Their Perfect Match

12

Morgan

“The cast can come off, but I want to be perfectly clear, you need to take it easy for a few weeks. No marathons or vigorous activities, understand?” Dr Clifton tells me as he looks over my leg.

I nod, “Yes, I understand. I’ll be sure to take it slow” I tell him as he removes the cast and stretches my foot and moves my ankle a few times until he seems satisfied. He gives Blake a nod and lets us go.

“Hungry?” Blake asks when he opens the truck door for me, helping me inside. He is always such a gentleman towards me. Ever since our shared kiss last week he’s been very respectful of my feelings and hasn’t pushed my boundaries and pressured me for s*x. He figured it out very quickly that I’m a virgin and he didn’t give me any grief about it like I thought he would, he actually understood it.

“Starving” I answer with a smile

I’m expecting a drive thru or something quick but instead he pulls us into a small diner parking lot.

Blake opens the door for me and leads me to a booth, I slide across the worn leather, settling in. He sits beside me, closer than usual and leans in beside me to whisper in my ear.

“This is my favorite place” He grabs the menus off the table where they were wedged between the ketchup and salt and pepper shakers, handing one to me. His hand comes down on my thigh, I can feel the heat of it through my leggings.

His hand squeezes my thigh softly as we graze the menu, I feel a heat in my lower tummy. Clearing my throat as a waitress comes over, taking our order and flirting heavily with Blake. His hand doesn’t leave my thigh, he moves up ever so slightly, his fingers moving closer to my wet p***y.

I feel myself start to sweat and my pulse quicken as his fingers press deeper into my skin. I feel like my face is on fire, I reach for my water and take a large gulp of it.

“I like seeing you all hot and bothered” He whispers into my ear and kisses my jaw, down my neck. I nearly choke on my water, just in time for the waitress to come back with our food. She gives me the side eye after looking down to see where Blake's hand currently is, before walking away with a smirk on her face.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” I say as calmly as I can without my voice cracking.

“Mhmm… I can think of lots of things that’ll make you blush. I can’t wait to try them all”

I don’t say anything for a few minutes while I gather the strength and courage to look at him.

“What do you want to do?” I ask in a low whisper.

He chuckles, “Do you want me to tell you… or show you?” His eyes darken as his fingers slide up until they are resting directly over top of my p***y, stroking it over my leggings and panties. I feel like I am making a puddle on my seat with how wet I have become. The pressure feels amazing and the small circles he’s moving in are making my head spin.

My mouth goes dry, I open it and close it again, unsure how to answer him. These situations happen in my books so often but I never expected it to happen in my real life, I feel caught off guard.

“Relax, I’m only teasing you” His hand stops rubbing and slides away, making me nearly cry in frustration.. I lean my head back against the booth and sigh heavily, I hear him chuckle beside me as he starts to eat his food. Somehow, I don't feel very hungry anymore.. Not for the food in front of me at least.

I end up leaving my food nearly untouched, being too hot and bothered to eat now. Blake pays the bill and we get back in the truck. I think we are going home but he pulls onto the freeway in the opposite direction.

“Where are we going?” I ask as I see the river below us, it looks so peaceful and calm today.

“I’m taking you shopping, now that you can wear more than shorts and sweats I figured it was time for a wardrobe update”

“I have other clothes” I grumble.

“I’ve seen your suitcase. What's inside it doesn’t qualify as clothes. I’m buying you new clothes. That isn’t a debate”

I don’t argue with him on the subject. I’ve learned over the last few weeks that it doesn’t do much good, instead I watch the cars pass by out the window. He pulls off the freeway and onto a one-way, taking a few back roads until he comes to a parking garage.

“Where are we?” I ask as we get into an elevator, he presses the button for the fourth floor. His hand gently rests on my lower back as he leans into me, whispering,

“I am going to spoil you like the princess you are” His lips press to the hollow of my neck, his teeth grazing my skin making me moan against my will.

The elevator beeps and the doors open, revealing a busy mall. Leading me down the busy hall and into a*****e of his choosing, he closes the door behind us and grabs the open sign, flipping it to CLOSED. I go to question him but he just winks at me, the sales lady walks over,

“Hello Mr Enderson. How are you?” She smiles, lowering her head in a strange bow of sorts.

“Gerta. This is Morgan. I want you to get her everything she needs for a full makeover. Spare nothing. I have Zayden on his way to keep an eye on things while I step out for a few minutes, he should be here in just a minute. No one in while I’m gone understand?” Blake instructs the woman.

“Yes of course sir.” She bows her head again, stepping backwards, “Whenever you’re ready ma’am” She says to me.

“Where are you going?” I ask Blake. He lifts his hand to cup my face and leans in to kiss me softly, “I just have a quick errand to run. I’ll be back before you know it”

The door opens and a man in a suit enters, Blake smiles and shakes his hand before pulling me over towards him. “Morgan, this is your new personal bodyguard, Zayden”

Zayden doesn’t offer his hand to me, he bows like the shopkeeper did before, “Ma’am. I am honored to be of service to you” He says, his voice raspy. He is tall and bulky, he looks like if he were to flex too hard he’d split his suit. His head is shaved but his bleach blonde hair is growing back and his brown eyes are muddy, looking almost black against his tanned skin.

“Hello. It’s nice to meet you” I say awkwardly. I look back to Blake, hoping he will change his mind and stay but of course he doesn’t.

Giving me one last kiss he leaves the shop, Zayden locks the door as soon as he leaves. Greta pulls me towards the fitting rooms which she has already filled to the brim with stuff for me to try on. I have to admit, she guessed my size pretty well. Basically anything that fits I put into a pile, if Blake is going to force me to shop, I might as well make him regret it.

I feel like I’ve tried on everything in the store when Greta brings an arm full of new garments for me, lingerie. I’ve never tried them before and I’m unsure how to proceed with some of them there’s so many strings and hooks. She shows me how to put them on , I look in the mirror and I have to say, I look pretty damn sexy. I blush for a moment when I think of all the possibilities and positions I might find myself in while wearing them.

“Do these come in different colors?” I ask Greta, she laughs and nods in response.

I come out of the fitting room and see Blake talking to Zayden off to the side, they are both nodding and it looks like a serious conversation. I feel awkward interrupting, so I stroll around and look at some random things until it looks like they are finished.

“Did you have fun?”

“I don’t really find playing dress up to be fun” I say with a bored sigh. In reality I did have a tiny bit of fun

“You’re not like other girls..” He chuckles, “Have everything brought back to the house” He says to Zayden as he places his hand on my lower back and leads me towards the door.

“Ready to go?” He asks as he unlocks the door

I nod, turning to Greta, “Thank you” I tell her. She just smiles and goes back to her work.

“Can we go home now?” I ask

“Not yet. I have one more stop planned. Don’t worry this one I think you will love”

“Don’t hold your breath” I mutter as I let him lead me through the mall, Zayden tailing close behind us. People stare at us as we pass by, probably wondering what a man like Blake is doing with a woman like me. It’s very clear that I am so far out of my league with him, he is extremely handsome and he possesses a certain dominance about him that you can feel from across a room. Then there’s me. Plain jane me.

There is nothing special about me. I am a bit too heavy in the bottom and full in the breasts, my tummy is not flat and smooth like the models. I’ve put on a bit of weight since I’ve been with Blake. All I’ve been doing is laying around all day so I haven’t been exercising at all, but now that I have the cast off I can get back to my daily routine and get back to being active and lose some weight. I advert my eyes from their stares and bite the inside of my cheek, I feel so out of place beside him.

It doesn’t take long before he pulls me to the left and stops beside a Chapters bookstore, opening the heavy wooden doors for me. I walk inside, looking over at him

“I know the owner of the store. You have three hours.. Go crazy.” He whispers into my ear and kisses the top of my head.

“Are you serious?” I ask in shock.

“I told you you’d love it”