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Silver didn’t know how long he’d been asleep before someone knocked loudly on the bedroom door. He groaned and rolled off the bed, making his way around to answer it. Joker stood on the other side, arching an eyebrow and chuckling.

“I take it they work?”

He gave him a lazy grin. “What do you want?”

“Get your clothes on. Layla’s sisters have arrived. Torque’s grilling hamburgers and hotdogs out back.”

Silver rubbed a hand over his face. “We’ll be there in a minute.”

He closed the door and turned back to the sleeping beauty in his bed. She really was tired and he really didn’t want to wake her. He walked over to her and pressed a kiss to her temple.

“Your sisters are here. I’m pretty sure they want to see you.”

She moaned and rolled to her back. The blanket shifted and her nipples peeked out. Silver leaned over and tugged the sheet down, taking one into his mouth. Her hand went to his head in a reflex and held him to her.

“You have the best mouth and the dirtiest mind.”

He smiled and moved to the other nipple. “I’m exhausted.”

He withdrew and looked at her. “I know, baby. We can join the party for a little bit. Torque is grilling hamburgers and hotdogs. Food would be nice and you can talk with your sisters. Show them the house.”

He liked the idea of living in the same neighborhood as her aunt. The girls would have a short walk to visit them and they had extra bedrooms for them to stay if they wanted. He knew that was important to Layla and he only wanted to see her happy.

“You’re going to have to pull me up and dress me.”

He laughed. “Come on.”

He lifted her into his arms and took her to the closet where her clothes were piled up in bags. He had no idea what she wanted to wear so he picked out shorts and a tank top.

“Underwear or no?”

She smiled. “Your call.”

“As much as I love seeing your tits and tasting your nipples, I don’t really want other people staring at them all night. It’s getting cool outside.”

He dressed her for once, something that was completely foreign to him. She seemed to like it, like that he took care of her. When she was ready to go, he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“You’re the best.”

She smiled up at him. “Thank you for everything.”

He looped his arms around her. “I love you, baby. And you’re welcome.”

They walked out to the party. Torque had a cigarette dangling from his lips as he manned the grill out back. The guys had gathered around the picnic table while her sisters sat at the deck’s patio furniture. Silver went to join them, leaving Layla with her father and sisters.

“Taking naps in the late afternoon?”

Dooby gave him a knowing look.

“Yep. Moving is hard.”

“Not the only thing, I’m sure.”

Silver flipped him off and grabbed a hotdog from the middle of the table. The guys liked to rag him all the time about different things and it didn’t surprise him that Layla was the new topic.

“Layla looks like she’s going to fall over,”

Lauren commented.

“His dick isn’t that good.”

Joker shook his head. “Hell, I was the one that suggested those ties. They’re the same ones I have on my bed. They’re hidden so the cleaning lady doesn’t see them when she changes my sheets.”

“The ties did their job.”

He swallowed a bite of food. “And my dick is that good.”

Joker flipped him off. They spent the rest of the evening laughing and joking. Silver glanced up occasionally and saw Layla nearly falling asleep in her lounge chair. She deserved to be put out of her misery. He stood and walked up the steps to the deck. Bending slightly, he lifted her and carried her inside. She curled up to him and he liked the feeling. He sat her in their bed and pulled the blankets over her. She smiled up at him as he kissed her.

“I’ll be back later. We still have guests.”

She nodded and rolled to her side. He watched her for a moment before leaving. If this was what his life would be like then he looked forward to being one happy man for the rest of his days.

The party went on for another two hours before everyone left.

He offered to let the girls stay, but Miranda said no.

He liked her sisters and was pretty sure they liked him. Thankfully, they understood how tired Layla was and didn’t get mad over her going to bed early.

He went to the bedroom and crawled into bed beside her. “You awake?”

“Mmm.”

“Your sisters are coming back in the morning. I think the little one has her heart set on the first bedroom being hers. I’m not sure your aunt is going to like that.”

Layla curled up to him. “Tori makes herself at home anywhere she goes.”

“I like them. It feels good to have family.”

Layla pushed up from him and stared into his eyes. “Are you happy?”

“Hell yes.”

He smiled. “You make me pretty fucking happy all on your own.”

She smoothed her hand along his chest. “I guess our little agreement is null and void now, huh?”

He brushed her hair from her cheek. “I haven’t decided to give you up. You can pretty much bet that’s not going to happen. So, no. You’re still my sex slave and I plan to fucking worship you every damn day.”

She chuckled. “Being your sex slave is going to kill me.”

He kissed her. “Okay. Our deal is void. But I’m not giving you up. Not now and not ever.”

“Should we make a new deal?”

She glanced over at her hand and held it up. “One that involves a ring, a ceremony, and a lifetime together?”

A lifetime with Layla. Yeah, he could handle that. He loved her. Had for a long time. “A new deal is okay. It might make things awkward though when you take my name.”

“Layla Silverman.”

She giggled. “Or Mrs. Tyke Silverman.”

He groaned and she laid her cheek against his chest. “Don’t say that.”

“But you’re so cute when you’re annoyed. Paddle my ass, big boy. Make me regret getting on your bad side.”

He shook his head. “What the hell have I gotten myself into?”

She kissed him.

“You created a monster.

Just think, before I met you I was innocent and sweet.

Now I can’t stop thinking about your cock inside me. Your hands slapping my ass until it’s red. Your delicious cock in my mouth while you fuck my face. I want it all. For a lifetime.”

He pulled her body over his. “You’ve got it.”

He smacked her ass with his hand and she leaned forward to press her mouth against his.

He never liked kissing anyone until he met her.

He never liked being close to anyone until he was with her.

He gripped her ass and rubbed her pussy against his crotch.

She had claimed him.

Long before either of them said a word to the other, she’d claimed his heart.

There was no greater feeling in the world than knowing that he belonged to someone.

That he belonged to Layla.

He would marry her. He would give her babies and a life that she always wanted. She was everything to him and he had no intention of letting her go.

The End