Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 33401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
"Yes!" Bailey's fingers twist into the sheets, and she throws her head back, her legs shaking. I bury my face in her throat, inhaling her scent, and drive into her, harder, deeper, faster. Her pussy squeezes me in pulses, and the wave of release rolls through her body.
"Bailey…" Her name is a desperate groan, and the last thread of my control snaps. My cock swells, and jets of hot, thick seed shoot into her channel. Bailey's arms and legs shake around me, holding me against her, and her pussy clamps down even harder.
Our climaxes seem to go on forever, and I can't stop murmuring her name against her skin, kissing and sucking her throat. Slowly, we both drift back down to earth, our chests heaving.
"Fuck, sweetheart," I whisper, dropping a kiss to the corner of her lips. "That was incredible."
Bailey nods, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. "Was it...okay? Did I do okay?"
My eyebrows draw together. How could she think...? "Bailey," I gather her close and roll us both until she's tucked securely against my chest. "You're fucking perfect. Everything you do is perfect. And now you're all mine."
"Yours."
"Damn straight," I murmur, stroking her hair. "All mine."
Bailey shifts and winces, pressing a hand to her stomach. I'm up and out of bed before she can say a word and disappear into the bathroom to get a warm washcloth. When I return, Bailey has snuggled under the covers, and I pull them down and part her legs. She looks up at me shyly, and I smile.
"Such a good girl." I clean her gently, and Bailey sighs, closing her eyes. "Did I hurt you?"
"A little. But in a good way, if that makes any sense.”
My lips press together. "I would have avoided it if I could.”
"It's okay," she protests, but the words don’t come easily. The poor thing must be exhausted. "Please come back to bed."
I toss the washcloth onto the floor and slide under the covers with her. Bailey cuddles up to me immediately, and I pull her close. It's not long before her breathing steadies, and her body relaxes. I press a soft kiss to her forehead and sigh.
We definitely crossed a line tonight. A big one. Now there's going to be no slow seduction, no long, drawn-out dating games. I've claimed her fully, and there's no going back. The thought makes me grin. I'm damn glad we crossed the line. The sooner she fits her life into mine, the better.
I'm falling hard for her. But does she feel the same? Does Bailey even know how she feels? I can't lose her. She's too important to me. As I drift back to sleep, Bailey warm and sweet in my arms, I think about all the things I've wanted in life and fought to get. This will be no different. Bailey will be mine. My woman. My wife. All I can do is hope that she falls just as hard, just as fast.
Because I'm more than ready to start our lives together.
7
PORTER
It's been a month since Bailey came to 'stay the night' and crawled into my bed, giving herself over to me in every way. I let my sweet girl think that she would be going back to Renae's as long as she needed to, but as the days stretched into weeks, it became more and more obvious that she wasn't going anywhere.
Bailey will stay with me. This is no temporary thing.
I don't want it to be.
I was half in love with her by the time she moved in with me, and after that first night in bed together, it was pretty much a done deal. I was fucked. And not just literally.
I've taken it slow with her in bed, letting her build up her stamina and explore what she likes while making sure she's well and truly pleased each time. Five days a week she comes to the gym to have her boxing lessons, and the rest of the time she either spends helping Keith at the front desk or just staying home and basking in her new role as a kept woman. I'll never stop her from furthering her education if she wants, but there will be no more dorms and cafeterias for my Bailey. Never.
Renae the roommate wasn't thrilled with the setup, so I did the only thing I knew how to do to gain her trust. I gave Renae a free membership and set her up with lessons from Mark. At first, she scoffed and wasn't interested, but when Bailey told me the ridiculous amount of money she was paying to go to the yoga gym up the road, I knew Renae wouldn't turn her nose up at a free membership forever. I wanted her in the gym, seeing Bailey and I working together, and taking in just what type of man I was. A successful man. A good man who could provide for her friend.