Page 37 of Haden

Taking her hand, I lead her back to the bed. After pulling the covers down, I pat the mattress. “Climb into the center, baby.”

She hesitates. “Maybe I should go back to my room so I’m not doing a walk of shame in the morning.”

I shake my head. “Everyone knows we’re together, Emilia. They aren’t going to be shocked that we’re sharing a bed. If you want to sleep in your room tomorrow night, we will, but tonight we’re sleeping here.”

“So bossy,” she mutters, looking around. “Can I wear your T-shirt?”

“No. You’ll sleep naked.”

She continues to hesitate, her gaze on the bed.

I sit on the edge and pull her into the sliver of space between the bed and the wall of the RV. “Talk to me, jitterbug. What’s going through your head?”

“I’ve never slept in the same bed as someone else. I’ve never slept naked. And that’s after ten other firsts. I’ve never tasted come. I’ve never seen a cock. I’ve never watched a man masturbate. I’ve never had a man’s mouth on my sex before today. And you mentioned like a dozen things that have me fidgeting. How the hell am I supposed to sleep?”

I smile. “I’m sure you’re exhausted, baby. I bet you’ll fall asleep in no time. I need you in my arms at night. That starts tonight. You’ll never sleep alone again, baby. I’d lose my head if you were inside and I stayed out here.”

“But you’re not going to have sex with me?”

“Nope. Not until we’re married.”

She groans.

“What else is bothering you?”

Squeezing her thighs together, she licks her lips. “My cunt feels—” She slaps a hand over her mouth, eyes wide.

I chuckle. “Did you just say cunt?”

She nods as she lowers her hand. “It’s your fault. You said it so many times it got added to my internal dialogue, and now it’s slipped out of my mouth.”

I laugh harder. “How about if I agree to let you cuss, but only in the bedroom?” I hadn’t meant to make such a concession, but hearing my girl say cunt so flippantly has me rethinking my stance on naughty language.

Her shoulders relax.

“Now, what were you going to say about your cunt, baby?”

“It feels empty. You fucked with my head, and now, even after more than one orgasm, my pussy is unfulfilled.”

The biggest grin spreads on my face. “And this is why all four of those women in the house agreed to marry your brothers and cousins within weeks. See? Effective, huh? How long will you go before I wear you down?”

“Grrr.” She jerks her hand out of my grip and crawls onto the bed to flop down in the middle.

I reach for the light on the wall, turn it off, and drop to my side. Manhandling my woman, I haul her into my embrace, spooning her. Her hair is all over the place. The silky smoothness feels amazing against my chest. I bury my face in it and rub it against my cheek. “You definitely don’t have permission to cut your hair, jitterbug. If it gets in your way while you’re working, I’ll braid it or put it in a ponytail.”

“You have a hair fetish, too?” she teases.

“I have a vision. Barefoot and pregnant with this long, gorgeous hair hanging down to your ass. I love staring at it. I’m going to enjoy watching you from behind for the rest of my life. Every time I see it getting longer and longer, it will make my cock hard, knowing the reason it’s so long is because you’re obeying my orders.”

“Haden…” she whispers.

“What? I’m just telling you my vision.”

“You’re making my pussy clench. That’s what you’re doing.”

“That’s because you’re submissive, baby. You thrive on being bossed around. It’s why we’re so good together.” I kiss her neck. “Sleep.”

“You can’t command someone to sleep.”