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that.” She gave him another kiss. “Thanks, Mick.”
    Debbie climbed the steps to the bedroom, threw her clothes off, and stepped into the bathroom. She reached for the drawer where she kept her hair clips and froze. Tonight’s the night ! She’d forgotten all about it.
    Yesterday she’d worn the largest size butt plug, and Mick had promised that tonight he’d take her virginity. She shivered and hurried to start the shower. With all the importance he had put on letting go of her apartment, tonight’s plans had completely escaped her.
    She pinned up her hair, grabbed a towel out of the cabinet and hung it over the bar, and stepped into the shower. Moving under the stream of hot water, she closed her eyes. Was she ready for anal sex? So far, she’d only worn something that didn’t move. What was going to happen when Mick plunged his much bigger cock into her?
    She shivered, and her nipples hardened. She grabbed the soap and her net scrubber and lathered it up good. Running the scrubber over her body, she sighed. She was ready. Even when she wasn’t properly stretched the way Mick wanted her to be for her first time, the desire to have Mick fuck her that way had simmered beneath the surface. She trusted him and couldn’t wait to find out how it would feel to have his hard cock up inside of her anus instead of a butt plug.
    Turning, she rinsed off all the suds, flipped the water off, and reached up for the towel. Drying off, she hurried into the bedroom when her stomach growled. Forgoing clothes, she put on her robe and headed back downstairs.
    Mick stood at the stove and raised his head. “Hungry?”
    “Starved.” She scooted onto a bar stool and leaned over the plate on the counter. She sniffed. “Chicken stir-fry?”
    “Yep. Leftovers from my lunch.” He poured her a glass of water and set it beside the plate. “Eat up. I ate a sandwich earlier, so it’s all yours.”
    Mick moved back and leaned against the counter on the other side of the kitchen. She picked up her fork and dug in.
    Nodding her head, she pointed at the food with her fork, swallowed, and moaned. “Really good.” She lifted another forkful. “How did your meeting go?”
    He crossed his legs and watched her eat. “Good. I might have to swing down to Costa del Mar in a couple of weeks and talk to one of the contractors, though.”
    She covered her full mouth with her hand and said, “Oh, I hear that place is beautiful. It has all those old buildings along the waterfront that sell art from all the independent artists in the area. They say it’s a regular gold mine to have your work showcased there.”
    Mick nodded. “I want you to come with me.”
    “Shut up!” She set down her fork. “I already took my one week of vacation this year to spend with my parents the last time they came back from their travels.” Lifting her glass, she frowned. “I would have loved to go with you, though. This is a real bummer.”
    “Quit your job.”
    She swallowed wrong, coughed, and patted her chest. “I can’t do that. College costs big bucks, and I want to go back and finish my degree.”
    “I told you that I will do everything possible to make you happy. If college makes you happy…great. We’ll talk about it all later.” He pushed off the counter and straightened.
    Debbie carried her plate to the sink, washed her hands, and stood in front of Mick. Sliding her arms around his waist, she cuddled up in his arms.
    “Don’t be mad.” She rubbed her breasts against him and grinned. “I’ll make it up to you.”
    He sighed. “I know you will.” She pinched the side where he was ticklish, and he squirmed. “I like your kind of torture.”
    “I want to hear about the deal with your apartment. Is this you finally realizing that I want you around forever?” He cupped her face and studied her. “I’m falling in love with you, baby. You have to realize that by now.”
    Her lips curved into a smile. “I feel the same way, Mick. It’s crazy