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really expect an answer but she nods. “Yes.”
    “Oh, yeah?”
    She scoots out of my lap, surprising me, and runs over to the bags she dropped on the floor when she walked in. I sit back and appreciate the view of her bending over to search through the bags. Christ, she stays like that another second, I’m gonna come in my pants.
    I’m not sure what I expected her to return with, but candy wasn’t it. Candy she bought specifically for me. All timid like, she holds out the bag. “I thought you’d like them.”
    Shit, she’s fuckin’ sweet. It’s a small thing. But I can’t think of another woman who’s bothered to learn anything about me other than how I liked my dick sucked or gave me anything besides the obvious.
    I motion for her to climb back in my lap. My fingers twine in her hair, pulling her close for a kiss. Soft trembling lips yield to my mouth and tongue. “Such a sweet girl,” I whisper as I pull away.
    Her mouth jerks into a relieved smile. As if, what? She thought I’d be mad at her?
    “How much homework you got?”
    “None.”
    She squeals and wraps her arms around my neck as I lift us off the couch and head upstairs. My hands are full of her ass and I almost send both of us to the floor when she plants kisses on my cheeks and seals her mouth over mine. Somehow, I get us both upstairs and drop her on the bed.

Chapter Seven
    “ L et me look at you , beautiful girl.”
    Excitement pulses through me at Dante’s words. I throw my shoulders back, but have trouble meeting his eyes until he places his fingers under my chin tipping my head back.
    “Are you my girl?”
    “Yes.”
    “You gonna let me do what I want to you?”
    “Yes, daddy.”
    “I should punish you for hesitating downstairs.”
    Other girls might be scared. Not me. My pussy’s throbbing with anticipation. I squirm as his hands work his belt loose, unable to decide if I want him to tie the belt around my wrists or use it on my ass.
    He does neither. Instead, his hands gather my hair into a ponytail that he uses to pull me off the bed. I sink to my knees and he grunts in approval. With jerky movements, he unzips and frees his cock. My eyes stare up and my tongue slicks over my top lip.
    “You kill me when you do that, baby girl.”
    There’s no chance to respond. He pulls me into position, the smooth head of his granite-hard cock brushes over my lips and I open immediately to taste him.
    He lets out a long hiss. “Your sexy little ass in that outfit has me worked up, baby girl. Need you to make me come, so I can calm down enough to take my time with you.”
    Sounds perfect to me and I hum with approval while lifting my hands to caress his length.
    “Good girl.”
    I love being his good girl. My nipples harden and ache for his touch. I’m so curious about what he plans to do to me, I open wider when he jams his cock down my throat until I choke.
    “Suck me, baby girl.”
    He said he wants me to suck him, but he’s busy holding my head, thrusting in and out the way he wants. There isn’t much for me to do besides take it.
    And I think he likes that the most.
    “Look up at me,” he barks.
    His hard glare softens when I meet his eyes.
    “Fuck, Karina,” he growls, low enough to make me shiver.
    He slows his thrusting and I suck harder, grabbing and rubbing my hands over him the way he’s shown me to do so many times.
    “Good…good…girl,” he gasps, thrusting hard one last time. He comes down the back of my throat so far that I don’t taste a thing. I keep sucking and licking as he tries to withdraw until he gasp-laughs. “Easy, baby girl.”
    When he slips free, I take a few deep breaths and collapse on the floor.
    “No. We just started.”
    I peek up at him and smile. His cock’s still glossy with my spit, and my grin widens.
    He leans over, lifting me and setting me on the edge of the bed.
    “Christ, you’re so fuckin’ beautiful I don’t even know where to start,” he says as his gaze roams over every inch