Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 67510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
It was never enough time with her.
Kissing all over her face again, I slowly, unwillingly, pulled out of her.
My emotions held me hostage while I cleaned myself up. The next thing I knew, I was back on the bed, and she was kissing all over my face, wrapping her arms and legs around me, seeking the comfort she needed in my embrace. I softly pecked her lips, taking my time with each stroke of my tongue as it tangled with hers.
When I opened my eyes, I saw every sentiment I felt through her gaze. We locked eyes.
I surrendered.
To her.
To us.
Because for the first time, she didn’t stop when she wholeheartedly expressed, “I love you,” all in one breath. She asked my question back at me, “You know that, right?”
I didn’t hesitate in confessing, “I love you too, Bailey.”
Fully aware there was no going back from here.
However terrified, we still might not have a future together.
chapter twenty-seven
Bailey
I told him I loved him.
For the past ten minutes, I stared at myself in the mirror. I’d just stepped out of the shower. After flying almost eighteen hours on a private jet back to Australia, I was exhausted and barely slept the night before. Aires didn’t let me. We went on a making love spree for the rest of the night, and the soreness between my legs right now was not easily missed.
I swear I could barely walk, but maybe that was his intention all along. I wouldn’t put it past him, and it made me smile at the thought. I was happy to be back in the home we kept playing house in, but that didn’t stop the thought of this being over soon.
We’d be wrapping up, and we’d fly back to our real lives. We hadn’t really spoken about what happened after we finished filming. I think we were both avoiding the subject.
Saying we loved each other added a whole other level that neither one of us expected. I told him I loved him because I couldn’t not tell him anymore. I’d wanted to say it for what felt like forever at that point. I started to think I had been in love with him all this time and was lying to myself.
There was nothing I could do. It just flew out, and it seemed that way for him too. All I wanted was for whatever came next to be easier than what had occurred so far between us.
Little did I know, it wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it could get.
“Bay,” Aires called from the bedroom. “You alright in there?”
I wrapped the towel around me and made my way to him. We were due on set pretty early, and I didn’t sleep on the jet. I never could.
“You look good enough to eat.”
I put my hand up. “Not so fast. My kitty needs to rest.”
He laughed, falling back onto the bed. “Did I break your pussy?”
“I mean, it’s not broken beyond repair, but it is sore, and some of my organs might be bruised.”
“Bruised, huh?”
“Yeah, I read that you can do that if their dick is big enough.”
“And my dick is?” he baited.
“Is this where you want me to say that you have the biggest dick I’ve ever seen?”
“No, I don’t like hearing you talking about other men when my cock is the only one that matters.”
I sat beside him on my knees. “How are you holding up?”
“I don’t understand why you think I need to fall apart to be alright?”
“I just want to be here for you, and it feels like you’re pushing me away.”
“I fucked you on the plane after fucking you all night. What part of me is pushing you away?”
“Good point.” I nodded. “But in the emotional sense, you’re still pushing me away.”
“It’s just how I deal with things. I’m not trying to do anything other than make the right decisions for the first time in my life.”
“You’ve made plenty of right decisions before this, Aires. Just look at your career.”
“And I have you now, so I must have done something right.”
“So I’m one of those right decisions?”
“What do you think?”
“I think…” I leaned in to kiss his lips. “I want to keep this going after we wrap up this movie.”
He smiled against my mouth. “By this, you mean us?”
“Mm-hmm…”
“Considering there wasn’t a chance in hell I was letting you go, I appreciate your reassurance nonetheless.”
“Oh, I see… were you planning on holding me hostage?”
“If I had to.” He kissed me. “You’d be my sex slave.”
“I think you’ve given this a little too much thought.”
“I don’t think I’ve given it enough.”
“Maybe we can play sex slave and master one day?”
“That sounds like a role I’d love to take on.”
I kissed him again. “So then we’re doing this? For like real?”
“Bay, we’ve been doing this since the second we saw each other again.”