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After closing the door, I set the timer for thirty minutes. I fish my phone from the back pocket of my jeans, unlock the screen, and open the texting app. In the middle of the afternoon, I had a box delivered to Maria’s house with the outfit I’d chosen for her. I can’t wait to see her in it.

With a smug grin, I find her contact information and type in a message:

Me:Ready?

Maria:Yep.

Me:Wearing the dress I sent?

Maria:Yes.

My smile grows as she starts typing and stops a few times before adding:

Maria:It’s too revealing tho.

Me:That’s the idea.

Maria:*eye-roll* emoji.

I burst out laughing at her reaction while my heart doubles its size. She’s so fucking adorable sometimes.

Me:Heads-up. Fred should be arriving any minute to pick you up.

Three dots flash a couple of times before she texts:

Maria:He’s pulling up.

Me:That's your cue. Hungry?

The dots blink longer. In my mind’s eye, I can see Maria texting as she gets out of her house balancing herself on the impossibly high heels I bought to match the dress.

Maria:Starving.

Me:Just one thing before you leave. No panties or no dinner.

Maria:WTF? No way.

Me:You picked the time.

The tiny dots blink at me from the screen for an eternity before she types:

Maria:FINE!!

Laughing my ass off so hard my hands shake, I manage to text:

Me:Good girl!

Maria:*red-face* emoji and *swearing* emoji

I close my eyes to better visualize the intense flush spreading through her cheeks and down her neck. Opening them again, I chuckle and drop the phone on the counter. A notification pops up letting me know she’s sent one last message. I pick up the phone again to read it.

Maria:Your loss.

My cock stirs to life at the possibilities. The drive from her house shouldn’t take more than ten minutes, which means I don’t have much time.

“Fuck! She’ll be the death of me,” I groan under my breath as I take the two flights of stairs to the master suite, two steps at a time.

When I get to the top, I glance at the steps that lead to the pent room where I used to practice until about a month ago. Now it houses my brand-new playroom. I’m counting the minutes to show it to Maria. I told the contractor to leave the soundproof walls in for a reason. They will come handy tonight when she wails my name as I guzzle her sweetness over and over again.

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