Page 16 of Zade (Den of Sin)

I start the car and glance at him, “Where am I going?”

He chuckles, “I’ve already put it into the GPS.”

As I start driving I feel the heat of his gaze on me, he leaves a fire on my skin, I can’t help but wonder what his hands would feel like traveling all over my body the way his eyes do.

“You will only wear those boots when you’re with me.”

“Why? You don’t like them?” I’m embarrassed that my voice comes out in a breathy whisper.

“Every man that sees you in those will be thinking of fucking you in them. You only wear those boots when you’re with me. Discussion over.”

I smile sweetly as I make the turn, the GPS tells me to make, “Yes, Daddy.”

With a groan, Zade says, “Amira, stop calling me that. Can you behave for five fucking minutes?”

I pull into the parking lot after being notified that we’ve arrived, glancing at Zade I smile, “Why? Are you going to spank me, Daddy?”

The heated look in his eyes causes a tingle to rush down my spine and between my thighs then suddenly he grins, “You would deserve it. Let’s go eat.”

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Zade

Amira looks stunning sitting across from me eating her salmon. She makes it look less disgusting when she eats it. When she slides each bite into her mouth I wonder what it would feel like to have my tongue swirling against hers. I shut it down almost quickly as the thought occurred to me because I couldn’t go there with her. When I woke her up from her x-rated dream, I placed her wet fingers under my nose because I had to fucking know what she smelled like. That fucking scent burned into my brain and hard as I try it’ll never go away. That was as inappropriate as touching her.

I down nearly all of my water with her curious gaze on me, “What happened when I woke you from your dream this morning-”

She interrupts me, “You mean when you inhaled the scent of my pussy from your fingers?”

I clear my throat, “Yes,” I groan, “I apologize. That was inappropriate behavior and it won’t happen again.”

If the devil emoji were real it would be her face right now as she leans forward and whispers, “Don’t worry, Daddy, I liked it. You will smell my pussy again.”

I attempt to ignore her as I eat my Beef Wellington.Do not think about her with her thighs spread.

After dinner, I asked the waiter to bring her a slice of chocolate cake since it was her birthday. He brings it over and sets it in front of her. The bright smile on her face and the gleam in her eyes makes me ache. I love seeing her like this. Happy.

When she places the fork into her mouth, closes around, and moans as she slides the fork out I know I’m fucking done. The way she’s eye fucking me with every bite, while looking good enough to eat, licking her lips telling me how much she likes it.Fucking brat.No woman has ever tested my control like she does and she’s right,I fucking like it.

ChapterTen

AMIRA

Eight Weeks Later…

Exactly three days after my mother’s funeral Joe sent me a text saying it was over. I tried to call him to say what the fuck but he blocked my number. He also blocked me on Facebook, Instagram, and everywhere else. I saw him at graduation with Seleste on his arm so I guess Cyndi was right about the two of them. I wasn’t as upset as I probably should have been.

My best friend looks at me as we get ready to go out. We are both virgins and she’s done with it. While I’ve been touched more times than I can count I’m glad that wasn’t taken. I want to give it freely. They didn’t take everything from me.

“So we’re going to this place so you can lose your virginity?”

“Yes,” she says while rolling her eyes like it’s a given.

“Maybe you won’t find someone. It’s not a given, right?”

She giggles, “It’s virginity night. I’ll find someone.”

I stop applying my eyeshadow and gawk at her, “I can’t believe you’re going to do this. Tonight.”

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