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The Auction

The following day, Jessi laid out four blue dresses for Terry to choose from. They were all beautiful, all hand made by her, he was awash with feelings as he eyed and touched the fabrics lying on the bed, she made all of this.

"This one," Terry picked up one of Jessi's favorites. A dark, steel blue dress, knee-length, fitted, two-inch straps, simple, elegant but sexy, "This one will do," he smiled, holding it up to her.

Jessi quietly squeaked out a quiet notion of approval, taking the dress, she attempted to go change in the bathroom, Terry grasped her hand, "No," was all he said, she turned, looking up to him with those large forest green eyes, "I want to watch you put it on," he said darkly. Taking her face in his hands and planting a satisfied kiss on the top of her head.

He sat on the edge of the bed, a satisfied smile on his lips, waiting for his little show.

Jessi's reddened face smirked at him, she handed him the dress, with her back to him, she slowly dropped the robe from her body. Looking over her shoulder at him, her hair messy, draped around her shoulders and face. Dropping the robe around her feet, she turned towards Terry, running her palms down across her body, down her breasts, down her abdomen, before bring her hands up to her hair, tousling the soft curls.

Walking slowly towards Terry, who was fully enjoying each movement of Jessi's body, held the dress out for her. Taking it, she stood directly in front of him, letting the dress drape around her every curve, clinging to her body perfectly. Smoothing it down around her, she looked up to him, smiling shyly.

Terry rose, towering over her, he wrapped an arm around her waist, his thumb and forefinger gripped her chin, making her look at him, "You're fucking beautiful," he hissed, crashing his lips to hers, passionately, deep, his tongue memorizing each inch of her mouth.

As soon as they parted Jessi smirked at him, placing her hands against his chest, "Now for my show," she teased. Taking her place in the same spot on the bed she watched Terry dress in his suit, enjoying her show. He picked a tie that matched his shirt, she stood quickly, taking the tie from his hands, "Let me," she said quietly. Tying it perfectly around his neck. He smiled down at her, scooping her up she squealed, "So," she said quietly as he teased her ass cheeks with his thumbs, "This is why you wanted me to bring blue dresses."

He quietly agreed. Taking her into the bathroom he plopped her on the bathroom counter, asking her if she could do his hair, happily obliging she combed his hair, applying a small amount of product and putting his locks in a perfect ponytail he turned to smile. Hopping off the counter he carefully placed her hair in a messy bun.

Wandering back into his room, he spied Jessi going into the closet, to the small dresser dedicated to her things, she came back to the room with a pair of underwear, before she could slip them on he snatched them from her hands, she chuckled and looked up at him, surprised, "Terry!"

He grinned, "You don't need anything on under that dress." He shoved the small piece of lace underwear in his pocket.

They finished getting ready and headed down to the massive courtyard that was set up beautifully. Eva Garcia met with the pair of them.

After a short time, guests began to arrive, Terry cheerfully introduced Jessi to everyone as his girlfriend. They spied Daniel and Amanda speaking to Eva.

"Daniel and Amanda LaRusso, so glad to have you at my home, Amanda you look fabulous," Terry smiled, Amanda quietly thanked him.

Eva grinned, "You two know each other?" She motioned between Daniel and Terry.

"We've known each other for what, 30 years? How time flies," Terry smirked.

"Go on ahead Amanda, I want to have a word with our host," Daniel said through gritted teeth.