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Her eyes roll back in her head, and she does just as I instructed, coming long and hard. As soon as she’s finished, I give her five more long, hard pumps and groan into my own release, filling her with my semen.
As I gradually still inside her, the only sounds in the bathroom are our ragged breaths. There’s so much to say to her, yet I’m at a complete loss for words.
I look down and see a drop of my come drip down her leg. There’s something primal about it. She’s marked as mine. When did I turn into a fucking caveman?
Someone knocks on the door. “Anyone in there? You’re taking forever. Are you okay?”
Bailey shouts, “One more minute.”
I pull out and tuck myself back in with a huge smile on my face. She narrows her eyes at me. “Why are you smiling?”
I lick my lips before admitting, “I’m going to enjoy watching you on your date knowing you’re full of my come.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
BAILEY
“Wow, this is such a beautiful city,” Sulley O’Shea expresses with a genuine smile on her pretty face. Sulley has jet-black hair and light blue eyes. She’s tall, probably as tall as Ripley, who stands at six feet. With her paler skin and a smattering of freckles, I’m guessing she’s of Irish descent.
I let out a laugh. “You seem shocked.”
She nods as she takes another bite of her cheesesteak. Taking someone to one of the famous cheesesteak restaurants is the first thing you have to do when they visit Philly. With a mouthful, she says, “I am. I was expecting dirty mayhem, but it’s not like that at all. It’s kind of peaceful, not overrun with people.”
“It’s a city and certain sections are better than others, but in general, no, it’s not overpopulated. I genuinely like it here. Are you sure you’re okay heading out to my friend’s house? We can do something else. Something more touristy, if you want.”
Even though we’ve already done a small handful of touristy things, I think it best to make sure she enjoys some interpersonal connections as well. I know that will help her become morecomfortable here than seeing a few more landmarks. There’s time for that if and when she moves here.
It’s a warm spring day which only adds to the beauty of the city. Ripley invited us over to Quincy’s house to sit by the pool. The Cougars are away on a road trip.
Her eyes brighten. “Meeting Arizona Abbott, Ripley St. James, and your sister? Count me in. You guys are my inspiration. I was glued to the television last year during your playoffs. Do you think you guys can win it again?”
“I hope so. Practices start back up this week. Ripley having her baby early means we might get her back this season when we assumed we wouldn’t, at least not to start the season. I know she’s working her ass off to get back into pitching shape.”
Her mother moved out here with her to help her with baby Kaya and to help her get back into pitching shape. Her mother was an Olympic pitcher and coached both Ripley and Arizona throughout high school.
“Awesome. I packed a bathing suit like you said. Ready when you are.”
We climb into my new car and drive twenty-five minutes into the suburbs to Quincy’s palace. That’s exactly what it is. A palace.
Sulley’s eyes practically bug out of her head when we pull in through the front gate. “Holy shmagegies, this place is huge.”
“Quincy had it custom built. It’s got everything you can possibly imagine.” I meaneverything. It’s what’s considered a smart house. You can yell any instruction, and the house does it for you.
I let us in and notice that the back glass panels to the pool area are wide open. We walk out and see Arizona, Kam, and June, Ripley’s mother, lying out in bikinis. Ripley is in a T-shirt and shorts holding baby Kaya on a chair in the shade. I immediately grab for Kaya. “Gimme, gimme, gimme.”
Ripley laughs as I take Kaya into my arms and smell her baby scent. I love it so much. Kaya is the spitting image of Ripley,with red curly hair and blue eyes. She’s so adorable. I want to eat her up.
I introduce Sulley to everyone. Kam looks her up and down. “You look like a taller Eve Hewson.” She’s an up-and-coming actress in a handful of movies and television shows.
Sulley answers, “I get that all the time. Thank you. It’s a nice compliment.”
Kam asks, “Did you know that she’s Bono’s daughter?”
Sulley pinches her eyebrows together. “Bono from U2?”
Kam nods. “Yep. His real name is Paul David Hewson.”
“I didn’t. That’s cool.”