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I smiled. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Later, baby.”

* * *

Like clockwork, Nico arrived at seven. He stood in the entryway, dressed in a black suit paired with a blood-red tie, his blond hair slicked off his forehead. A smile pulled at his lips as his eyes roamed up and down my body.

He brought his fingers between his lips and whistled. “Damn, baby. That dress looks even better on you than the model.”

“Thank you.” Standing on my tippy toes, I hooked my arms around his neck and kissed him. “You didn’t have to send all of those gifts.”

Nico gripped my hips and lifted my feet off the floor, wrapping my legs around his back. “I missed you.” He walked over a few feet, so my back hit the wall, and then his tongue parted my lips.

“I missed you, too,” I whispered between kisses.

We kissed for a while before our lips separated, out of breath.

“So, what are we doing tonight?”

He set me on the floor and grinned. “It’s a surprise.” Then he held out his palm. “Before we go, give me your panties.”

I snorted with laughter. “Are you serious?”

“Panties.” He wiggled his fingers, a smirk on his lips. “Now, Ava.”

“Are you starting a collection or something?” I shook my head. “You’re a bad boy, Nico.”

As I reached under the silk dress to pull my thong down my thighs, he said, “You’re going to find out tonight.”

I placed my underwear in his big palm, and he curled his fingers around the fabric before stuffing them into his pocket.

“Ready to go?”

I nodded.

Once inside the elevator, I leaned into his arm and licked my lips. “I can’t wait to get you alone.”

His head snapped at me. “What are you going to do to me, baby?”

“Hmmm…” I pressed my finger to my lips, thinking over his question because I was too inexperienced to come up with a quick response. “I haven’t decided yet.”

“Have you forgotten what I told you about what kind of woman I want?”

Splaying my fingers over his chest, I looked up at him. “I remember. You want a woman who knows how to act in public and lets you treat her like a whore in the bedroom.”

He slid his hands to my waist. “Good girl. Tonight, you follow my rules. You do whatever I want.”

I licked my lips, my nipples hard and poking through the thin dress at the promise. “What about what I want?”

Nico grabbed my pussy. “This is mine, Ava. And I take care of what’s mine.”

A flush of heat rushed over my body, heating my skin. “Nico,” I whispered, my chest rising and falling.

“Say it,passerotta. You’re mine.”

I rocked my hips into his hand. “I’m yours only if you’re mine.”

He breathed deeply through his nose, holding me in suspense for an answer. Then he surprised me by raising my hand to his lips. “I only want you, Ava.”


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