“Fuck, Hailey,” I whisper as she takes me all the way, her perfect ass resting on my thighs.
My hand tangles in her hair as I kiss any piece of skin my lips can possibly touch. Her scent wafts off her as she uses her knees to lift herself up, impaling herself on my shaft.
Slick is dripping down my thighs as she fucks me. There’s a deep masculine pride knowing that I alone can turn her on, that I don’t need a knot or pheromones, that she wants me the way I am. Even if my methods of making her fall for me are unorthodox or unhinged.
It’s all worth it as she rides me, her nails digging into my shoulders. She’s so warm and wet with each bounce on my lap, and I know I’m not going to last long.
“Are you going to make a mess all over me?”
“Yes,” she whimpers, taking her pleasure, her clit rubbing against my pelvis.
“Everyone is going to know I belong to Cherry when I walk out of here. Is that what you want?” I ask her.
She doesn’t answer with words, instead she shuts me up by bringing her mouth to mine. The kiss is frantic, a mix of heavy breathing and dueling tongues.
Her hips rub harder against me, a small gush of slick dripping on my groin as she moans into my mouth. Her pussy flutters around my cock and I can’t hold it back anymore as I fill her up with my cum.
I don’t have a knot, but Hailey stays on my lap, keeping my cock inside her as she licks her lips and cradles my face.
“You win,” she says.
I grin. “What do I win?”
“I’m going to work on not overthinking this. I believe you when you say that you want me, when Sterling and Nate tell me that this is serious. I’m not going to run from a good thing before I even have it.”
I push her long hair behind her shoulders.
“Does that mean I can come here every night and pay for this VIP experience until you decide you no longer want to work here?” I ask.
Fuck beating around the bush. We want her, we’re courting her, and it’s probably better that I’m asking permission instead of forgiveness.
“This isn’t me thinking I can buy your affection. This is me possibly having an aneurysm over the thought of dudes lusting after my girl. Or the uneasy Alpha pheromones I’ll have to deal with when you’re working.”
“Your girl, huh?” she says with a smirk.
“Yeah. My girl,” I say, running my hands up and down her arms.
“I suppose if it would make you feel better, you could buy as many VIP dances as you’d like, but I can’t afford to stop working.”
I go to open my mouth to speak but she beats me to it.
“I know you could cover my bills, and I don’t have an issue with that when a bond is involved. I’m fully open to this courtship, but I also need a back-up plan. Until I have a bond on my neck, I’m not giving up my one way to earn money. This is the best club in Vegas and I just can’t leave myself without a safety net.”
I take a deep breath, trying not to groan, wanting to reason with her.
“When you do have your bonds?” I say, trailing a finger over her collarbone.
She smirks. “Well, when I have my bonds, then you can pay for everything and anything as my Beta sugar daddy.”
I bark out a laugh and she shifts her weight, leaning against my chest, her head against my heartbeat as I kiss the top of her head and hold her close.
We lie like that for a long time, no worries about time, and I wonder just how long would be considered absolutely bat shit crazy to tattoo her name on my chest.
CHAPTER 16
NATE
It’shour forty-five of our forty-eight-hour shift and Sterling and I are beat. Not to mention slightly jealous. Hayes all but bragged that we were wrong, that Hailey liked him coming to the club and agreed to him buying all the VIP dances he wants while she’s working.
