Free Money (The Keatyn Chronicles Book 10) by Jillian Dodd

emotional. ”  
    Dallas sounds choked up when he replies. “ It makes me emotional too. I ’ ll take it off the table. You call Keatyn and tell her the news — at a reasonable hour. ”

    Shelby rolls over, pushing her tits against my chest. “ Ariela was your high school girlfriend? she asks. “ Are you still in love with her? ”
    “ Obviously not, ” I say, running my hand across her nipple and feeling both it and myself harden.
    “ Again, daddy? ” she giggles.  
    “ Yes, again. ”



TUESDAY, OCTOBER 14th
    Riley ’ s Penthouse - L.A.
    RILEY

    I wake up to the smell of bacon. I roll over and glance at the clock. Shit! It ’ s almost eight!
    Although it shouldn ’ t be that big of a surprise. I was fucking Shelby until at least four this morning.  
    I drag myself out of bed, quickly shower, and get dressed.
    “ Well, look at you, ” Shelby says, when I join her in the kitchen. “ There ’ s just something so sexy about a man in a suit. ”
    I grab her around the waist, pulling her close. “ And there ’ s something pretty sexy about a woman cooking me breakfast naked. ”
    She giggles. “ I thought you ’ d like that, daddy. ”  
    Although it used to make me cringe when she called me that, it ’ s honestly starting to grow on me. I take the spatula out of her hand and spank her ass with it.
    “ Oh! Yeah. You know I like it like that, ” she says, bending over. “ Do it again. ”
    I smack her again, harder this time. She flips around, unzips my pants, and drops to her knees, taking my dick in her mouth and expertly sucking it. I lean back against the kitchen counter and think this is the life of Riley Johnson.  
    And I fucking love it.  
    Especially when I pick her up, set her on the counter, and drive the point home.

    After a thorough fucking, she finishes cooking breakfast and presents it to me on a plate. “ I ’ m going to make you breakfast every morning before you go to work.”
    But Riley Johnson doesn ’ t do every morning . “ Today you ’ ll be moving into a bungalow. ”
    “ You mean after last night I don ’ t get to stay here? ”
    “ I ’ m a bachelor and set in my ways, Shelby. I need my space. ”
    “ But —”
    “ Have you ever seen a bungalow at Chateau Marmont? ”
    “ That ’ s the kind of bungalow you ’ re talking about? Oh my God! I ’ ve heard about those! ”
    “ So do you think you ’ d be okay staying there until we can find you a suitable place to live? ”
    She frowns and hangs her head. “ They ’ re really expensive, Riley. I don ’ t need anything that nice. Besides, I don ’ t have anything to wear to a place like that. ”
    I push her chin up. “ Then it sounds like you ’ ll need to go shopping first. ”
    “ Riley, I can ’ t . . . ”
    “ I ’ ll take care of it. ”
    “ Are you trying to get rid of me? ” She starts crying. “ I ’ m sorry, Riley. I ’ m just so emotional right now. Must be all the pregnancy hormones. ”
    “ Speaking of that,   I thought you told me you ’ ve been sick? ”
    “ I have been. I threw up first thing this morning. I usually feel okay until about midday then I ’ m exhausted. ”
    “ Are you still planning to work? ”
    Her eyes get big, and she looks at me like I ’ m nuts. “ Of course I am, Riley. I appreciate that you ’ re going to put me up and all, but I know how men are. As soon as they ’ ve used you up, they move on. And if you decide to move on, I ’ d be fucked. I ’ m not stupid. ”
    “ I ’ d say I ’ m not like other men, but I probably am. I work hard. I fuck a lot of women. It ’ s who I am. ”
    “ I don ’ t care about any of that, Riley. You know, sexually, I ’ m pretty open-minded. But just to be clear, if you ’ re going to fuck around, so am I. ”
    “ I understand, ” I tell her, appreciating her candor. “ Tyler, my assistant, will get in touch with you this morning. He ’ ll have a personal shopper work with you and then get you all