SUBMIT✔ (DSD SERIES, BOOK TWO) WATTYS2020

Clearance day

"What's this?" Johnattan chuckles softly as he holds up the glittery, purple body suit with bell-feet and funnel sleeves.

I look at the suit with a smile reminiscing on the memories within that outfit. It has been five years since I've seen that.

"That was Lexi's high school Halloween costume," I reply holding out my hand for the outfit.

He hands it to me and I run my fingers over the material, the softness gliding over my fingertips.

"This one year Lexi and I decided to do a throwback costume. I was a sexy Point Dexter and she was a disco diva," I smile as the glitter rubs off on my hands. "We kept this costume because it was one of the last costumes our mothers made."

I smile sadly, as the memory of watching mom and Momma Jacobs trying to operate a sewing machine plays in my head. Momma Jacobs was taught the trade as a child, so she was knowledgeable in the field... but my mom was blank, completely and utterly lost.

It was funny watching her make minor mistakes as she tried to make my costume. Once she sewed her top to my poodle skirt and somehow managed to stitch the buttons for the top into her hair.

Yeah, mom sucked at sewing but it was nice of her to try for me... It showed how much she loved me and at the end of the day the costume looked beautiful. Her best and last work.

"My Point Dexter costume is probably here too," I say as I place the suit onto my lap, reverting my focus onto the boxes in front of me. "We stashed most of our old stuff here for safe keeping."

I pry open the white box and cough as dust greets me.

"You okay Christi?" Johnattan asks worried and I wave him off coughing out a yes. "You know we brought that dust mask for you to use right? Not to sit on your neck and look pretty."

I roll my eyes using my hand to fan away the dust. "Really I had no idea..."

"Christi... " he says sternly and I look around sticking my tongue out at him. He chuckles with a shake of his head before prying into a box of his own. "You can be so childish sometimes."

"Got a problem buster?" I ask as I stare into the box of CDs.

"No, I quite like it... I mean every Daddy needs his little girl."

"And that totally didn't make you sound like a pedo," I say sarcastically, pulling out one of the CDs.

C&L pep rally.

Johnattan's hands find their way onto my hips, that familiar tingling resonating through my skin. I jump at the sensation and in shock before relaxing in his comforting embrace. The heat of his body steeps through my jeans jumper and my body becomes very aware of his proximity.

While his hands work wonders on my skin, his breath against my highly sensitive skin causes the hair on the back of my neck to rise. How can one man have such an effect on me?

"You and I both know I like my women age appropriate, Christi," he whispers pecking my neck – tingles resonating – and I smile as his hands move to cradle my stomach. To hold our babies.

My free hand moves to cover one of his, my thumb caressing each knuckle affectionately. I giggle as he nibbles and plants heated kisses along my jawline. It tickles...

"Plus, why would I need to stoop so low on the age board when I've got myself a stubborn brat right here," he says swatting my ass playfully. "One who loves to defy and ride me."

I squeal as he grabs a handful of my ass, fits of chuckles escaping my lips. Oh Johnny... My sweet JBear. Turning to face him, I wrap my arms around his neck, and smile as my bloated stomach acts as a barrier between us. "Es verdad papí."