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  1. BOOKS BY LOUISE BAY
  2. ONE
  3. Rosey
  4. TWO
  5. Byron
  6. THREE
  7. Rosey
  8. FOUR
  9. Byron
  10. FIVE
  11. Rosey
  12. SIX
  13. Byron
  14. SEVEN
  15. Rosey
  16. EIGHT
  17. Rosey
  18. NINE
  19. Byron
  20. TEN
  21. Rosey
  22. ELEVEN
  23. Byron
  24. TWELVE
  25. Rosey
  26. THIRTEEN
  27. Byron
  28. FOURTEEN
  29. Rosey
  30. FIFTEEN
  31. Rosey
  32. SIXTEEN
  33. Byron
  34. SEVENTEEN
  35. Rosey
  36. EIGHTEEN
  37. Byron
  38. NINETEEN
  39. Rosey
  40. TWENTY
  41. Rosey
  42. TWENTY-ONE
  43. Byron
  44. TWENTY-TWO
  45. Byron
  46. TWENTY-THREE
  47. Rosey
  48. TWENTY-FOUR
  49. Rosey
  50. TWENTY-FIVE
  51. Byron
  52. TWENTY-SIX
  53. Rosey
  54. TWENTY-SEVEN
  55. Byron
  56. TWENTY-EIGHT
  57. Rosey
  58. TWENTY-NINE
  59. Byron
  60. THIRTY
  61. Rosey
  62. THIRTY-ONE
  63. Rosey
  64. THIRTY-TWO
  65. Byron
  66. THIRTY-THREE
  67. Rosey
  68. THIRTY-FOUR
  69. Rosey
  70. THIRTY-FIVE
  71. Byron
  72. THIRTY-SIX
  73. Rosey
  74. THIRTY-SEVEN
  75. Byron
  76. THIRTY-EIGHT
  77. Byron
  78. EPILOGUE
  79. A month later – New York City
  80. 14 months later - Star Falls
  81. MR. MAYFAIR
  82. Beck
  83. Beck
  84. Stella
  85. BOOKS BY LOUISE BAY

My orgasm is awoken immediately. The way he stretches me, fills me up. The way he looks at me. It’s all overwhelming. I feel the best kind of weak with him. I have a deep urge to give myself to him. To give him everything. Not because I’m forced to, not because it’s the right thing to do, but because it’s what I want.

“Byron,” I whisper, his lips on my neck as he drives into me. I lift my legs, skirting either side of his torso. He fits deeper like this.

I’ve never felt so free. So entirely myself. I’ve spent my life doing everything everyone expects of me, but here in Star Falls, Byron on top of me, for the first time in twenty-eight years it’s about nobody but me. And Byron.

I’ve been engaged before. I’ve stood in front of a mirror on the morning of my wedding, and I’ve never felt more committed to a man than I do right now with Byron.

“Rosey.” My name on his lips is what breaks my final thread of control.

My orgasm curls around every muscle and sinew, rearranging my brain chemistry, changing my DNA. Byron’s rewritten my history and is changing my future, and he doesn’t even know it.

We lie there, our bodies pressed against each other, for what seems like hours. His heat, the weight of him, the way he intermittently says my name, like he can’t believe I’m real—if I stay like this until the end of time, it won’t be long enough.

I trace patterns on his back, memorizing every line, dip, and curve on him. He’s beautiful. And for the moment, he’s mine. I can’t let myself think about the future. Not even next week, when staff housing will be ready. I don’t ever want to think about a time when I won’t be able to feel him like this. When he won’t be mine to touch. To taste. To enjoy.

“Rosey,” he says again.

I push my fingers into his hair and sigh.

“I think I’m addicted to you.”

I know exactly what he means. Life changed forever when Byron walked into my world, and I can’t imagine him walking out. I block out the fact that his three best friends arrived today from New York. He clearly has a life there—a life he’ll go back to when the Club is up and running, and I’m still here.

TWENTY-FOUR

Rosey

The staff break room is noticeably fuller at lunchtimes now. I guess once the Club is open, fewer people will be having their lunch at the same time, but while we’re all training, we’re all coming and going at similar times.