Chapter 149: Bose Babe Chapter 13: Mass Babe

Donald and I stayed upstairs for a little while, hugging and kissing. It felt different, not merely sexual, but with a newfound connection deeper than the physical. I was so glad we had that talk, especially before we spent six months exploring Australia.

The night was satisfying, not because we had sex, but because we were close with each other, with no more tension or unchecked feelings and emotions. It was just one family together and happy. We all tucked Emily in before she went to bed, and she said goodnight to us, calling me Mama, Justin, Papa, and, of course, Donald, Daddy. In any other situation, I would probably find it extremely weird that she was at that level, but after what Donald shared with me and seeing Carol, I could tell she just craved a stable family environment, no matter how advanced she was.

The next morning, I came later than I would have liked; we were so comfortable when I woke up, sandwiched between the two people I loved most in the world. I wanted to stay there forever, but today was interview day for my new assistant. I had narrowed the candidates down to three women, all around my age and newly graduated from the University. We had one week until our flight to Australia, so I planned on spending the next week with all three candidates to see if we would get along, as well as to see how they would work with Luke. I sighed just thinking about the busy week I would have; my men worked extremely hard, but they were off until Australia. Aside from picking out candidates as assistants, I haven't done any work since I left Maryland. I was getting lazy, I giggled at the thought.

“What are we so fume?” Justin asked from behind me, placing his hand between my breasts and pulling me tighter against him.

“Today is my first day working in months; I have been a bit lazy,” I said, and his deep chuckle rumbled against my back.

“I would say don’t worry about it since you’re with the boss, but Griffin and I made a deal that we would never play favorites, even if it was for love,” he said, shifting and kissing my neck.

“Would you like some breakfast and coffee before you leave? I will go down and make it while you get ready for work,” he added, his warm breath tickling my ear.

I shivered and turned to him slightly, pressing our lips together. He moaned and pressed his hips into me so I could feel his morning erection. I would have to leave that for Donald, who was still snoring slightly, deep asleep. We broke the kiss, basically panting but having the self-control to not go any further. We were making progress on that front, even if it had only been for a few hours.

“I would love some coffee, but I can grab something at the cafe at work,” I said to him, giving him another soft kiss.

He smiled against my mouth before he slid out of the bed, and I reluctantly got up and went into the bathroom to get ready. Midway through my shower, I felt a body come up behind me, taking the loofah from my hand and washing my back.

“Excited for your first day?” Donald’s sleep-filled voice asked after gently massaging my back and down my arms with my body conditioner.

I moaned at the feeling, once again wanting so badly to stay at home with my men. I just nodded in response, leaning back against him while he massaged the front of my body, taking his time around my breasts. I moaned again when he pinched my nipples and brought his mouth down to my neck. He slid one hand down and cupped my pussy and squeezed. I basically poured out his name.

“Donald, I can’t be late,” I moaned, feeling his hard dick against my back.

“I’ll make sure you aren’t late, I promise,” he said, turning me and lifting me up.

I intimately wrapped my legs around him moments before he slid in deep. I cried out, dropping my head to his shoulder, and he pounded into me while I held on for dear life. We didn’t have a lot of shower sex, or anywhere he was showing just how strong he was, and I loved it. I kissed his neck before lifting my head and finding his lips; he shifted me so that my legs draped over his forearms, and his grip on my waist controlled my entire body as he fucked me hard. I know my scream filled the whole house as I relished in the pleasure. With each thrust, my clit rubbed against his hand and stomach until I gripped onto him tighter, and my orgasm crashed over me. He pounded me through it, and another one washed over me before the first subsided.

“That is it, baby,” he murmured against my lips, sending shivers down my spine.

His words, with the closeness of his embrace, heightened every sensation in me, and moments later, as the last tremors of pleasure faded, he gently pulled out and set me down, ensuring I was steady on my feet before releasing me. We shared a few more kisses, and he whispered words of praise into my mouth.

“You are more relaxed now. Ready to be a badass boss babe?” He asked jokingly, and I threw my head back and laughed.

“Never in a million years would I have thought those words would come out of your mouth,” I retorted. He grinned, flashing his beautiful smile and giving me one more kiss before turning off the water. He stepped out and wrapped me in a towel.

“I got something for you, for your first day,” he said, wrapping a towel around his waist and disappearing into my newly renovated closet that used to be Justin’s upstairs.

Both of them shared his original closet, and I got one all my own. I didn’t even have enough clothes to fill it up, but Justin assured me that wouldn’t be the case forever. Donald returned with a black bag filled with fluffy white tissue paper. I am not sure where it was stored because it wasn’t there last night when I changed into my sleep clothes.

“Every boss babe needs these, especially on her first day of work,” he said, and I walked over to the ottoman that was outside my closet and sat on it while I opened the bag. I pulled out a large tan box labeled Dior. I gaped and pulled out the most expensive shoes.

“Donald?” I gaped, looking over the glossy Louboutin heels with red bottoms. These were my dream shoes, and I had told them about it when they asked me what the perfect outfit to wear on your first day of work was. It didn’t cross my mind that they would be getting them. I jumped up and threw my arms around him.

“Oh my goodness, Donald, I love them,” he chuckled. “I’m glad; it was a bitch trying to hide them from you,” he said, and I smiled.

“Hurry and get dressed so we can see you off and you aren’t late; Justin would kill me if he knew I kept you from getting to work on time,” he gave me another kiss and walked out. I rushed to my closet and pulled out the black and white striped contrast details blazer dress.

I found it on a website that I used to buy my clothes from before I was with a billionaire and a multimillionaire. It seemed more me than the high-fashion stiff I had bought on my last trip to Paris. I am my men's boss, at least. The outfit was comfortable, and I was sticking with it. I slipped into the shoes that fit perfectly and looked in the mirror. I didn’t look like a boss babe. I took a deep breath and headed downstairs; my shoes were making the sexiest clicking sounds.

“Oh, here she comes,” Justin said as I rounded the kitchen corner. I rolled my eyes when Donald took a picture.

“Are you serious? Why do I feel like it’s my first day of school?” I said, trying to act annoyed even though I loved how they were acting like proud parents.

A part of me was also kind of weirded out; they were my boyfriends and not my fathers. I paused, thinking about that for a moment, completely spacing out. Was I with these men who were extremely paternal because I lacked that in my childhood? I immediately felt a little sick at that thought; I really didn’t have any sort of normalcy in my life growing up. I had a great aunt who was fifty when I was just three years old. She technically shouldn’t have been able to be my legal guardian because she was almost bedridden. I sighed, thinking about the memories I tried to block out my entire life. Why the fuck were they creeping up now?

“Baby girl, what just happened? You were all smiling, but then it was like you retreated?” Justin said, walking over to me, and I shook my head quickly. I will not ruin this day with my crazy thoughts. I smiled at him and wrapped my arms around him.

“Everything is okay, I promise. My mind just wandered, but I am fine,” I said into his chest.

“I am also a little nervous, so that may be getting the better of me,” he held me at arm’s length.

“You will do great; remember you are in charge. This project is yours, baby, and the only person who needs to approve anything is me and Griffin. No one else, so don’t worry; you are great with people, and you know what you are doing. Take your skills and do your thing.”

His words made me feel emotional; I loved the encouragement and reassurance he was giving me. He released me and went to grab another gift bag.

“This is from me,” he said with a cheeky smile.

I raised one eyebrow; I thought the shoes were from both of them. I put my crossbody messenger bag down and my jacket and took the bag. I opened it carefully and gasped. A black Paloma Louboutin bag was staring back at me in all its black and red glory.

“I can’t have my girl who is a boss now carrying a messenger bag. I am sorry, babe, but it was the only thing that you have that I don’t like,” he mumbled.

I had told him that I didn’t like briefcases after he found my laptop in my messenger bag that I used all through university. I snorted at his retort and leaned up.

“This is too much, but I know you won’t let me get something cheaper. So thank you; it truly is amazing.”

“You had your chance,” Donald said as a knock came on the door.

That was the signal that Jack had the car ready. I gave them both another kiss and then grabbed my coffee while Justin switched my bags over.

“I love you both; I will check in when I can,” I said and walked out of the house.