Before I walked with her into the bathroom, I grabbed a condom. Kaelynn looked up at me, a gleam in her eye and said, “You can do that again . . . so soon?”
“I sure as fuck am going to try.”
Laughing, she took my hand and led me into the bathroom, where we made love in the shower. Slowly. Tenderly. It was a connection I had never experienced before in my life with any woman. It felt real. And nothing else mattered except for the two of us.
By the time we made it back to the bed, we both fell onto it exhausted. A few hours had passed before I felt the bed move. The feel of Kaelynn’s hands on my body had my cock instantly up. She pushed me over and crawled on top of me, rubbing her pussy against my hard dick.
“Jesus, you feel so good.” I wanted to know what she felt like without a condom, but there was no way I was even going to suggest it. I could be patient. Right now, it was about learning each other. Earning the trust that it would take for that next step.
Leaning over to the side table, Kaelynn ripped open the condom, slid it onto me, and then sank down. We both moaned, and it didn’t take me long to come right along with her as she dropped her head back and said my name as we climaxed at the same time.
After cleaning up, Kaelynn tucked her body next to mine. She mumbled something about still needing to talk, then drifted off to sleep. I didn’t care about anything but holding her in my arms. I didn’t care that we hadn’t talked first. I didn’t care about the fucking information Blake had given me. I would throw it away tomorrow without even looking at it.
None of it mattered.
The only thing I cared about was that I had the woman I loved in my arms . . . and I never planned on letting her go.
THE FEEL OF warmth on my face made me smile. I opened my eyes and immediately shut them when the sunlight nearly blinded me.
Rolling over, I sighed as I felt every single, delicious ache in my body, especially between my thighs. It was an ache I wanted to experience every single day for the rest of my life. My arms dropped, expecting to find a warm body. Instead, I felt a cold bedsheet.
I sat up and glanced around. There was a note on the pillow.
With a silly grin, I picked it up and read it.
Good morning, beautiful!
Went to get coffee and breakfast downstairs. Also stopping at one of the shops to buy you some clothes. I didn’t want you leaving in the same gown we checked in with.
Love, Nash
My stomach felt like butterflies were having a party in there as I clutched the paper to my chest.
What man thinks of things like that?
“Nash Barrett,” I said, slipping out of bed. My dress was still on the floor where Nash had taken it off last night. Walking over to pick it up, I saw his jacket off to the side. I reached for it and tossed it onto the back of the chair, only to see the envelope Blake had given Nash fall to the floor. Reaching down, I picked it up and went to put it back into the jacket pocket when I saw my name.
Kaelynn Shae Whitaker.
I gasped and felt a rush of cold air hit me right in the face. My eyes stared at the last name.
Whitaker.
How had Blake found out? Is that why Nash looked so angry last night? Blake was telling him the truth about me?
Without thinking, I turned the envelope over and opened it. I unfolded the handwritten note addressed to Nash. The first few lines made me feel sick to my stomach as I covered my mouth to keep from throwing up.
Nash,
Here is the background check you asked for on a Kaelynn Shae Dotson, also known as Kaelynn Shae Whitaker. I’m not sure what all she has told you about herself, but she is an heiress to a multibillion-dollar fortune of very old money. The Whitaker name is well known in the US and is probably the reason she uses her mother’s maiden name.
Here is her information from birth and what she has been doing since college
. Let me know if you need any more help.
Dustin
Shocked, I sat down in the chair and stared at the floor.