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“This is beyond ridiculous,” I groaned as I stared at the crazy.

“Glad I did my job well,” Jamie chuckled, strutting towards the kitchen like a man proud of himself. He burst out laughing from the other room, and I could only imagine what he’d found there.

I had spent the first night in my new house now that it was closed on, and of course, Jamie had as well. We made it something cute and fun that we’d never had before. Mostly because his family was controlling and… I hadn’t really grown up since I was about as old as time itself.

So we had just packed the essentials and eaten takeout on the floor before sleeping on an air mattress. Sure, Jamie gobbled me up too, but I’d finally touched his dick in his shorts—at least for a little bit—and made him orgasm as well.

It had been huge progress for me—us even, and I’d been so thrilled.

Thrilled enough to fill my huge front room with the St. Patrick’s Day sprinkle blend that we were already sold out of on Amazon. I had just finalized it before the full moon crazy with Colton’s elders and shutting them all down and Amazon had picked up more than normal.

And it was sold out the first day.

I sighed and headed to where Jamie was still laughing… And I couldn’t blame him when I saw my entire great room was full of the same. Floor to ceiling basically. It was a very large living room, dining room, and kitchen almost completely full.

Besides where the fridge was so we could access the food and coffee we’d brought with.

“If it’s the rest of the house, I can’t put furniture in here!” I reminded him when he kept chuckling. I sighed when he simply shrugged and pulled out his phone to take pictures.

He realized I was truly upset when he finished and came over to me. “Hey, it’s focused, Arabella. That’s progress and—just laugh at the crazy, love.”

“So cheeky with me,” I grumbled.

“You want to see cheeky?” he pushed. I yelped as he lifted me up and sat me on the counter. “I’m hungry. Famished, and you were supposed to be smiling all morning.” He gave me a hesitant look as he touched my bed shorts, clearly asking for permission even if he was—it was pushy for Jamie.

I nodded, completely turned on and floored I was into the idea.

It was Jamie. Something about him made me feel… Not as broken?

He whipped off my shorts and buried his face between my legs, moaning when I fisted his hair. He brought me twice, and I was definitely smiling after that.

“That’s how my girlfriend should feel in her new house,” he said when he was done. “There’s something I want to try soon. I was thinking tonight, but you made progress last night and—too much pushing is too much.”

“Thank you for understanding that,” I whispered, tears burning in my eyes. “Really. You’re so understanding and gentle with me. I don’t know why you want to put up with this—me—my crazy.”

He pulled me to sit up and put back on my shorts before kissing my eyes. “Don’t talk about my girlfriend like that. She’s awesome, and I will spank you if you don’t treat her right.”

I chuckled and nodded. Only he could get away with talking like that. “What’s the idea?”

“I was reading in the books, and they went over steps and ideas that work for some—like the bath in our swimsuits.”

That had worked really well, and we’d done it a few times since. I was excited to do it in this house because not only did I have a huge tub in the master bathroom but a hot tub outside… And inside.

Yes, this house was that ridiculous and I was completely spoiled.

Honestly, the large guest house and five acres of forest surrounding me were what sold me on it. That was perfect for the twins when they needed some quiet and time away from school and their apartment.

“You can tell me,” I said when I realized he was waiting for me. “I feel I can tell you no when I need to.”

Relief was in his eyes before he gave me a quick peck. “The book said we should try masturbating together. You would see my dick, but it wouldn’t… I wouldn’t touch you or—it sounds really kinky, but the only ones you’ve been around—”

“Brutalized me,” I mumbled, not making Jamie say it. He was such a good person it hurt him to even think about what had happened to me. I thought about what he said though. “I will think about it. I’m not against it, but I would like time to settle with it. See if—”

“Good.” He kissed me again. “Good. You take that time. I’m proud of you for saying that. I just wanted to let you know where I saw things heading next.”

“Where are you at today?”