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“The word is submit, Violet,” he murmured, laying me beneath him and positioning himself between my legs. “You don’t get points for high tolerance.” He rubbed his stubble over my already sore nipples as I sucked in air through my teeth, the pain subsiding when his tongue covered me.
“Please tell me you are going to erase that video,” I said, suddenly terrified he might have more with someone else.
“That was Bryce’s nanny cam and baby monitor. It was a one time only live show,” he chuckled as my eyes widened.
“Wow, that’s pretty creative,” I said, lowering my hand and wrapping it around his thickness.
“Genius, if you ask me,” he replied, his voice growing hoarse with his budding desire.
“I still can’t believe you did that to me,” I said, jerking his hard dick in my hand as he made his way between my thighs and I became lost in the circle of his hips at my entrance. “Make it up to me.”
He lifted his head and met my eyes with a sincerity I now lived for. “Anything for you.”
I felt pressure on my stomach and quickly opened my eyes. Rhys had sat Bryce on me, straddling me as he tapped on my chest saying, “Up, up.” He looked at his father, who was encouraging him, and I laughed at them both. He was absolutely adorable. His hands were chubby and his knuckles barely visible except for the small dimples in between his fingers. He had on long pajamas and his diaper was sticking out of the back of them. His beautiful gray eyes matched Rhys’s color perfectly. His lashes were long and black and made his eyes sparkle. He was a dream to look at. His cheeks looked stuffed and his voice came out in a squeak.
“Up, up, gee up,” he said, bringing his tiny fists down lightly on my stomach, making me laugh harder.
“I’m up,” I said, smiling at him as I put my hands on his hips to make sure he went nowhere.
Bryce leaned in with a smile and opened his mouth, a small amount of drool escaping him as he covered my chin in a wet kiss. I laughed with my whole heart and looked over to Rhys who was staring at us with a grin.
“Good morning,” I said to Rhys, who was leaning in to do a better job of kissing me than his son. I gave Rhys my lips as Bryce bounced up and down on my stomach, jolting me quickly out of my bliss. I felt a tug on my hair and opened my eyes to see the baby had grabbed handfuls of my hair and was pulling it so hard my eyes teared up. I cried out, a little stunned, and Rhys pulled back with an, “Oh shit,” and grabbed his son’s hands and unclamped my hair.
“I told you. Godzilla,” he said carefully, giving my hair back to me.
“No big deal,” I said, grabbing Bryce’s hands, terrified he would do it again. That shit hurt. I sat up, grabbed the baby and walked him down the stairs.
“You hungry?” I murmured to the top of Bryce’s head as he jibber jabbered, waving to his father behind me.
“We ate. It’s almost noon...loser,” Rhys said behind me in jest.
“Well, I was exhausted. And I wonder why?”
“You will be tomorrow, too,” he promised as we hit the foot of the stairs.
I went to the kitchen, set my buddy down, and grabbed some juice from the fridge. Bryce went straight to his toy box to destroy it.
I turned on Rhys as my eyes lingered on his son. “I think it’s time you tell me.” Rhys stiffened at my remark, but played clueless.
“About what?” he said, grabbing a glass from the cabinet and pouring his own juice.
“Her. I want to know.”
He took a long drink and swallowed hard. “Nothing to tell. She isn’t worth talking about.”
“You promised,” I warned.
“Okay,” he said hesitantly. “She was dirty, conniving, and diabolical.”
“More,” I said, taking his glass from him so he couldn’t cover his mouth with it.
He smirked and stood at the counter, legs crossed as he eyed his son over my shoulder.
“Rhys,” I said, crossing my arms and jutting out my hip.
“The club was hers,” he said, his attention on me, studying my reaction. When I gave none, he continued. “She was a matchmaker and opened it for that purpose specifically.”
“She was like a madam of the lifestyle?” I asked, intrigued.
