Chapter thirty-nine: His Family

Chapter thirty-nine: His Family

Jessica


Surprisingly, my family got along with Jeffrey a lot better than I expected. I think everyone was more shocked that I actually brought a man home rather than the fact that he wasn't even a college student.

After lunch and many embarrassing childhood pictures being brought out, we said goodbye to my family and headed back to Katagum to meet his family. I picked some clothes so that I could stay overnight instead of having to drive back home so late in the night. My mother believed that I would be staying in my hostel for the night so I just went along with that.

"She really thinks you are going to stay on campus tonight?" Jeffrey said and I shrugged with an innocent smile.

"Hey, I have always been an angel daughter." He cocked his eyebrows and slightly leaned towards me.

"Clearly, she is too blinded by the halo to see how naughty her daughter is with me." He smirked, I bit my lips as my cheeks reddened profusely.

"I love it when you blush like that." I looked at him, his eyes were set on me, his teeth gently biting down on the side of his forefinger.

"I blush a lot when I am around you." My voice came out soft and he was on the engine as we drove out of my compound. I could see his grin widening from my peripheral vision.

"I know,"

He placed his ring clad hand on my thigh, letting his thumb rub small circles and sending shivers throughout my entire body that I knew he could feel as well.

"You know, you do a lot of things when you are around me." I rolled my lips between my teeth, wanting so badly for him to touch me but he needed to focus on the road, not me.

His hand gingerly moved up towards my crotch, his fingers digging into my thigh a little harder.

"You bite your lips a lot when you are around me." His words made me instantly release my lips because he was clearly right.

He adjusted his sitting position and spread his knees apart, making it even more tempting to just straddle him

"You also stare at my lips a lot, you shiver under my touch." He continued moving his hand closer to my panty line, my heart slowly picking up speed.

"Do you want me to stop, Princess?" He asked as we came to a stop at the traffic lights and he reached down, pressing his fingers to my aching core and making me lean my head back and let out a soft moan.

"I love it when you moan for me, Pumpkin."

The light turned green and he pulled forward, he slipped his hand into my pants, cupping pússy and making me scoop my hips up to give him better access. I gripped the console in my left hand, praying that no one in the lane beside us would pass by and see what was going on between us.

"Gosh, Jeffrey." I gasped as he pulled his fingers further.

"Couldn't you wait until we get back to Katagum?"

He slowly caressed my folds with his thumb, licking his lips before responding.

"Daddy can't wait to pleasure you, baby girl. Sitting with you for lunch and not being able to touch you was just pure torture."

I bit down on my lips as we continued to drive, his fingers pumping slowly and pleasurably. It was actually frustrating how skilled he was at this and even more frustrated at how much I enjoyed it. We were in his car, on the way back to Katagum and here he was, one hand on the steering wheel and the other down my pants.

He carefully pulled out his fingers after a few minutes, letting me relax and regain control over myself. I was thankful he didn't push himself further, I didn't want to make a mess on his expensive leather seat.

He brought his fingers to his mouth as his eyes remained on the road. It was unbelievably sexy to watch him stick his fingers between his plump lips and suck on them like a lollipop.

"You always taste so good for me, Pumpkin."

The rest of the ride consisted of Jeffrey and I jamming to whatever song came on the radio and we were all over it. I was more enthusiastic with the song but he still sang along with me even with all the eye rolls he sent me when a new song he didn't know came on the radio.

We pulled up to his apartment around seven in the evening but we parked around the corner instead of his usual spot. I frowned as I unbuckled my seatbelt, looking at him before asking.

"You have a designated spot, why aren't you parking there?"

"I let my mother park her car there so she wouldn't have to worry about parking." He shrugged.

"Come on, they are waiting."

I hopped out and as we neared the door to the building. I felt very nervous. I am meeting his family. Would they like me? Are they like Jeffrey or they were the complete opposite? What if….

"Jessica, why are you walking so slow?" He chuckled, I looked at him, clutching my bag against my chest and gave him a worried look.

"I am meeting your family, Jeffrey." I whispered.

"And I don't even bring flowers."

"You don't need to bring them flowers, baby girl." He placed his hand on my shoulder and gave them a slight squeeze. I shook my head.

"But, is my dressing okay? I should have changed, I shouldn't have worn jeans…."


"Shut up, Princess." His grin widening.

"You look stunning, just be yourself and they will love you. I promise."

I pressed my lips together for a moment before I brought my hand up, extending my pinky and pouting my bottom lips.

"Pinky promise." He rolled his eyes playfully before wrapping his own pinky around mine.

"Pinky promised and now let us go, we can't keep Amber waiting forever. She is too impatient."

We headed inside the building and after an endless interrogation of trying to learn as much as I could about his family before I met them. He ended up covering my mouth with his hand for the rest of the elevator ride. We entered his apartment and he yelled.

"I am home!"

He was immediately bombarded by a woman about a foot shorter than he was, with straight black hair and a beautiful smile.

"Jeffrey?"

She greeted him cheerfully with a hug as I stood behind him and her eyes landed on me. She quickly shoved him aside, to which he feigned being hurt and she gave me a hug as well.

"And you must be Jessica, right? It is lovely to meet you."

"It is a pleasure to meet you too, Mrs. Craig." Jeffrey gave me a look, shaking his head a little bit.

"Oh, Princess, call me Bianca." She insisted but I still didn't get why Jeffrey was giving me a look. Did I say something wrong?

"This Amber," she turned to the young girl at the bar, with blonde hair and her facial features exactly like Jeffrey's

"She is Jeffrey's sister."

"Hi, nice to meet you." She smiled, shaking my hand.

"Nice to meet you too."

"And this is James, their stepfather." She said, ushering to the man next to her. I shook his hand with a smile and realized that the reason Jeffrey gave me a look was mostly likely because Bianca's last name probably wasn't Craig anymore.

Of course, I already made a mistake within the first five minutes of meeting them. But how was I supposed to know?

"Nice to meet you, Jessica." He smiled.

"Lovely to meet you, too." I replied and Jeffrey waltzed over, looking at me with a small smirk and then proceeded to look at his parents.

"So shall we pop the champagne?" He asked, clapping his hands together.

"I only came for the alcohol anyway." Amber chimed in.

"A little birdie told me you like to splurge on fancy wine and I want to be the judge of that."

"Who told you that?" Jeffrey frowned at her as he pulled glasses down from the cabinet.

"I have my source, now come on, you donut. Make me a drink."

I couldn't help but giggle at their banter, walking over and standing at the bar while Jeffrey poured glasses for everyone. Bianca turned to me before speaking.

"So, Jessica. Jeffrey mentioned that you were in your third year in the university. What are you studying?"

I was surprised that Jeffrey had told her my age and I was also happy I didn't have to lie about my age or anything to make myself seem older to them.

"Um, oh, I am studying Literature. I am thinking about being an art director or maybe going deeper into it with my little history and being a literature historian."

"Wow, have you always wanted to do that?" I shrugged.

"I wanted to be a teacher but I didn't know if I could handle my own classroom."

"Understandable," she nodded.

"I can barely handle these two at home."

I looked over to see Amber taking a sip of her wine, only to have Jeffrey gently push her glass forward, making her almost spill blue wine down her front. She immediately set the glass down and swatted his shoulder, giving him a dirty look.

"I can only imagine," I laughed.