“Mm, yes. I’m going to be so naughty for you. I miss your cock in my mouth and the taste of your cum.” Her voice was so convincing that I quickened my pace and closed my eyes, imagining busting my load all over her pretty, smiling face.
“That’s a girl. Here I come, Bella.” I moaned as my cock exploded, shooting all over my chest in the process.
“Mm, that’s so hot. I do miss you, Reed. Will you come down and look for a place soon?”
“You can find something suitable, and I’ll approve. Make sure it’s nice, though, Bella. I don’t want my girl living in a dump to try and save me money. Only the best.”
“I don’t need much,” she argued. “Gavin kept all the big stuff, and I don’t want to fight him over anything. Besides, it’s easier to furnish something smaller.”
“I’m going to furnish it, Bella. Choose anything you like. I’m not kidding.”
“Fine, but the only reason I’m going to agree is that if things end between us, I won’t be any worse off. I’ll start with nothing, and I’ll leave with nothing.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Not if I can help it. And stop being so negative. You want it to work out, don’t you? Because we’re the only ones that can make this a success, and I don’t want to start out with doubts.”
She made another moaning sound, and I realized that she was still working herself. “You’re a naughty girl, Bella. You’re still rubbing that hot little pussy, aren’t you?”
“Yes, it feels so good. Will you come out this weekend?”
A slow smile spread my lips, and I’d hoped she’d want me to. “For you, I’d do anything.”
“Good, because I want you to be with me when I go apartment hunting. I don’t feel right spending your money with you not even there, and this way, there will be no reservations about the quality or the location. I’d feel much better about it.”
“Fine, and we’ll go look for some furniture too, preferably a big bed. Maybe something with a nice headboard where I can tie you up and fuck you.” She moaned and gave a little squeal, and I knew that the idea of it had pushed her over the edge of her next release.
“I almost feel guilty for feeling excited about it.” She was going to worry about the money until it drove us both mad.
“Be excited, Bella. Your life is about to change.” In more ways than one.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN - BELLA
It had been two weeks since Reed had bought the small house that he’d insisted on instead of an apartment. I was a little upset, but he’d told me that a house was a much better investment and since he was right, I couldn’t argue. It was still his money.
I’d spent the entire day at home, waiting for the last of the furniture to be delivered and as the men were carrying it in, I stumbled and fell down the stoop, twisting my ankle in the process. I had been a clumsy fool the entire day, and it had finally caught up with me.
Luckily, Kayla had stopped by for a visit and was there when it happened, only she’d been in the kitchen unpacking and didn’t see me fall.
One of the men with the delivery truck had seen it, and he scooped me up and walked me inside. “Kayla!” I called out as I limped into the living room. She came out and saw me holding my weight on the poor delivery man and before she could ask I told her what happened.
“I think you twisted it pretty good, Miss. You should probably go and get that checked out.”
“I think he’s right, Bella. I’ll drive.” She turned and gave the man a sympathetic look. “Do you mind helping her to my car?”
The man had the others help him get my furniture in the house while Kayla got some ice and gathered our handbags.
The pain was so intense that it was throbbing and I had tears in my eyes.
“You dinged it pretty badly. You might need a boot.”
“I’m not going to need an ugly boot. I’ll be fine. It’s just a bruise.” I might have been in denial, but I hated to think the worst.
“No, it’s swelling pretty good. Do you want me to call Reed?”
“No, he’ll be here tomorrow. Don’t bother him. I don’t want him trying to make it any earlier.
“You’re right, as fast as he moves, he’ll be at the hospital before us.” She let out a soft laugh, but she was right. Things had moved so quickly with Reed that even I couldn’t believe it, but things were also going too well to worry.
We ended up in the waiting room for a half hour, surrounded by people with the summer flu. I had gotten nauseous from the pain by the time they had called me back.