Chapter twenty-four: You Are A Mess

Chapter twenty-four: You Are A Mess

Jessica

"Baby," Jeffrey leaned over to me, his breath reeking of whiskey.

We were already in the car going back home. We decided to drop Sam and Rose off since they came with a cap.

"Can Sam sleep over?" I giggled and placed my hand on his cheeks.

"Jeffrey, I think you had a little too much to drink."

"Noooooo," he drew out, squeezing his eyes shut and waving a hand.

"I am fi..ne, you just haven't had enough." I rolled my eyes.

"Jeffrey, close your eyes and take a nap or something." He furrowed his brows.

"Noooooo, then I can't see you." He put his hand awkwardly on my face.

"You are so beautiful."

We rounded a corner causing him to fall into my lap. His eyes were closed and it was clear he fell asleep right away.

We got to the Sam apartment, both of them exited the car and we continued our ride back to his penthouse.

"Are we there yet?" He mumbled.

"No, daddy, almost." I replied, my hand stroking his messy hair. He hummed in satisfaction and rolled over, facing me.

"Your boobs look good from this angle." I chuckled and gave him a look.

"Thanks,"

"You look good in my clothes," he added and before I could reply, he winked.

"But you look perfect without clothes."

"Jeffrey, you are very drunk right now." He waved his hand.

"I am so tall tober right now." He slurred and I giggled.

We pulled up to his apartment, I helped him out of the car and up to his house which wasn't easy because he was much bigger than I was and he wasn't helping at all.

I took him to bed and went to get a glass of water and some drugs. When I returned back, I noticed his shirt was hallway unbuttoned and he was fumbling with his belt buckle.

"What are you doing?" I set the glass of water and the medicine down on the side table.

"I can't get it," he whined, his hands flopping to his sides.

"I half pee." I sighed and helped him unbuckle and then struggled to get him to stand.

He waltzed to the bathroom and I could hear him sighing some random potty song that sounded like he just made it up on the spot. When I turned around, I saw him walking out of the bathrooms with his pants around his ankles and his shirt tucked into his underwear.

"You are a mess." I laughed, taking his shirt off and helping him out of his pants.

"You are a mess," he mocked me like a child, sitting down on the bed and falling over. His head hit the pillow and he mumbled.

"I don't know why you had to pick me up from school." I tried to tuck him into the bed but he continued with his rambling.

"I didn't even get to play basketball." I giggled and leaned down to kiss his forehead.

"Go to sleep, daddy." He groaned and rolled over, nearly burying his face in the pillow.

"I love you, Jessica."

My heart stopped for a moment, I just stood there, staring at him as he suddenly fell into a deep sleep. I was shocked and confused, there was no way he could have even been remotely serious. It had to be because of the alcohol that made him say that, he didn't love me, did he? I didn't know if I loved him, all I know is that I cared about him and desperately wanted him. I can't call what we have between us love.

I laid beside him, trying to get some sleep but I couldn't. His drunken words kept sneaking to the front of my mind.

The next morning, I felt the bed shift and my eyes fluttered open, hearing Jeffrey's grunting and groaning as he rolled over. I looked over my shoulder at him and he had the back of his hands resting on his closed eyes.

"Good morning, " he let out a long, dramatic groan.

"Why did you let me do that?" He rolled over to face me, I frowned but I couldn't help but smile.

"What, let you have a good time?"

"No," he pouted.

"Why did you let me drink too much?"

"Well, I wasn't going to stop you and besides, you said you wanted to."

"And the next time I say that, tell me no." He buried his face in the pillow.

I leaned over and kissed his shoulder, reaching my hand up and tracing my fingers down his back. He let out a muffled humm in satisfaction and scooted his body closer to mine.

"That feels good." He mumbled, he shifted his head to face me as I continued tracing small designs on his skin.

"Nothing happened last night, right?"

I knew he was referring to sex but I didn't know whether or not to bring it up when he said he loved me.

"Nothing happened." I placed my index finger on my chin. I thought dramatically about last night's events.

"Let's say you took a nap in the car, you asked if Sam and Rose could sleep over and you complained about me picking you up from school." I laughed as he rolled his eyes.

"I hate myself." He muttered.

"You were very entertaining."

"Well, now we have both taken care of each other when intoxicated. So we are even." He teased, sticking his tongue out at me.

"Actually, you have taken care of me twice, so I am still behind." He thought for a moment.

"Oh, you are right."

"I am always right." I shrugged with a cocky smile and he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close to him and nudging his forehead against mine.

"Are you going to be sassy with daddy this early in the morning?" He whispered in my ear, his nose grazing my ear and sending a chill down my spine.

I felt his hand inch down my butt and under the hem of my panties, gently squeezing my ass and I took a sharp breath in.

"You are going to be good for daddy today, correct?" I gulped and stared into his intimidating purple eyes.

His eyes kept flicking from my lips to my eyes and it made me both excited and nervous.

"Answer me out loud, Pumpkin."

"Y…yes, daddy."


Today was my last day with Jeffrey and I wanted to spend as much of the day as I could with him but he had a very important meeting with a business partner later this evening. I wouldn't be able to spend a lot of time with him.

He was in his office doing some extra paperwork so he would have less to do on Monday. I had been lounging around in one of his button-ups all morning and finally decided I was too bored and needed something fun. I poked my head into his office and saw him staring intently at his computer screen.

"Can I help you, Princess?"

"No,"

I noticed a record player in the corner of the room, I walked over and glanced over and played my favorite song. I started dancing along and trying to get his attention, he momentarily looked up and I could see a small smile forming on his face.

"What on earth are you doing?" He chuckled.

"I am dancing." I said, twirling around in his button-ups shirt and hoping to get him to dance with me.

"I love the song." He shook his head with a wide grin and still continued with his work. I waltzed over to him and stood behind him, placing my hands on his shoulder and moving him to the beat of the music.

"The way you made me feel, it really turns me on." He softly sang along.

His voice was surprisingly beautiful, even though he wasn't singing very loud but I could tell he had a great voice. He swiveled in his chair to face me and pulled me into his lap so I was straddling him, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"You knock me off my feet, my lonely days are gone." He leaned forward and pressed a kiss on my lips.

He sucked on my bottom lip and pulled back slightly, letting it go and bounce back into place. He slid his tongue into my mouth and dug his fingers into my hips, my hand snuck their way into his hair, tugging gently on the strands. He moaned against my mouth and he started moving my hips against his groin.

"You know," he mumbled.

"I can never concentrate on anything when you are around."

"I am sorry," I frowned, I didn't realize that I was such a distraction.

"You don't have to be sorry, I love having a distraction as beautiful as you." I blushed and looked down but his fingers under my chin and lifted my head up.

"Jessica….I…uh," his voice was above a whisper.

"I wanted to, erm….to tell you….." he punched his eyebrows together as he tried to find the right words to say.

"Forget it, just kiss me."

He hastily connected our lips again, more forcefully this time and I wrapped my hand around his neck.

"Just a little goodbye."

"I had an amazing time this weekend." I said and he held my hand in his.

"I did too, hopefully we can do this again soon." His eyes looked like they held something, a secret he hadn't yet told me.

"I would love that," I breathed, giving him a small peck on the cheek.