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Keeping her wrapped up in my arms, I rise and go into the bathroom then set her on her feet in front of the toilet.
“Go potty, sweet girl.”
She peers up at me nervously as I stand, watching her closely. When she doesn’t move, I kneel down in front of her and lift her dress over her hips.
“Sit, baby,” I murmur.
Slowly, she lowers herself, hissing as her bottom comes into contact with the seat. I stay where I am, keeping my gaze on her face. The dark circles under her eyes are unnerving. She needs to rest. Especially since she has finals coming up in a couple of days. Maybe tomorrow I’ll make her stay in bed all day. Maybe I’ll stay in bed with her. I can have my men go collect Ronald and hold him in a warehouse until I’m ready to deal with him. He’s always put himself first. Well, too bad for him, I’m putting his daughter first. He can rot in a fucking cage for all I care.
Finally, Chloe pees, her cheeks turning bright pink when I smile at her. She’s probably never had a man all up in her business like this before. She’ll get used to it. She won’t be able to make a move without me being in her space.
After she cleans herself up, I lead her to the sink to wash her hands. While she does that, I grab a washcloth and wet it with warm water.
“Turn toward me, baby. Let me see your beautiful face.”
She faces me and twists her fingers in my dress shirt. Slowly and gently, I clean off all her makeup with a wipe and then I use the washcloth. We stare into each other’s eyes the entire time, silently speaking to each other in a way only we understand.
“Are things always going to be this intense between us?” she whispers.
I smile as I grab the electric toothbrush I bought for her. “I’m sorry to tell you, baby, but it will probably get more intense the longer we’re together. In only a few days, you’ve become the very air I breathe. I’m obsessed, and that obsession will only grow stronger. I’ll do whatever it takes to make you the happiest woman in the world, but you’ll have no space with me. None. I will be part of every single piece of you, just like you already are every part of me.”
The air whooshes from her lungs. “I don’t want your money.”
Giving a shrug, I hold the toothbrush up to her mouth until she opens for me, and I start brushing her teeth. “You may not want it, but you’re still getting it. Everything I have is yours. As soon as finals are over and you’re on your break, we’ll be going to add your name to all my accounts.”
She starts to shake her head, but I capture her chin to hold her still. “No arguing unless you’d like to make a second trip over my knee tonight.”
Her eyes go wide, and I chuckle. I figured that would work. Maybe I need to threaten her with spankings more often.
I finish brushing her teeth and then quickly brush my own before taking her hand to lead her into the bedroom. She’s quiet, in her own head, and that’s okay. I have my own thoughts swirling too. Mostly wondering how long it will be before I can put a ring on her finger and have her last name changed to mine.
Instead of giving her a shirt to wear to bed, I reach for the hem of her dress and pull it over her head, then remove her bra. It’s nearly impossible to keep myself from latching onto one of her rosy nipples, but I keep my lips to myself.
“Get into bed.”
She looks down at herself and then back at me. As soon as I raise a stern brow, she crawls into bed, flashing her pink bottom my way. My mouth waters. Fuck. I don’t think she realizes how sexy she is without even trying. Pure perfection. And all mine.
19
CHLOE
My skin tingles. I’m naked in Bash’s bed, and as much as I hate to admit it, despite having my bottom paddled earlier, I’m incredibly turned on. That spanking was horrible. So painful it took my breath away. It felt like it went on forever, and I thought my poor bottom wasn’t going to survive. But the whole time, I felt safe, loved, and secure. I also found the release I used to search for with a razor blade. The pain neutralized all the bad feelings building up inside me.
So now, my mind is clear, and I’m almost high from the aftereffects. I know Bash isn’t perfect. But the way he takes care of me, the way he talks to me, and the way he looks at me are perfect. I have no doubt he’ll always be intense. He won’t give me room to breathe. But I also know he’s going to be my biggest cheerleader, and he means it when he says he wants me to be happy. I’ve never felt as happy as I do around him. My entire soul blossoms when we’re together.
He stands at the edge of the bed and slowly starts to undress, folding each piece of clothing as he goes. He likes things neat and tidy. It’s one of the many ways he stays in control. I have a feeling my messes will drive him up the wall. I’m going to enjoy watching it. Someone’s gotta keep the man humble.
When he unbuckles his belt and lowers his slacks, I hold my breath. His cock is hard. I’ve never wanted to touch someone so badly in my life. Is he going to leave his underwear on? I’m naked, so he should be too. Slowly, he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his boxer briefs and lowers them, letting his cock spring free. I swallow, my mouth suddenly dry as I stare at the beautiful piece of art. It’s long and thick, with veins I want to trace with my tongue.
“Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s rude to stare?”
My gaze snaps to his face. “I wasn’t staring.”
Crap. I was totally staring. It would be a sin not to.
He smirks at me and tosses the covers back before getting into bed. I roll onto my side to face him, unsure what to do or say. I’ve never been good at this. It’s one of the many reasons why I always wanted a man who took control. Should I talk about the weather? Compliment him on the size of his dick? This is all too much for me to figure out.
“Breathe, Chloe,” he says as he brings his hand to my cheek.
