Page 19 of The Grump’s Assistant

VINCENT

J uniper’s sweet sunshiney scent still lingers in my office from when she stopped in this morning with my daily triple cappuccino. It’s hard to believe we’ve been together for a year and a half, yet at the same time, I can’t imagine life without her.

Before my precious Juniper waltzed into my world, I had one goal. Make more money. Now? Well, I still only have one goal. Make Juniper happy. I think I’ve done okay the last year and a half, but there’s always room for improvement.

We got married six weeks after I proposed.

I didn’t want to wait that long, but Juniper deserved the wedding of her dreams. For most people, that would take a long time to plan and execute, but I was able to use my wealth and connections to make it happen in a matter of weeks.

I’ve never had a more worthy cause to spend money.

Since then, I’ve stepped back a bit from the daily hustle of the financial world.

I’m still owner and CEO of Sloan Investments, but I’ve learned to delegate and use my time wisely.

A few years ago, I had to drag myself away from work to stumble through the rest of my life.

Now, I have to drag myself away from my sweet, sexy Juniper just to get a few hours of work in a day.

I wouldn’t change it for the world.

My phone dings and I glance over, seeing a text from Juniper’s mother, Beth.

Just got back from my checkup. 6 months cancer free, thanks to you!

I respond right away, congratulating her. Beth was treated by one of the top oncologists in the country last year. She endured an extensive treatment program that put her through the wringer, but Beth came out the other side, kicking ass and taking names. She’s a fighter if I’ve ever seen one.

Juniper is just as strong, just as determined, and just as loyal as Beth.

That’s how I know she’ll be an incredible mother to our children.

We haven’t had any yet, but I don’t want to rush my sweet girl.

After she stepped down from being my assistant, my talented wife decided to learn more about her real passion—cooking.

She recently finished up another cooking course through the local culinary school.

Juniper isn’t sure what she wants to do yet, only that she loves cooking and wants to gain more experience.

And, as I’ve already stated, I want to make her happy.

If that means taking every cooking and baking class every college in the world has to offer, then that’s what I’ll do.

Thankfully, however, Juniper seems content to stay in New York for now.

There’s a knock on my office door, pulling me out of my thoughts.

My beautiful wife pokes her head in and gives me a radiant smile when her eyes meet mine. I swear she’s glowing.

God, this woman undoes me in ways I can’t even begin to understand.

“Hey, angel, what’s up?” I ask. I stand up and walk over toward her, unable to keep my distance any longer. Whenever she’s around, I have to have my hand on her, be near her in some way.

“I, uh, I have something to tell you.” Her brow furrows and she stares at her feet. I can’t stand to see her like this.

I cup her face and gently guide her up to meet my gaze.

“What is it? You can tell me anything.”

“I… I don’t know how this happened… I mean, I know how it happened…” Tears well up in her eyes and she looks tentative, scared, almost.

I wrap her up in my arms. I don’t know how she went from her brilliant shining self to crying in a matter of minutes, but I’m determined to fix it.

“What happened? Talk to me, I can’t fix it if I don’t know what’s wrong.”

She pulls away from me, and I reluctantly let her. Juniper wraps her arms around her torso like she’s unsure of herself. I keep my hands on her hips, needing her to still be close to me.

“Vincent, I’m pregnant.”

My world turns upside down.

Pregnant.

I can’t fucking believe it. I’m going to be a dad. She’s going to be the mother of my children. It’s everything I’ve been dreaming about for weeks.

So many emotions rush through me, overwhelming joy being at the top of the list. I look in her eyes and she seems unsteady, like she’s bracing herself for my reaction. Does she think I’m mad?

I kneel before her and unwrap her arms, kissing her belly, thinking of my kid growing inside of her at this very moment.

“Thank you, thank you, Juniper.” I look up at her beautiful face and she gives me a confused look. “Angel, I’m so goddamn happy. I want this so bad, I want you to have all of my babies.” I smile up at her, hoping to ease some of her worry.

“You do?” she squeaks out.

“Hell yes.”

I stand up and kiss away her tears, wrapping one arm around her waist to pull her closer while the other one goes to the nape of her neck to hold her in place while I move my mouth from her cheeks to her lips, claiming her and showing her just how much I want her.

I feel her wrap her arms around my waist and melt into me. I break the kiss to look at this perfect woman in my arms. She buries her face into my chest and I kiss the top of her head before resting my forehead there.

“I love you, I love our baby. I can’t wait to be the father of our kid.”

She smiles and kisses me sweetly, then tucks her face in my shoulder. I rest my head on hers again, rubbing comforting circles on her back.

“You are growing my baby inside of you!” I exclaim, almost yelling, still completely blown away by the news.

“Yup,” she says and laughs a little into my shirt.

“How are you feeling? Do you have morning sickness? Do we need to go to the doctor? Do you need to sit down? Can I get you anything?” A flood of questions washes over me and pours right out of my mouth.

I was protective and attentive to Juniper before the pregnancy, and now it seems those tendencies have gone into overdrive.

She leans back and smiles. “I’m okay, I promise. I feel fine.” Juniper peers up at me with so much love in her eyes. “You’re really happy? You really want a family with me?”

I tuck a few strands of loose hair behind her ear and rest my forehead on hers.

“ You are my family. Forever. I can’t wait to share our love with this little one.” I take a step back and kneel in front of her again, kissing her belly and resting my head on it.

She tangles her fingers in my hair and pushes me down ever so slightly. I look up and grin at her, raising an eyebrow.

“Do you need something from me?” I ask with a chuckle.

“Yes, god, Vincent, I ache for you. All the time. They say pregnancy makes you horny… I’m so ready for you right now.”

I groan and ease her back into the wall. Lifting her dress up, I see she’s not wearing any panties.

“You weren’t kidding when you said you were ready,” I tease.

“A girl can hope…” She trails off into a moan as I kiss her swollen pussy lips.

I lift one of her legs over my shoulder to give me better access. I flatten my tongue and lick her from her entrance to her clit, circling her sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Ah, yes, Vincent.”

She rocks her hips into me, urging me on. I spear my tongue deep inside of her, tasting her honey straight from the source. Massaging her walls with my tongue, I reach out and begin rubbing her clit, winding her up till her muscles quiver with tension, bracing for sweet release.

Then I pull back, leaving her on the edge.

“Noooo!” she protests.

“You know I’ll always take care of you, love.”

I strip my clothes off in record time and lift her by her ass, pressing her into the wall while her legs go around my hips.

“Please, please let me come, I need to, need it so bad…”

I bend down and lick the slender column of her neck, nibbling just below her ear like I know she loves. I rock into her, sliding my thick, angry cock up and down her soaking wet slit, not pushing into her just yet.

Her legs shake as I push her toward the edge again, feeling her entire body go rigid in my arms. Again, I pull back.

Juniper practically screams in frustration, but then I slam my aching cock into her in one thrust and her cries turn into moans as she falls apart in my arms. I swallow her sounds as I kiss her, feeling her tight pussy pulse around my hard length.

Her orgasm holds her body hostage as she writhes against the wall, rubbing herself on my dick, riding out her ecstasy.

When she relaxes into my body, I tighten my grip on her ass and slowly slide out of her only to pound back inside her warmth. The sounds we make are obscene, her juices leaking out all over my cock, dripping down her legs. I look down and see her pussy swallow me, still pulsing from her orgasm.

“Fuck, baby, look at us, look at how we fit together. It’s fucking perfect.”

God, I could watch this all day, watch her tight, hot cunt stretch over me.

Juniper rolls her hips and digs her fingernails into my shoulders, clearly getting as much satisfaction from watching us as I am.

“I’m so close… I… don’t stop…”

I rest my forehead on hers, sweat dripping down my face as I rut into her like a fucking animal.

“Yes, yes, yes…”

She comes again, sinking her teeth into my shoulder, her whole body squeezing around mine, her pussy sucking me in, her legs like a vise grip around my hips, her hands clawing at my back, trying to get closer to me, trying to fuse her being with mine.

“Jesus Christ, Juniper, Jesus fucking Christ, so goddamn good, so good, baby.”

I thrust into her two more times before erupting deep inside of her. My legs start shaking and I carefully guide us to the floor, a tangled heap of limbs. I roll on my back and pull Juniper with me, tucking her into my side.

“Are you okay, angel? I wasn’t gentle. I’ll have to be more careful with you now.”

“Don’t you dare!” She looks up at me with furrowed brows. “I’m perfect. I feel perfect. Like… like I’m home.”

I pull her closer, kissing her forehead.

“You are, love. You’re home.”