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  “Why would Jillian Carver be involved,” my mother asks in confusion. “Harvey has been as much of a target as the rest of us. He has done everything he can to help me and Liam keep you all safe.”

  “Because his daughter is a trifling idiot,” Nick states simply.

  “I think it’s time Carver knows just how big of an idiot he has raised. That way he will stop hiding her, and we can get some real answers,” I say.

  “I agree,” Nick nods.

  chapter twenty

  Deception

  Mark

  “Baby… talk to me,” I croon in Bailey’s ear as she sits naked in between my legs, while I wrap my arms around her from behind. “Come on, Bailey.”

  As I plead with her, I know I fucked up. We were just about to make love. Well, she was going down on me, and I was about to return the favor when she climbed on top of me and looked in my eyes to tell me she loves me.

  I froze. It is not that I don’t care about Bailey. I am fucking crazy about her. It’s just my head is so fucked up after having that stupid one-sided crush on Sephora. It is hard being rejected by someone you have a crushed on for years.

  Sephora doesn’t even know I watched her our entire freshman year before I made a move to become her study partner. I was just always too nervous to ask her out. I have never been that way with girls before, but Sephora was different. I think that is why her rejection cut so deep she didn’t even know she was doing it.

  For three years, she really was oblivious to the fact that I saw her as more than a cool study partner that I had gaming in common with. To Soph, I have always just been one of the cool guys she happened to hang out with. She has always seen herself as one of the guys never the gorgeous girl we are all secretly drooling over.

  Starting this new company with Sephora has been an adjustment for me, but I have been dealing with it. Actually, it has all been working out because I have been so wrapped up in work and Bailey. Nick released me from my FLI contract, but I am still freelancing for him while we get the new company up and running. My dad fronted me the money to buy in and be partners with Sephora.

  It is a lot more work than I thought it would be, but between that and Bailey I have to say that I have really been happy. So to be sitting here now with a painful hard-on, with my girl in my arms just sucks because I didn’t mean to hurt her. Bailey has held out on sex for a while. This is only our second time.

  She is fucking amazing. Her cocoa complexion is so inviting. I love her big brown eyes and that lip ring through her full lip drives me insane. I just want to bite her lip all the damn time. Don’t even get me started on her smoking hot body, but it is more than looks.

  Bailey works at the club to pay for school. She is extremely smart. I guess I have a thing for smart chocolate women. She doesn’t have the money to go to school full time, but she is working hard just to take the classes she is in. I admire her for it.

  “I’m so sorry, Baby,” I whisper and kiss her shoulder.

  “Are you still in love with her,” Bailey sighs. “Wait, don’t answer that.”

  Bailey pushes at my arms and tries to move away from me. I leap to my knees and catch her around the waist. She stiffens in my arms, but I stroke my hand up her silky smooth side.

  “Please Bailey, wait. Let me answer you. No, I’m not in love with her. I love her as a friend. That will never change, but I’m not in love with her,” I reach for her face and turn her to face me. “Bailey, I froze. Not because I don’t feel the same way, but because I do. I love you too. I have loved you since before I even realized it and for me, that is a little scary. I didn’t want to say it and risk you not feeling the same way.”

  I capture her lips and kiss her deeply. I am able to relax finally, when her whole body sinks into me. I groan into her mouth as her warm, lush ass wiggles into my erection.

  Bailey pulls away gasping for air, her dark eyes are even darker with lust. “Tell me again,” she whispers.

  I wrap my arms around her and cup her breasts. “I love you, Bailey. I want you to move in with me. You can save more money and take more classes next semester,” I pinch her nipples and slide my hands down her front. “Move in with me so I can wake up to your beautiful face every morning and I can tell you and show you how much I love you every night.”

  Bailey whimpers as my fingers creep between her legs and slip right inside her wet opening. I don’t give her time to answer or reject my request. Nice guys finish last. That is the one thing I learned from Nicholas Lincoln.

  If you want something, you go after it with everything you have. I want Bailey. I am in love with her. As the realization hits me hard, my need for her intensifies. I need to be inside her.

  I pump my fingers in and out of her, knowing I am drawing her climax near. I have never had a girlfriend respond to me the way Bailey does. I think it is the trust she has in me. I was her first.

  That fact still blows my mind. I hadn’t known until I pushed inside her for the first time. It was incredible having her fist around me so tightly. I thought I was going to embarrass myself.

  It was the look of total and complete trust she had in her eyes that made me free fall deeper in love with her. It was the best sex I have ever had. I shudder just thinking about it. Thinking about how she came apart beneath me.

  “Shit, Bail,” I growl, “I need to fuck you so bad.”

  “Mark,” she whimpers. “I don’t know. Maybe I should leave. Give you space to -.”

  I cut her words off by pushing her forward onto all fours and thrusting into her. It happens so fast I shock myself. We both cry out as Bailey comes around me right on impact.

  I wrap my fingers around her throat and lean in next to her ear. I start to grind into her slowly, and she whimpers some more as her pussy quivers around my cock. I groan in her ear.

  “Does that feel like I need space, Bail,” I grunt and increase the pace. “It feels to me like I love you. Like I love being inside my girl, inside you. You are mine, Bailey. I love you. Don’t make this something that it’s not. I don’t need space from you. I need you.”

  “Mark, oh God,” Bailey cries out as she claws at the sheets.

  “Oh hell yeah, Baby,” I groan as Bailey starts to rock her hips back into me.

  She is so tight, but she fits me perfectly. I love the way I am stretching her out to fit me. The way my body hovers over hers makes me feel possessive and protective. I want to be the only man that ever holds her this way.

  Bailey hasn’t gotten the hang of oral sex yet, but she fucks like a champion. I can handle that. Not that her oral sex is terrible, she is still just shy about it. That should have been my clue to her virginity, but I had been drunk off of eating her pussy for months.

  I hardly ever allowed her to suck me off. I knew she wasn’t ready for sex in our relationship. I wasn’t sure I could handle one without the other.

  But this... I grit my teeth as I slam into her repeatedly. I squeeze her throat and tip her head towards mine to devour her lips. I suck her pierced lip into my mouth and pull.

  Bailey whimpers and flicks her tongue out against my lip. God, I love this girl. I’d do anything for her. In the few short months, we have been dating she has wiggled her way into my heart and taken up all the space.

  “Fuck, Bailey,” I bellow when I feel her small hand reach between her legs and she cups my balls. I reach for her clit because this … is about to be over.

  I rub at her nub and suck on her cheek. She is going to have a huge hickey on her face. I just don’t care. She drives me insane. I really mean it. I love her, and I want her to move in with me. I’m not taking no for an answer.

  “Mark,” She cries as we both come together. I can feel my hot seed jetting into her.

  It is then that my senses come back to me. Fuck, you idiot. I forgot to wear a condom. Shit. I pull out quickly.

  “Bail, Baby,” I choke out.

  I groan when my words are interrupted by the doorbell. I live in a simple one-bedroom
apartment. Nothing as nice as Kimmie and Sephora’s old place, but nice enough.

  I bite my lip deciding what to address first. The decision is made for me when Bailey climbs from the bed on shaky legs and heads for the bathroom. I curse inwardly, getting up. I find a pair of sweats and tug them on as I make my way towards the door.

  I am surprised to look out the peephole to see that guy, Rick. I met him last week. The day Nick was acting all weird. I had so many deadlines and so much going on that I hadn’t really given it much thought.

  Well, at least not until Nick asked me to hand over some sensitive files to this Rick guy. There is just something about this guy that leaves a funny taste in my mouth. I wanted to talk to Nick only before I actually collected the information they asked for.

  I have just been too busy to get a chance to. Nick hasn’t really been accessible in the last week, so that had a lot to do with it too. I just don’t have a good feeling about this guy.

  I open the door, and he is leaning into the doorjamb like he owns the place. I feel annoyed instantly. That’s a really pretty girl you are dating. I just saw her leave. I don’t think I would let one like that leave my bed,” he says with a smug grin.

  I wrinkle my brows and open my mouth to correct him, but I quickly shut it. I don’t trust this guy, and I won’t put Bailey in danger. I just want to get rid of him before Bailey comes out here.

  “Do you have what I need, kid,” Rick asks with a dark look on his face.

  “Not here,” I say thinking quickly. I need to get him away from here. “If you give me a minute to throw something on I’ll get it to you.”

  “Hurry up kid, I don’t have all day,” he grunts with a scowl.

  I nod and go to shut the door, but he sticks his foot in it. I narrow my eyes at him and look down at his foot. I may be a computer geek, but I am no pushover. My body coils ready for a fight, but that is short lived as he flips his jacket back revealing a gun.

  I think of Bailey instantly and the fact that we may have just made a baby. Shit, I’m not ready for a kid, but if there is a chance that Bailey is pregnant, I wouldn’t want her or our baby hurt.

  I nod my head and back away from the door quickly. I have to get to Bailey before he sees her. The way my apartment is configured if he steps at just the right angle, he will see her exiting the only bathroom I have up the hall.

  I turn and hustle towards Bailey. When I get to the bathroom, I open the door and push in. Bailey looks up at me from the toilet, wide-eyed and surprised. I shake my head and put my finger to my lips.

  She moves to get up and flush, but I grab her and pull her into my arms and cover her mouth. I press my lips down to her ear and whisper for only her to hear. I don’t want to scare her, but I need her safe.

  “There is a man here with a gun. He thinks that I am here alone. I need you to stay in here and stay as quiet as you can. I am going to get him out of here,” I say and kiss her temple. “I love you.”

  “Mark,” she mouths silently, with worry in her eyes and unshed tears. “Don’t go out there.”

  “I have to,” I whisper back. I peck her lips. “Stay here. Wait fifteen minutes then get the hell out of here.”

  “Okay,” she relents with a trembling bottom lip. “I love you, too.”

  I kiss her forehead and turn to find an old shirt hanging on the back of the door. I pull it on and leave the bathroom. I return to the front door where I shove my feet into a pair of boots and toss on a hoodie before collecting my keys and wallet.

  “Okay, let’s go,” I say and lead the way out of my apartment.

  I don’t know where I am taking him. I don’t have anything for him. It is then that I remembered seeing some weird files on Sephora laptop two weeks ago. She had me log in for some specs I needed while she ran to the bathroom for the hundredth time.

  I clicked on the file by accident. Or maybe by simple hacker curiosity. When I saw it involved Nick and members of his family I closed it. I may have hated Nick for being the one Sephora wanted, but he has been nothing but great to me, as a boss and a friend.

  Shit, I think Nick and Sephora are in some type of trouble. Well, I won’t be helping this guy hurt my friends. I will protect Sephora and her babies just as much as I will protect Bailey.

  chapter Twenty-one

  No Sleep

  Kevin

  “Come on, Baby, you have been working too hard, Mariah purrs as she crawls up the foot of the bed.

  “And you have been taking care of our son and working just as hard,” I reply with a smirk on my lips. “We should both get some rest,” I tease.

  “Kevin Briggs,” Mariah’s face clouds over in feigned anger. “We are fucking tonight.”

  I throw my head back and roar with laughter. “I wouldn’t deny you all of this,” I croon and pull the covers back, and off of my erection.

  “Good, because I have plans for all nine inches,” Mariah purrs as she settles in between my legs.

  I love my wife. I have loved her from the time I first laid eyes on her. Too bad she hated my guts at first. I had fun fucking that hate out of her, though. Just like I am going to enjoy fucking her ass to sleep now.

  I chuckle because my wife knows damn well that I am more like ten inches long. But whatever she needs to tell herself so that she can swallow it, so be it. Her little caramel ass is my world. Her and that little man she just gave me a few months ago.

  Her chocolate eyes look up at me through her lashes, and I groan as precum spills out over my tip. Just one look, that’s all it takes from this woman. I lick my lips in anticipation, as she plays with me. Lowering her head ever so slowly towards my cock.

  When Mariah’s tongue finally makes a long trail up from my balls to the tip, where she collects the precum that slowly runs free, I buck my hips up off the bed. This woman is a master at toying with me. She is the only woman I would ever let play with me like this.

  Before Mariah, I was a total control freak in the bedroom. It wasn’t until her that I realized I didn’t want a totally submissive partner. Mariah was not having any of that BDSM bullshit and believe me I tried.

  We still have a bit of kink in our sex lives, but Mariah is not going to let me take her into the life. I respect her for it. Besides, little does she know she submits to me just the way I would demand her to if we were in the life. Then again we are talking about my wife, so I’m sure the last laugh is on me.

  This is confirmed when she grabs the base of my cock and covers me with her warm mouth. My head falls back against the headboard, and I reach to grab it for leverage. With each bob of her head, I thrust up.

  Mariah’s hold on my base gets tighter, and I groan out in pleasure. I know she is going to prolong this as long as possible. She is sucking me deep and hard for I don’t know how long when she allows me to pop free from her mouth, and she reaches for her top drawer on the nightstand.

  I chuckle and shake my head because I know what she is going for. The blowjob is about to get really nasty. Mariah lifts to her knees and wiggles her breasts in my face. I grin and capture her by her hips, dragging her body closer and pulling one of her nipples into my mouth.

  She moans and her head falls back. While she is distracted, I run my hand up her ribs, to the hand holding the bottle of strawberry caramel flavored pleasure oil. I pry it from her fingers, and she whimpers and pouts.

  “Why should you have all the fun,” I ask with a lifted brow.

  “Because you taste so good. Come on, Baby, let me finish what I started,” she pleads in a sexy ass husky voice.

  “Nope, not tonight,” I grin back at her. I pop the bottle open a tilt it over her erect nipple. Mariah has huge fudge colored nipples. I never knew such a thing could be a turn on, but on her it is. “I think Jr. needs a sibling. I’m going to eat you up tonight and then fuck a baby right into you.”

  “Humph, I’ll take the fucking, Kev, but you can keep the baby,” Mariah smirks at me.

  “We’ll see,” I mutter and pull her tig
ht bud into my mouth.

  Mariah arches her back and cries out. I run my hand through the excess oil and reach to pinch her other nipple. I hiss when I feel her straddle my lap to rub her wet pussy against my hard dick.

  Running my fingers through more oil, I make a trail up to her neck and over her chin, to her lips. Mariah opens her mouth without prompting, sucking my fingers into her warm cavern and moaning around my fingers.

  I cup the breast I am sucking on and swirl my tongue around it. The flavor of my wife mixed with strawberry and sweet salted caramel bursts in my mouth. She tastes so good.

  I push her onto her back and reach for the oil I had placed beside me to pour more across her belly and down between her legs. Closing the oil, I toss it aside once again. I look down into her chocolate brown eyes with my hazel-green ones.

  “Have I told you how much I love you lately,” I rasp.

  Mariah smirks and shakes her head wordlessly. She knows what is coming. This is something she looks forward too.

  “Well, let me fix that, pretty girl,” I say with a grin.

  I dip my head to her belly and lick a path from her belly button to the underside of her breast. Mariah runs her hand over my hair and sings praises that echo off the walls.

  I spend a little more time driving her crazy before I move down to settle between her legs. I pry her pussy legs open and start to tell her the words she wants to hear with my tongue. I spell each letter out into her warm, wet pussy before I suck her into my mouth and tell her all over again.

  “Oh Kev, I love you too,” Mariah screams as she comes apart for me.

  I tell her I love her with my mouth one more time as I lap her up. When I’m done, I lift up on my knees and wipe my mouth with the palm of my hand. I lick my lips for good measure.

  I get ready to cover her body with mine, but Mariah has other plans in mind. She shakes her finger at me and lifts up lazily as she is still recovering from her orgasm. I smile and fall back into the position I started in. Just when I think she is going to finish what she started, she straddles my lap and places her hands on my shoulders.