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and he ginned.
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“This is going to be my new screensaver,” he mumbled as he took a picture and I couldn’t help smiling for it. “F*cking
beautiful.”
When he got off of me, the man between my legs climbed up.
“Davis, so talented,” he grinned and leaned down to kiss me. When he pulled back, he looked down at the mess Dawson
made of me. He looked straight into my eyes, smirked and cleaned me up.
“F*ck that’s so hot,” I whispered as I laid there while he did his thing.
When he was done, I wanted to help him out, but he shook his head.
“Nnno, I just couldn’t help myself and wanted to tttaste.” ”
“You’re stuttering is getting really better,” I said surprised.
“Tttongue twisters. I ppractice so I can talk better. I am just rrrusty.”
“I think you’re doing beautifully. But don’t think you need to do this, I don’t mind signing.”
‘I wwwant to.” he said, smiling.
I smiled back and leaned up to kiss me. We made out for a minute, and then I heard a smack, Davis moaned and his body
jerked.
“We have plans. Shower time, you can shower with us,” Dawson said. The absolute glee that came over Davis’ face was
adorable. This must be a treat.
We got into the shower. Neither of them could keep their hands off of me. They had to help me wash, which just turned me on. So, I dropped to my knees and sucked each of their c*cks and then jerked both of them off until they both came
at the same time all over my face.
“You’re the best f*cking girlfriend ever, baby?” Dawson said, kissing me after I washed my face off. Then he got out, leaving Davis and me alone.
“Isha, he is right. You have nno iiidea how happppy we are.”
“I am happy too,” I said, smiling. He gathered me into his arms and held me.
The water was cooling so we got out and dried each other off. When I came out, I was surprised to see a sundress, some tiny panties and flip-flops. The sundress would thankfully hold the girls up, it had a built-in bra.
Davis kissed me and then left the room.
“Where did this come from?” I asked Dawson as he came out of his closet looking scrumptious in a pair of khaki cargo
shorts and gray t-shirt and gray tennis shoes.
“Davis bought you some clothes this morning. Since all you had was your dress, he didn’t think you’d want to walk around
Vegas in it. Also, I’m not ready to take you home to your mom and Nana.
“I don’t want to go home yet,” I whispered. I’d really hoped they’d want me to stay the whole time they were here.
“Good. Are you hungry?”
“A little,” I said as I started dressing. When I was done, he took my hand and led me to the kitchen.
“Isha, My Naughty Princess, did you sleep well?” Ford asked. He put down the spatula he was using to scramble some eggs and came over to give me a passionate kiss. I saw Dawson take over the eggs when Mic came over to me to push Ford out of the way.
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Ford chuckled and Mic took me into his arms.
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“Baby girl, I missed you,” he whispered and kissed me softly, which was no less devastating than Ford’s passionate one. Man, could these guys kiss.
“I slept very well and had a wonderful wake-up,” I said, giggling.
Ford and Mic both smiled.
“I love that sound,” For said, winking at me and getting bacon out of the oven.
Davis came into the kitchen and he smacked my ass. I looked at him with an astonished look, and he winked at me too.
“Is it always going to be like this?” I asked.
“Like what?” Mic said, going over to get some glasses and started pouring orange juice in them.
“I wake up, with whoever, and then this organized breakfast symphony you all have going on.” I said, waving at Davis, who
was setting the table that was in the kitchen.
“This is how all our mornings go. Someone starts cooking, another helps, someone sets the table and another gets the
drinks. We’ve always been like this,” Mic said.
“Huh, I guess I’ll have to find my place in your morning groove.”
“Your place is to sit down and enjoy our food,” Ford said, plating me some eggs and bacon and setting it in front of me.
“But you all go to an actual office, I stay at home and write. I should be cooking for you.”
“You can cook whenever you want. No one will stop you,” Dawson said, sitting down. The others sat too and they were all
nodding.
“Okay. Just as long as I’m not freeloading off of you all. I want to pay rent while I’m staying with you. I want to help with the utilities and the grocery bill.”
“Nope. You’re our woman, we take care of you. You can buy any groceries you want if you want to make us something or
for your own personal snacks, but we have a grocery account, we eat a f*ck ton,” Dawson said.
“But if we are going to be in a relationship, I want to contribute,” I said. I didn’t want to be a kept woman.
“Isha, I understand where you are coming from. I really do. But we make enough money to support the household. Whatever money you have is yours. Do what you want with it,” Mic said.
“So, if I wanted to contribute, would you take my money? Because I have to tell you all something.”
Dawson sighed heavily. “We really want to take care of you.” He pouted, he actually pouted.
I couldn’t help smiling. Why couldn’t I just let him and them have this? I bit my lip.
“Fine, you can take care of me, but I really need to tell you all something.”
“Go ahead Princess, you can tell us anything,” Ford said.
“When my papa died he left me a fortune and some stocks in Coca-cola,” I blurted out.
“That’s great congrats, baby girl,” he said, and all the others nodded. My mouth dropped. If I had told that to Jason, he would have been jumping for joy and demanding to know how much and since we were married, he’d want his cut.
I waited to see what else would happen, but they just kept eating and looking at me. Like they couldn’t take their eyes off of me.
“Why are you all staring at me? Is it because you want to know how much and are waiting for me to tell you?”
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“Nnno, it’s because you aaarre so beautiful,” Davis said.
“And we can’t actually believe you are sitting here,” Mic said.
Ford and Dawson nodded.
“Oh. Well, do you want to know how much?”
“It doesn’t matter to us. But if you want to share it, we’re here to listen,” Dawson said.
I was stunned. “Well, it is 1.3 billion dollars. I have eight hundred million in my account and the rest are stocks.
I smirked and felt satisfied as they all started choking on their drink or food.
“Well sh*t guess you’re the bread winner of our family,” Mic teased.
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My heart stuttered, family, with them. I found I really liked that. I beamed at him and blew him a kiss. He gave me one back.
“Wow, that’s a significant amount. Do you know what you want to do with all that?” Dawson asked.
I nodded, “I want to open my own publishing firm. I want to make other author’s dreams come true.”
“Wow, My Swweet Angel, that’s amazing,” Davis said.
“You’re all okay with this. Me being this well off?”
“Well, sweet cheeks, we are also well off. Not the Billionaire status that you are, but we all have multiple hundreds of millions. Not to mention Dawson is the CEO of Becks Security, and we have very wealthy clients,” Ford said.
“Oh.”
“When we get back to Colorado, we’ll ask Aaron to find you a building for your publishing firm,” Dawson said.
“That’s fantastic!” I squealed. I was super-excited about this idea. Something of my own, that was all mine, that no one could take away.
“What will you call it?” Mic asked.
“Gold Publishing. For my pen name Isla Gold.”
“What are your stories about?” Dawson asked.
I flushed. I wasn’t ashamed, but some people looked at smut writers differently, like we aren’t real writers, because we don’t have a literary masterpiece. But s*x sells, so, f*ck it.
“I write spicy novels. I have a biker series that’s really popular, and a poly series that’s doing pretty well.”
“Oh, you write s*xy time stories. That’s so cool,” Ford said.
“You aren’t embarrassed by that?”
“Why would we be embarrassed by you? That’s an awesome career. Our girl is an author and people love her books,” Mic said.
I smiled, they really accepted me.
“Time to go, Stafford and Cruz are waiting for us, and they’re eager to meet the woman that’s conquered our hearts,”
Dawson said.
My heart fluttered at that. They all really knew how to make me feel special.
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