Babes Stripping For Love

It was not the kind of breakfast in bed she was expecting. This was the kind of breakfast where she was the main course. Charlotte was writhing under him as Seamus moved under the cover. His hands were all over her body, and his sinful mouth somehow kept on devouring her until she saw stars.

“Seamus!” She cried his name the second her climax hits. Charlotte was blushing profusely when he dragged her body to lay on top of him.

“Morning, beautiful.”

She smiled and let him snuggle into the crook of her neck. They lay together while his hand rubbed her backside and she practically blissed out from her orgasm.

“Don’t baby, I can take care of myself later. This is for you.” He whispered when her hand started stroking his erection.

“I know, but I want to take care of you too.” She said sweetly as she kept on moving her hand up and down his cock. The man groaned knowing he couldn’t say no to her. It didn’t take long for him to smear his warm cum on her thigh and she giggled when he had to get up to get some tissues to clean his mess.

Half an hour later Seamus did stay true to his promise and he did stay with her for breakfast. They had their meals together when he told her that he was taking the day off.

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“God, Seamus I still can’t believe we’re going to pick him up, that he’s going to walk away a free man.” She squeezes his hand while he gave her another kiss on her temple.

“Believe it, baby. Your dad is going to be so happy to meet you.” He took her hands and engulfed them with his. “Now, I want you to take it easy on him. Let him do what he wants, if he wants to rest in a clean bed and be alone, you should give him the space.”

“I… I think he’d want to visit mom’s grave.” Charlotte looked at him, her eyes were all misty with unshed tears.

“Then we’ll accompany him.” He pulled her up to his lap and lift her chin and kissed her lips.

“You can do this, the worst had passed.”

“You sound just like Dee,” she laughed softly and wrapped her arm around his shoulder.

“Well, why don’t we finish our breakfast and then go get changed.” He smiled and was glad that her friends were all there to get her through her hardships.

“Um… about the bedroom arrangements, I think I should get back to the guest bedroom.” She blushed when she said it, thinking what her dad might think when he found out that she’d been sleeping at Seamus’s.

The man understood what she was saying without even putting it into words. “I will have a conversation with your dad, but if it’ll make you comfortable you can move back to the guest bedroom for tonight.”

“I think that’s best.” She nodded firmly, though her body tensed.

“Charlotte, you understand where our relationship is heading right?”

“Huh? I… I don’t think I’m following you,” she raised her eyes to look at him.

“I’m serious about you, about us. When you’re ready I want to ask you to marry me.”

“Oh…”

He looked at her, amusement was obvious on his face. “Tell me, what are you thinking right now?”

She stayed quiet, biting her lip, feeling unsure of herself, and suddenly didn’t know what she wanted. What she knows for sure was that she was grateful that Seamus was able to get his dad out of prison. And that thought made her feel like she had to say yes to him.

“I’m feeling grateful, thank you… for getting my dad out of prison. I love you, and yes, when the time is right, I will be your wife…”

It was not the answer he expected. Though it made him happy that she was accepting his proposal, somewhere between the lines he felt something was off. Maybe he should word the proposal differently, it was not as romantic as she deserved but he was being practical. Deep down he knew she was the one for him, he knew that he loves her, and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

“We’ll talk about this later, right now we should finish breakfast and then get ready for your dad. We don’t want to get stuck in traffic.” He put his feelings aside and decided to tackle one task at a time. Seamus loves her, he wanted what’s best for Charlotte and to take care of her. But first, they need to pick up her dad, then he needed to talk to Cormac regarding his case. Maybe after that, he’d get a feel of what Charlotte felt about their future together.

After an hour of a silent car ride, they arrived at the state penitentiary. His lawyer was already there and he greeted both Seamus and Charlotte professionally. She was still quiet, visibly nervous though she let Seamus hold her hand and stood close to her. She listened as both men talked and they all waited for her dad. Her eyes were laser-focused on the door across the room. It felt like forever.

Everything was so surreal to Charlotte, she thought she could hear a pin drop when she shuts everything out. Then, the whole world around here came back to life when she hear the loud opening of the door she’d been watching. Then, she saw her dad walk out in his normal clothes. She instantly got up and hugged him, she cried, sobbed, and kept on telling him that she loved him. Over and over again, until she felt Seamus’s hand on her shoulder she let go of her dad.

Cormac’s eyes were wet with tears. He still couldn’t believe that they managed to get him out. “Thank you,” he croaked out, still feeling too emotional but he knew he had to say something to Braddock.

“You’re welcome, but I say it’s unnecessary because I should have tried harder and gotten you out sooner.” Seamus let the man hug him, he felt sorry for him. Uneasiness crept into his inside as he felt the man’s body under his touch. His muscle mass was gone, and he recognized that Cormac did lose significant weight since the last time he saw him.

“Come on, let’s move this reunion back home.” Braddock’s lawyer finally said as he put his hand politely on Cormac’s shoulder.

The ride back was equally silent. His lawyer had parted ways and Seamus decided to sit in the front next to his driver, letting Charlotte rest on the back seat together with her dad. She looked so fragile, she’d still wiped her tears a couple of times as she talks to her dad. The man’s soothing voice seemed to calm her down and they both smiled when they finally reached Braddock’s residence.

“They had released all of my assets, your lawyer is damn good at his job.” The older man praised him and Seamus nodded.

“Marjorie had set you up in one of the guest bedrooms upstairs. I’d figure you’d want to rest and take a nap before dinner time. I’ve taken the liberty to provide you with some clothes also,” Seamus said when Marjorie appeared in the living room.

“Yes, thank you. I might just take your offer. In prison, it’s…” He sighed before continuing, “it’s hard for me to relax, I kept on thinking about my daughter and everything that I should’ve done differently.” The man looked tired and needed the rest.

“We can talk it over when you’re well rested. Charlotte, you can show your dad to his room, Marjorie can help you if you need anything more. I’m going to leave you to your privacy.” Seamus held out his hand, but Cormac pulled the guy in for a hug and quietly say thank you and patted him on his back.

“So, where’s your room?” Her dad asked as Marjorie exited the guest bedroom after they assured her that everything was perfect.

“Um…”

“It’s okay honey, you’re an adult. I know something is going on between you two.” He took a seat on the small sofa, and Charlotte sits next to her dad.

“I… we… I did stay at his, but I’m moving back to the guestroom across from yours.” She decided to be honest with him, though her face was red enough that made her dad laugh as if her confession amused him.

“Well, thank you for respecting your old man. Your mom would be very proud of you.”

The mention of her mom, his late wife made both of them teary once again.

“God, today is so emotional.” Her dad wiped his tears, taking the tissue from the small table by the sofa.

“We can visit her grave tomorrow morning.” Charlotte offered, and her dad nodded wiping her face with a fresh tissue like she was still seven years old.

“Dad…” She whined when he carelessly dabbed her face and then told her to blow her nose.

“Okay, okay… so, I will take my rest. You should also rest, then I will need to talk to Braddock about your sleeping arrangement.

“Oh my god, daaaad,” she whined but there was no anger on his face, as he smiled at his only daughter.

“My child, I love you. I’m glad that he takes care of you. But I need to hear his intentions, I know him. He’s a good guy, but men like him… look, I just need to know that he…”

“I love him,” she blurted out, “and he loves me, and said that he’d marry me,” somehow the need to defend her lover was strong and she blushed and then blow her nose when she struggled with her emotion once again.

“Oh, honey,” he patted her shoulder and pulled her in for another hug. “I wished your mom is here, she’d love to see you all grown up.”

They both cried again, she sobbed harder than before. Then, there was a knock on the door.

“Is everything okay?” Seamus entered the room, looking concerned. “I’m sorry, I heard your cry from the hall,”

“Yes, yes…” Cormac replied wiping his tears quickly. He got up, holding out his hand to his daughter. Charlotte was on her feet before hugging him one more time.

“I think I’d like to rest now, honey, why don’t you let Seamus take care of you and we will talk again later at dinner time.”

With his words, Seamus put his hand on her waist and she rests her back easily on his front and melts into his arms. Her dad smiled, looking content that his daughter had found someone to take care of her. He closed the door behind them and took a deep breath before he lay on the bed and try to close his eyes.

It was going to be hard for him to  sleep. After months in prison, he thought he craved sleeping in a big bed with fresh expensive linens. But then his mind drifted to the one woman he loved and how he missed sleeping next to her. Sleeping in their bed.

He needed to go home. His home.