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“Bath and bed,” he tells me, his huge member like a traffic light I can’t ignore. Fumbling out of my ‘clothes’ as much as I’ve stammered through my words all night with him.

“I can wait,” he adds, calming my self-doubt instantly as he slips out of the few clothes he has left on. His large rod bobbing against rock hard abs. His whole body perfectly sculpted and tanned, like something out of a dream.

The tub is twice as deep as wide and fits both of us easily, the water is perfect and once he’s satisfied with its contents, he lowers himself in after me.

I watch the water level rise, feeling it cover my stiff nipples as his own member gently slides up what feels like the whole length of my back.

His legs on either side of mine. The power of his body charging the water like someone just dropped a live toaster in it.

Electric.

The steam rises and his arms cover me from behind, and for the first time in my life, it feels like I can breathe.

“Better?” he asks in a low tone that tells me he’s smiling.

I nod, as his hands trace some hair back from my face, a sweet gesture that brings a smile to my face.

He only lets out a low hum of satisfaction, but it says a thousand things to me.

The one thing I do know is, I’m home.

Dillon.

My whole world from now on.

Chapter Fourteen

Dillon

Yeah, I can wait.

But not for long.

How long can that sweet pussy remain unclaimed, the sweetest rose in the world without an owner to see it flower?

But I can wait.

I grind the words out to Becky and myself, but it’s clear we won’t have too much longer.

But I can wait one more night at least.

Watching her eat her first proper meal in who knows how long is something.

Feeling her come so hard in my mouth while shouting my name?

That’s worth my whole life. Knowing I have a bigger prize to claim once she’s truly mine makes me feel larger than life.

Hearing her tell me she’s sorry for this or that, not being ready after the huge day I know she’s just had?

Makes me promise myself more and more she’ll only know a different life from now on.

When she’s ready, and every second before and after that. She’s mine.

She’s on my watch from now on. My overwatch.

After I enjoy watching her eat, we soak in the tub so long we almost doze off before I can show her enough of the house that is hers now.

It’s a huge place, sure. Mostly empty rooms and polished wood or marble floors.

Something lifted from a magazine more than a bachelor pad but also a huge tax offset.

Was anyway.

Will be again.

But it’s the perfect place to raise a big family too.

Seeing her in each room as the sun rises outside, wearing one of my bathrobes that traces the floor under her, I watch as she takes in the same future I have in mind for us both.

Rooms for kids. Lots of kids, and plenty of space outside for a mutt or two, a rabbit hutch maybe?

I’ll let them decide what they really want but I know I can at least provide the castle for my queen.

It’s still wet out, but I gladly show her the garden and pool areas through the huge floor to ceiling windows.

There’s some morning sun poking through the gray of the early morning, sunbeams dance across the water of the pool and the puddles around it.

I watch her from behind, almost clutching at the glass as she gasps with amazement.

“It’s all just so… beautiful,” she exclaims.

Taking in the view I have of her fine ass, those hips I’m more familiar with now, and knowing just how much she likes to come I couldn’t agree more.

“It sure is,” I murmur to myself, feeling that strange thing I’ve never really known all over again.

Happiness.

“It sure is,” I repeat, moving over to take in the scent of her hair, to wrap her up in my arms again. Almost telling her something but holding back.

“It’s been a big day,” I remind us both. “You should get some sleep.”

As if on cue she stifles a yawn, but keeping her eyes front she reaches around and squeezes my cock through my robe.

“I think every day is gonna be a big day from now on,” she purrs, leaning back against me as I feel myself stiffen for her again.

I pick her up, scooping her up in my arms which makes her squeak, but feeling her soft body melt into mine tells me it’s what she really wants.

Carrying her to my bedroom I wonder just how long I can wait. The need to be inside her is more than obvious, even after my relief all over her breasts.

She does this to me, harder than steel and only wanting me to give her more straight away.

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