though it's not complete. It is also very big, I don't know if it's necessary to have such a big house when there will only be the two of us inside and the babies after I give birth.

My wedding dress is finally coming together just like I wanted. Lwandle is doing the finishing touches then I will be doing the final fitting. She really is a talented designer. She totally flipped what I wanted and yet still have me what I wanted. The dress is beautiful and it's definitely going to fit me on the wedding day.

My tummy has grown immensely and I can't do a lot of things on my own. The babies are doing really well, and are too comfortable in my body but I can't wait to meet them. And then there's my body, the one Jason says he's addicted to. I wear mostly dresses these days, and Jason loves it. He says it gives him a lot of access to my pussy. And he's been buying me dresses any chance he gets.

At least I no longer sleep like I used to. And I'm also not so tired like I used to be. My cravings are minor, if they're not there. I'm not sick like I've seen some pregnant woman are. I am truly grateful that I'm ok and that me and my babies are ok.

Scarlett has continued on trying to be a nuisance. Apparently she went to the office to try to see Jason, makes me more grateful that he is working from home. But apparently she caused a scene there, talking about how people were going to lose their jobs because she knew his mother. And his mother? She's been trying to talk to Jason to no avail.

It's things like that that make me feel like I'm breaking up a family. And it makes me feel guilty even though I did nothing. Because I do wish that I had some sort of relationship with the woman who is going to be my mother in law. As much as I don't like having her in my proximity, I don't want her to be absent when the babies come or even at the wedding. I really wish I knew why she hated me this much so that I could fix it, at least for Jason.

At least he talks to his father and brother. Although his relationship with his father is not one to be considered close, they at least call each other and check one another. And he said they meet up at least once a month, although they haven't had their monthly meeting this month because of how busy we are with the house and planning the wedding.

I am mostly happy that I will get to see Desiree and finally meet her fiance. They have grown very close according to her and they are very happy. He is treating her like a queen. I told her that she could design her maid of honour dress, and she can send me the invoice. I showed her what my dress was going to be like and she said she would try to match the dress design.

There has been a lot of drama lately in my life and now Jason and I are traveling to Mountain View for the whole week. He said that we should start treating mountain view as a retreat. He also said he wanted to show me something before the big day to see what I'm committing myself to. So here we are. He's been surprisingly quiet on the way, I don't even know what to think.

"Do you trust me?" He asks me after we walk into the house holding both my hands.

"I trust you, but you're scaring me." I admit truthfully.

He smiles and says, "It's nothing that will make you feel any fear. Me on the other hand? I don't know how you're going to react." He says then pulls me towards the hallway downstairs.

The first thing that comes to mind is that he's finally going to show me the locked room, the one he'd cautioned me about the last time we were here. I'm praying and hoping that it's nothing bad. I wouldn't know what to do if it is otherwise. We stop infront of the door I was thinking, both of us silent, him more than me, and I see that he really is nervous.

"Just open the door and stop stalling." I tell him, egging him on and he opens it after unlocking it but doesn't go inside. He turns to me and smiles, surprising me.

"Are you ready to play baby?" He asks me and then opens the door wide for me to walk in, and puzzled me walks in.

Instead of answering him, I look around said room. I'm surprised by what I see. Most people would paint their playrooms red or maroon. This room has two colours, black and white. The walls are white but everything else is black. It's a contradiction honestly because it is a representation of pureness and darkness. It also has the smell of lavender and jasmine. True sedatives.

I turn to face Jason to find him looking at me. I didn't know my future husband had a playroom. It's exciting honestly. He's taken off his suit jacket and is now rolling his shirt sleeves back on his arms. I guess I now see why he wore a black shirt today. After he's done with his sleeves, he pulls out his tie and walks towards me. He takes both my hands behind my back silent and I feel the silk of his tie tying them together.

"I really love having you at my mercy..." He whispers in my ear. "This is my wedding gift to you." Then he kisses me between my neck and shoulder.

I haven't said anything, I don't know what to say. But my body is excited. My nipples have peaked and I feel moist between my legs. I'm swaying, and if it wasn't for Jason holding me, I would have fallen over. My eyes are closed and my breath is coming out in soft fast shallows. I am fully aroused, and this man hasn't even touches me yet except for tying my hands and whispering to me.

I open my eyes when I feel him pushing me to see that he is taking me to where this is a bench. He bends me over it then ties both my legs apart then lifts the skirt of my dress over my bums and then he pulls my panties down until they can't get any lower.

"If you weren't pregnant, I would leave you like this with a clip on your clit until you begged me to come." He says to me and I wish I could see him.

I feel a crack on my left ass cheeks making me wet and moan a "fuck".