My Grumpy Sweetheart by Ray Celar

Author:Ray Celar [Celar, Ray]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

BAILEY

I liked sleeping in just like the next guy, but after going to bed early — and thoroughly exhausted, thanks to round two — by the time eight AM rolled around, I was wide awake.

Wide awake and so damn giddy about being in Dakota’s arms it wasn’t even funny. I mean, I’d hoped for an outcome like this because hello? Dakota was fucking hot. Fire. His huge, muscular body paired with his softer tummy… delicious. Add in his hair, his style, and the pissed-off aura and I was in heaven.

But it wasn’t like I’d expected him to fuck me within an inch of my life. Hoped? Yes. But not expected. I mean… yeah, he’d put himself up for auction, but that meant he agreed to a date. He wasn’t an escort. Nowhere was specified that he had to sleep with me — quite the contrary, I’d had to sign like five times that I knew I wasn’t buying someone for sex.

So him ravaging me? Yeah, extremely pleasant surprise. You could say a rather… satisfying surprise.

Giggling about my thoughts, I snuggled deeper into Dakota’s arms, breathing in his scent, drawing with my fingers on his chest.

“Quit laughing. You’re shaking me awake,” he grumbled, his arm tightening around me until it was hard to even take a breath. Not that I minded it; there were definitely worse things than dying from being squished against a hard chest. My cock twitched against his hip, taking interest in the action. Dakota just groaned. “I’m trying to keep you immobile so I can sleep. This is not foreplay.”

“But it could be,” I suggested, flicking his nipple. I would’ve licked it, but Dakota really didn’t want me to move, and there was no chance in hell I’d be able to free myself if he didn’t want me to. Which, yeah, was incredibly hot, too, and not helpful for my current situation at all.

“Or it could be me telling you I want to sleep.”

“Could I entice you to stay awake?” I asked, peeking up at him through my lashes, a lazy grin on my face.

Dakota eyed me critically, brushing a strand of hair off of his forehead. “If I say no, will you let me go back to sleep?”

Grimacing, I pushed against his arm and sat up, looking at him with furrowed brows. “Real talk for a moment, ‘kay? I very much hope that this” — I waved between us — “is consensual. If I say no, I expect you to respect that. So, I will respect your no, too.”

Dakota’s cheeks turned red and he rubbed a hand over his face. “Sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I know,” I said. “But consent is like… super, duper important. Especially since we don’t really know each other. I mean, I know the essentials from your profile and what you shared the last two days, but… that’s not enough for that kind of joke.”

Groaning, Dakota reached for the unused pillow lying on his side of the bed. He pulled it over his face and pressed down with both his arms.

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