She looks up at me as I smooth her hair lovingly away from her eyes. “I’m so grateful you’re paying my tuition, but are you sure you’re okay with it? It is a lot of money.” I start shaking my head at this but Katie insists. “Maybe it’s not a huge amount to you, Jordan, but I need time to get used to the idea. I’m a small-town girl from Iowa. We never had much and it’s not in my nature to accept gifts of this size.”
I nod, understanding. “I know where you’re coming from. Let me ask you a question though,” is my gentle growl. “If you had everything your heart desired, and someone in your life whom you loved more than anything needed your help, wouldn’t you want to help them? To keep them safe, happy, and secure?” I look into her brown eyes, and see understanding unfolding there. She nods, smiling. “Well then,” I continue. “That’s what I want to do. Leave it to me. Everything will be okay, sweetheart,” I whisper, and kiss her on the nose.
She smiles again, and I take that as my cue.
“You bath is waiting, my lady,” I growl. “Let’s go.” I guide her into an adjoining marble en suite, and enjoy watching her reaction to the beauty of the space. I watch raptly as Katie runs the water before lowering that curvy form into the foamy bath. Playfully, she spreads soaps suds on her curvy body as those heavy tits sway in the water. And I know that this innocent goddess, with her goodness, her sense of right, and of course, her insatiable sex cravings, will make my life complete. I didn’t know Katie was missing in my life until she came waltzing in on my son’s arm and turned my world upside down. And the person she unwittingly uncaged within me, just by being herself, took me by surprise.
The changes will take a while to get used to, I guess. The honesty, the urge to do the right thing – they were never things I really put much effort into before. I took what I wanted, when I wanted it, and discarded it when I was finished. But what happens when someone altogether unexpected completes you? That’s Katie. And in turn, I’ll make sure that she’ll never want for a single thing ever again. It will be my goal in life to make sure her every wish is granted. Because finally, after all that we’ve been through, I can put my needs to rest and focus on what makes me feel truly fulfilled: being a man for the woman I adore. My Katie. My life. My love.
Epilogue
KATIE
One year later …
I lay back in the hot water and listen to soap suds pop around my ears, thinking about how much I love Jordan’s bathroom. Actually, it’s my bathroom now too. I just can’t seem to get used to the incredible life that’s all mine.
Because after the drama with the video and me losing my scholarship, I moved in with Jordan in his penthouse. The distance to campus is more than doable and with Jordan paying my tuition now, I barely have any bills. It was hard to get used to at first. Before, I was a woman who paid my own way all the time. There was no other choice. But now, I rely on my boyfriend for tuition, housing, and so much more. It made me uneasy at first because what if he grew tired of me and I was left penniless?
But after expressing my fears to Jordan, he surprised me by proposing, and the wedding is next summer. I have to say, having this commitment on his part really helped me relax. I look whimsically at the giant rock on my finger, sighing happily.
“Katie?” calls my fiancé from the bedroom. “Your parents have just arrived. Jimmy and Ralph are entertaining them in the lounge.”
“I’ll be right there!” I call back, sitting up, but prevented from being able to all the way because of my pregnant belly; at thirty-five weeks, I’m almost ready to pop! That’s why my parents are here. Jordan flew them in from Iowa so they can stay with us at the penthouse around this special time before the birth. He knew how important it was for me to have my mom, especially, with me. But they’re early! I wasn’t expecting them for at least another hour. I need to get dressed. It’s nice that Jimmy and his boyfriend Ralph are keeping my parents entertained, but I have to make an appearance sooner or later. At least, knowing those two, my parents will be charmed for at least a while.
“Jordan?” I call back to the bedroom. I hear footsteps and my man’s impossibly handsome face appears around the corner. “I need your help to get out of the bath,” I laugh.