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“That makes me happy, babe. I can’t wait to dig into that chocolate cake.” Britain wraps her arms around my waist, and lays her cheek against my chest. Even with heels on, she fits perfectly under my chin. “Do you want to go back to the hotel or do you want to go out?” I ask with my lips against her forehead.

Britain tips her head back to look up at me. “The hotel.” Her cheeks turn a deep shade of pink. Her tongue peeks out, wetting her lips nervously. She again rests her head against my chest.

“Then we’ll go back to the hotel. How about I get a bottle of champagne sent up to our room? We’ll drink some Cristal and eat cake. Does that sound good?”

“That sounds really great. Oh I completely forgot, but Beth wanted me to thank you for the flowers you sent her. Keith also says not to send his wife any more flowers unless you want your ass kicked. Of course he said it with a smile on his face.” She kisses the underside of my chin. “They were really pretty, and FYI, I don’t like flowers—I mean, they’re pretty to look at, but I don’t know. I’m just gonna shut up now.”

I chuckle. “No flowers, got it. I’m glad she liked them. How is she doing, by the way?”

“She has good days and bad days. She’s talking to someone—hopefully that’ll help.” She bites at her thumbnail.

“What about Keith?”

“My brother is doing okay. He’s more worried about her than himself, and he’s picking up a lot of the slack at home. I know you and I haven’t gotten to spend a whole lot of time together lately because I’ve been helping, but how can I not help?”

I stroke her cheek with my thumb. “Baby, I completely understand. That’s why I took the Cubs tickets when Jeremiah offered them to me. I figured you could do with a day of fun.”

“You’re something else, Mr. Beckett.” I kiss her, but it ends all too soon because our Uber shows up.

We’re quiet on the ride back to the hotel. The music from the driver’s radio is the only sound, but it’s not necessarily a bad thing. It’s a companionable silence, and by the time we arrive back at the hotel, there’s tension in the air between us.

I open her door for her, take the box with our cake, and then grab her hand in mine. We make our way up to our room and as soon as we step inside, I pick up the phone and order a bottle of champagne. It only takes about ten minutes before there’s a knock on the door.

I grab the bottle and flutes from the bellhop and slip him a tip. Britain is in the middle of our bed on her knees. She starts clapping when I pop the champagne and pour her a glass and then myself one.

“I want to do a toast,” she says while scooching close to the edge of the bed. “To you, Silas, for showing me one of the most amazing days I’ve had in a long time. I don’t know how I can thank you.”

She clinks our glasses together, drains her glass in one swallow, and covers her mouth when she burps. When she holds out her glass I fill it about halfway and watch as she sips this one. Britain seems nervous all of a sudden. “Are you okay?”

“Yep, just thirsty.” Britain tosses me a saucy grin before climbing off of the bed so she’s standing right in front of me. “I’ll be right back.” She kisses the underside of my chin and disappears into the bathroom.

I lean against the desk across from the bed and drink my champagne. Pouring myself another glass, I smile because I’m fucking happy. My company is rocking and rolling in our new space. My dad is doing as great as he can. Heather seems to have found herself a good man. She seems so happy, which makes me happy.

The bathroom door opens, and I look up. My cock immediately stands at attention. Britain is standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Her hair is down, and she’s completely naked. Her hair covers her breasts, but barely. My eyes travel down her stomach to her curvy hips and a pussy that’s been groomed.

“Did you do that for me?” She bites her lip and nods. “Thank you, baby. Why are you naked?”

“I’m ready to have sex. I-I want y-you to take my virginity.” Her fingers twitch, like she’s trying hard not to cover herself.

I immediately go into Dom mode. “Get on the bed in position.” My voice makes me sound hungry, but I am hungry—hungry for her.

Britain’s eyes widen, and for a minute I’m afraid she’s going to bail on me, like maybe I pushed her too hard. She does the opposite—taking a deep breath, she crawls up onto the bed and right to the end. She sits on her heels, places her hands on her thighs, and looks down. Fuck me, she’s a vision like that.

I reach out, grabbing her chin and tipping her face up to look at me. “Do you know how honored I feel right now? Are you sure you’re ready? I’ll wait as long as you need me to.”

“I’m ready, Sir.”

“I want to tie you up so bad right now, but this is your first time and I want to make this something you’ll never forget.” I bring my lips down to hers. “If you want to stop at any point, then you need to tell me. Understand?”

She nods as she whispers, “Yes, Sir.”

“Lie down for me, baby.” With my mouth watering, I watch her tits jiggle while she scoots back on the bed and lies down on the pillow. I unbutton my shirt, shrugging it off before pulling my t-shirt up and off.

I grab the box of condoms I’ve been holding onto since Britain and I met. I toss them on the nightstand before unbuckling my belt, and hold her eyes as I let my pants fall to the floor. Placing my knee on the bed, I grab her ankles and spread her legs. Her pussy is so pretty, pink, and oh-so wet.

I bend down, inhaling her intoxicating scent. Then I follow the same path with my tongue, closing my eyes and listening to the sweet music of her moans. Her musky, sweet flavor explodes on my tongue. I suck her clit into my mouth, feeling it harden. I begin to finger her with one finger, then another, scissoring them to help open her up a little bit so hopefully it won’t hurt so bad when it’s my cock.

Her fingers spear my hair before gripping it in her fists. I pin her hips down with my arm across her. I pull my fingers out of her and lick her juices off of them, moaning as her flavor explodes on my tongue. Bending down, I lick around her entrance before grabbing her behind her thighs, pushing them back, and opening her more for my feasting mouth.

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