Unspeakable Acts (bwwm)

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| Alyssa Mitchell |

I decide to wear the black dion lee mini dress he got me, it's got a corset attached to it; and it stops mid thigh. The price tag on this dress says $655. And that's not even the biggest tag I've seen. I pull the dress on and I sit on my bench lacing up the heels he got me. He only got me one pair, he knows I don't wear heels at all.

I use this glittery body oil by fenty, putting it all over my arms and legs and chest. I look at myself in the mirror and I smile, I feel genuinely gorgeous. The first time in so long. Jasmine ended up going home after having lunch with us, and my family are all downstairs spending time together, and waiting to see me in my outfit.

As I'm scrolling through my phone waiting for jax to get here, I can hear the loud engine of a motorcycle. I jump up off my bed and I run over to my window seeing jaxon climbing off his bike and holding two helmets.

Good thing I flat ironed my hair. I told him I was nervous to ride but I guess today is the day. I close my blinds and I rummage around my room making sure everything is perfect. I fix the necklace he gifted me and I make sure to put the Diamond earrings in my ear. I smile down at my promise ring, I still can't believe I've got a boyfriend and a fucking promise ring in the same day!

As I turn around to grab my purse, my bedroom door opens. Jaxon steps inside wearing black dress pants, a white button up shirt with a few of the buttons undone. He's wearing a silver chain to match my jewelry and an ear ring in his right ear. He also has got a new haircut. He looks so handsome and perfect. I can't believe he's mine.

"Hey there darling," he smiles pulling his hands out of his pockets.

I walk up to him and he reaches out for my hand. Taking it, I smile up at him as he leads me downstairs, "you look absolutely gorgeous alyssa."

"Thank you," my cheeks burn hot. He could say the most fucked up shit, and I'd still be mesmerized by his voice.

My mom gasps seeing the dress I have on, she automatically pulls her phone out and starts taking pictures of us. My brothers jump in for a few before I make her stop. As much as I hate taking pictures you can't tell a momma no. She gives me a quick hug and looks me up and down, "so gorgeous, I love you."

"I love you too mommy," I smile widely. I give my dad a quick hug and wave bye to my brothers. Once we get outside I nervously look up at him.

He grabs both sides of my face and leans down to my level, I laugh a little looking into his eyes, "are you ready baby?"

I nod.

"It's okay to be nervous, but I won't let anything happen to you. We're gonna have fun, okay my love?" He pushes a piece of hair out of my face.

He lets me go and lifts the seat up, pulling out a pink fire flaming skull helmet. I gasp looking up at him, "that's mine??? It's so cute!!!"

He chuckles lowering it over my head, he pushes open the eye slot and then puts his helmet on. Once he gets onto the bike he looks at me, "wrap your arms around my waist, Cmon darling."

I climb onto the back of his bike and I hug him tightly, wrapping my arms around his waist. The sound of it starting up fills my ears loudly. He pulls out of the driveway and speeds down the street.

Once we get on the freeway he goes about 150mph, racing and speeding in between the cars. We're going to California kitchen, which is downtown. So it's about a 20 minute drive, but we end up getting there in 7 minutes. He parks the bike and I smile climbing off. As I take my helmet off I look around at the city.

I absolutely love downtown, especially at night. It's so beautiful. He gets up and takes his helmet off looking down to me. I never really noticed our height difference till now. Jaxon is 6'2" and I'm 5'2". So he's pretty tall.

He grabs the helmet from me and he fixes my hair, patting down the fly aways, "you ready princess?"

I smile widely grabbing his hand. He leads me into the restaurant, walking up to the host stand, "hello, I have a reservation for wright."

The hostess looks down and then quickly back to us, "Ah Mr. Wright! We're clearing off your table, it should be no more than five minutes."

He nods, "okay, thank you," he leads me to the seating area. There's a lot of people waiting, and there's only one spot left. He sits down and then pats his lap, "hm."

He wants me to sit on his lap?? In front of all these people? I'm to big for that. I smile nervously shaking my head, "jax I don't want to crush you..."

He stares at me, his expression blank.

"I've lifted twice your weight my love, sit your ass down."

I sit down on his lap, making sure to not put my full weight on him. Somehow he still manages to sit higher than me, I still have to look up at him to speak. He wraps his arms around my waist and he leaves little butterfly kisses along my shoulder.

After about 10 minutes the hostess comes to grab us. I stand up and he grabs my hand leading me to our table. It feels really good to let him take control. The feeling of just sitting back and letting him handle things is amazing.

He can be his masculine self while letting me be my most feminine self. Just like housewife's, I've always wanted to be a housewife. Of course it's not for everyone, but I love the aspect of it. Taking care of the house, and food, and kids while your husband goes off to work. Making sure he's got a lunch and then comes home to a home cooked meal. It's such a chill lifestyle.

I was never the type to work a 9-5, willingly. Either I become a housewife or I become a business owner. Because working 9-5 for the rest of my life does not sound appealing. Of course though, I'm gonna go to college, I've already applied to Columbia. Hopefully I get early acceptance. Schooling is important to me, and I want to become a real estate agent. Then move my way up to owning my own brokerage.

I'm not really sure what jaxon wants to do, I mean he's a senior so his time is coming. I know he's a hands on type of guy. I see him in like construction or owning his own auto repair shop or something.

He pulls my chair out for me and he kisses my head after I take my seat. I give him a warm smile when he sits down across from me, "you're so gorgeous darling."

My cheeks burn hot again, this is like the 10th time today! This is the 5th time he's complimented me today, and I honestly could get really comfortable with this level of affection from someone. Especially him. I'm over the top obsessed with him and the fact that he's mine. Best believe I'm going to be selfish too.

(Word count: 1287, excuse any mistakes)