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Chapter Twenty
One Week Later
I wake up to an empty bed, but hear the water running in my shower. He’s slept over every night since we first had sex. In fact, he hasn’t hardly left my side since that night. I didn’t know two people could have that much sex, let alone the woman getting an orgasm each and every time. But he’s made it very clear that he doesn’t get his, until I’ve had mine.
We haven’t used any toys or props, just each other. My sister has even given us the privacy I asked her to give us. She of course told me I’d have to spill the details when I come up for air, but I already knew that was coming. Besides it’ll be nice to brag about how he makes me feel.
We’ve used this week to really get to know each other and I’ve never been happier in my life. I’m so afraid the ball will soon drop and something will ruin it, so I’m going to enjoy the sweet bliss while I still can.
Without another thought, I slide out from under the covers to go join him. I’m sore as hell, still feeling the effects of our sexcapades in every muscle of my body.
His phone lights up on the floor at my feet just as I walk by. It’s a long message, so I pick it up and glance at it, which is probably a big no-no, but I’ll consider this my test for him. After all of that shit with Brock, I have a hard time just trusting that all of this is real, even though he says he only wants me.
Brad: The last challenge is today. All money is due tonight and the winner will be chosen from viewer votes. Good luck everyone.
Eric: Hoping to see someone else get it over Damon. I’m tired of giving that asshole part of my cut.
William: Make those checks out to me. My girl is ready.
I’m trying to make sense of the messages when I hear the water shut off. I set the phone on the foot of the bed and turn on a lamp before sit back down to wait for him. He’s towel drying his hair when he opens the bathroom door. His naked body is something I’ve gotten used to seeing since he has no issues walking around just like this in my apartment.
“Good morning.”
“How much money will you lose today?” His smile drops with my question.
“Not much.” He slides the towel over his body to dry off before he drops it to the floor to get back in bed.
“Your phone lit up on the floor… I… I looked at a few of the messages.”
“Did you find anything interesting?”
“Honestly I don’t know what I saw.” He reaches for his phone and scrolls through the messages.
“The money is due today for a competition we had. Not a big deal.” I think about the money he dropped into my account like it was nothing and then decide to probe him further.
“Was me being in the house part of that competition?”
“Yes.” I rush out of bed and begin pacing through the room.
“So the film bullshit was a lie?”
“No. We film the contest and then produce it as a reality show, just like I told you.”
“You forgot to mention we were in a competition with the others.”
“It wouldn’t have made a difference.” He’s right. But I hate that he kept it from me.
“Is there anything else you didn’t share with me that involved all of that?”
“No.” There’s always been one question that he’s managed to skirt around when I ask it. This seems like the time to ask it once again.
“How did you find me Damon?” I stop pacing to observe his reaction to my question. He sits up and tilts his head, looking into my eyes.
“You can’t get mad when I tell you.” That response scares me. What in the world could he be about to tell me, because for the life of me I can’t imagine what he could say that would make me mad.
“Someone you know sent your information in as a potential submissive. All contestants are referred to us and we choose from those submitted.” I instantly have a wave of chills rush over me as I try to think of who in the world would do this. Who would think I’d be a good choice for this.
“Who?”
