Accidentally Perfect (23 page)

“I don’t need that Nathan, you know that.”

“I know Bear, but I’m just letting you know.”  He looks down at our joined hands and back at me.

“I never thought there would come a time when I wanted to be married, to have a family.  I grew up with a shit father and he never taught me a thing about what it means
to be
a man, let alone being a husband and a father.  The moment I saw you, everything hit me at once.  The need to have the life I never knew I wanted.  I want to do everything I can to make sure I am worthy of your love.  I want to show the girls that I am a man of my word. That no matter what it is I may say or tell them, I will always follow through with it.”

“I believe that Nathan.  I don’t think you will ever give me a reason to think otherwise.  You are a man of your word.  I can see your determination and conviction, I will never doubt that.” 

“Are you alright about moving in with me?  I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.  I don’t want you to feel pressured
into
anything.  I just want to be there for you and the girls.”

We’ve had a lot of small talk
tonight, not that I mind.  We’re out to have some good food and a good time,
but I
want to make sure she is sure about our situation.  I don’t think I’d be able to handle it if she decided we weren’t what’s right for her and the girls,  especially once I have them in my home, our home.  I don’t want to ever think about my house without those three ladies invading my space.  My life isn’t about me anymore; it’s about so much more now.   

“Nathan, there is no way I would ever put my children in a situation where I didn’t feel comfortable.  If they reacted to you differently, then I would have made a different decision.  Their approval of who’s in my life is important because it’s not just my life, it’s their life too.  I would never make them be in a situation they didn’t want to be.  I would have never allowed that.  They would be miserable if I made them move when they didn’t want to.  I don’t care if my mother thinks I allow them to have too much input when it comes to our life, but we’re a team.  I want them to have a voice.”

“That’s all because you’re a terrific mom.  They couldn’t ask for a better mother.  Those two have hit the jackpot.”

“Thank you, your opinion means a lot.”

I can’t take sitting across the table any longer without touching her.  I get up shocking her in the process.  “What are you doing Nathan?”

“I want to be closer to you.”  I pull her chair closer to mine.  “Now, can you do me a favor
baby?”

She looks at me skeptically.  “What is it?”

“Yes or no, love. 
Just a yes or no.”

“Yes, alright what's the favor?”

“Take your panties off for me.”

“Are you out of your ever-loving
mind?  You want me to go to the restroom and take my panties off?  I don’t think so.”

“Oh sweet girl, I don’t want you leaving the table.  I want you to do it now, right here.”

“Again, are you out of your ever-loving mind?
  Why would I want to do that?”

“Because I want you to.
 
Please, Bear, you said you would.”

“That’s because you tricked me.  There is no way in hell I would have agreed if I had known what you wanted.  No way in hell.” 

Okay, I know I’m playing it dirty, but I want my girl to be bare.  I give her a look I used to use to get what I wanted with my mother, my sister and any other female that thought they could fend me off.  I give her my puppy dog eyes.  Yeah, I know, not so slick for a grown ass man, but I’m desperate.   

“Nathan, you can’t be serious using that face.  You know I’m a
mother,
and I don’t fall for the puppy dogs eyes anymore.”  I blink again.  No one can resist
it, I’ve had plenty of practice
. She rolls her eyes, “Fine Nathan fine.  You
win;
you win.”  She groans.  I give a little chuckle. 

Her hands snap
up. “Are you seriously chuckling because you got your way?”  She gives a little bounce in her
chair, and I know her panties are off.

“Maybe love.  Maybe it’s because you make me so damn happy.”

“Yeah well here’s your happy,
love
.” She tosses her pink panties at my chest.

“Shit Laney, you didn’t have to throw
them at me.”  The feel of them in my hand, all warm and soft, feels so damn good.  If I weren’t much of a
gentleman,
I would bring them to my nose and inhale her scent, but I do have some manners.  I stuff them in my pocket.

“Hey you just said you wanted them, you didn’t tell me how you wanted them delivered.”

I take my hand and rub from
her knee up her thigh.  Her leg is smooth and warm.    “Nathan, what do you think you’re doing?” 
She
asks in a whisper. 

“Just touching my wife.
  Is that a problem?”  She leans forwards, eyes darting around the restaurant.  As I continue up her
thigh,
she licks her lips and slowly closes her eyes lowering her head, taking in the feeling of my touch.  My hand continues, finally landing
on
my target.  She opens her legs slightly allowing my fingers better access.  I rub her clit.

“Shit.” Her words are faint. Her hands grip the table.

“Fuck baby, you shaved.”  She looks
up; fire blazed
in her eyes.  Her teeth pull at her bottom lip, releasing it. 

“Well,
baby.”  She says, “I wanted to make my husband happy.”  She moves her hand to my now hard cock and strokes it. The feeling of her hand squeezing me causes me to groan.

“Oh sweet girl, you know you’re playing with fire.”  I push my fingers into her core causing her to jerk at my action.  “Do you really think you can
outplay me,
sweetheart?”  I continue the assault, stroking her.  Her eyes are locked on mine, never wavering as I continue to move my fingers in and out. 

“I can sure as hell try.” With one hand,
she unzips my jeans and with ease finds my dick.  “Fuck baby, you aren’t wearing any boxers.”

I give her a wink, “Better access to
my wife.”  I feel her grip tightening around my
shaft,
her stroking is becoming faster, rougher.  I know she thinks that she’s going to get me to come before she does.  Little does she know, my fingers can work her pussy like Mozart worked the ivories of the
piano.

“Nathan.”  She drops her head.  Her hand is losing slack.  Becoming too consumed with her building orgasm, she’s losing her concentration which means, I’m going to win.

I lean over whispering in her ear, “Let go, baby.  Come for me, Laney.  Come in my hand.”  I take her earlobe in my mouth and bite down, sucking.  I hear her whimper, I feel her cunt convulse around my fingers.  Her arousal coats my fingers, dripping down, pooling into my palm.  I kiss the side of her neck at her jaw line. Slowing down my thrusts, I suck on her neck.

“Nathan.”  She sits back and looks into my eyes smiling.  “I guess you win.”

“Baby, I will always win.”  I remove my fingers and bring them to my mouth sucking off her taste. 
“The best dessert in the whole damn world.”

“Will there be anything else, sir?”  The waiter is standing before our table looking between the two of us with his eyebrow cocked.  I think we’ve been caught, but I could really give a fuck.

“No thank you;
I’ve already had dessert.  Just the
check so I can take my lovely wife home and let her taste some dessert of her own.”

“Very well.
  Might I suggest sir, possibly zipping up your jeans before leaving the
table?
”  Then he was gone.

Looking down I noticed my dick, still hard was in plain view.  I look at Laney, her face is beet
red,
and she has her hands covering her mouth, laughing uncontrollably. 
“Holy shit.
  I’m so embarrassed.”

“Oh,
baby, who cares.” I lean back tuck myself in and zip up my fly.  “We’re a married couple, it’s not like we’re a pair of kids.  Besides, I wouldn’t doubt it if he goes home and yanks one out with the vision of my cock in his head.”        

“It is a pretty impressive cock.”

“And it’s all yours.  Come on. No need to wait for the check. Let’s get out of here.” I throw a couple
hundred
on the table.  As we walk to the front
door,
I keep my arm protectively around her shoulders.  “Remember, stay close to me.”  She nods her head. 

I open the door take a step out, and once the reporters realize it’s us, the questions get fired off.

“Mr. Whitmore, is it true you are going to take your wife’s children away from their biological father?”  Where do these bastards get their
information?

“Mr. Whitmore, is it true your new wife is handing
her father’s estate over to you to run?”  I wouldn’t want it, even if she tried.

“Now that you’re married, are you going to take your rightful place as CEO of your mother’s companies?”  Hell no, that is the furthest thing from my mind.

“Why do you feel it’s right to be out on the town while your children are suffering Laney?”

I open the car door and make sure Laney is safely inside.  Then I turn to the crowd.  “Listen, I know all of you are just trying to do your jobs, but there is really no story here.  I am a man in love with a beautiful woman, so I did the only natural
thing,
and I married her. I’m not different than any of you in that aspect.  It’s as simple as that.  This was not a
dare
, or a business transaction.  There will be no custody battle from either
side
.  Her
ex-husband
and I know each other and have come to an understanding.  We are working as a team when it comes to the
girls, and we will always do what’s best for the company.”

“Is it true your father is going to try to take your mother’s company?”

“Whatever plans my father has are his plans.  If he wants to waste whatever time he has left on this earth in a battle so be it.  My mother’s will
has
always been ironclad.  The family’s attorneys can all attest to that.  And if you want me to be honest with everyone, even my father’s attorneys can attest to that.  That’s why the companies are still mine and not his.  He’s lucky to still have the position he still holds within my companies, and like I have told him before, it’s better that he remembers that.  Good night.”   

Dinner with Nathan was just what I needed.  To be able to sit, talk, laugh.  Plus the orgasm was a great topper.  Once we got home, Amanda was rearing to go.  Stella said she didn’t care to watch more than one movie until it was time to play dress up and running all around the house.  A few days of
laying
around had allowed Amanda to store up more energy than I ever thought possible.  It was after midnight when I finally gave
out,
and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. Nathan assured me that he and Amanda would be fine if I went to bed.  It wasn’t until after three in the morning when I felt Nathan crawl in next to me.  He pulled me to him placing a kiss on my temple. I drifted back to sleep without even a fuss.