Page 30 of Dmitri

And everything he has me do makes me a better partner for him.

“I have to go away for a few days,” he says. “But I’ll come back with a present for you.”

I don’t want a present. I want him. He’s always running off for days and days and I hate it. I hate that he never tells me where he goes. I hate that he doesn’t call while he’s gone. I hate that I have no power in our relationship.

“Take me with you this time,” I beg in a whisper.

The light in the hallway turns off again. I hold my breath as we listen to the soft footfalls of my foster father disappearing back into his room and his bedroom door clicks shut.

“You know I can’t.” Kaleb swipes the hair from my face. “I’m still getting everything ready for us.”

Us. There’s anus. I cling to it like the love-sick fool I am.

“But you getting this,” he says, shaking the envelope, “helps me a lot. Thank you, babygirl.”

I love when he calls me that. I feel like I can do anything, be anything, endure anything.

“You’re welcome.” My bravery fortifies because I’m Kaleb’s good girl. His babygirl. He only calls me that. He only sneaks in, risking his life every time, just to see me.Only me.

“Can you be quiet?” he asks, tugging the strap of my tank top down my shoulder.

I nod, wondering how far we’ll go this time. He loves to eat me out. Does it a lot. And I try to reciprocate the favor, but he acts like it’s an honor to go down on me and never wants anything back in return. He’s such a giver.

“That’s my good girl.” Kaleb gently presses me down on the bed and pulls his hoodie off.

Blood rushes to parts of my body that make me hot, shaky, and ooey-gooey all at once. He unfastens his fly. My gaze flicks to the door and I pray no one hears whatever we’re about to do.

He pulls my sleep shorts down, taking my underwear with them. My heart kicks like a wild animal in a cage.

“I don’t have a condom,” he says. “But I’ll pull out, okay? Do you trust me?”

My mouth goes dry. I can’t swallow. This is scary and dangerous and exciting and stupid. “Yes, I trust you.”

“I’m clean.” He shoves his jeans down, and his dick juts out, long and hard, as he crawls on top of me. I spread my legs to make more room for him. “You’re clean too, right? I have to be able to trust you, Daelyn.”

“Y-yes. I’m clean.” Of course, I am. I’ve been saving myself for Kaleb. And now everything I’ve been wishing for is about to happen. He has more money, he has me, he has what he needs to build us a future together, and I helped him get there. All I have to do now is wait until he gives me permission to run, and I’ll be on my way. Straight into his arms. Into the life I’ve helped him build. We’re so close.

He's… so close.

I stare into his eyes, falling under a spell as he aligns us. Then he spits on his fingers and reaches between my legs, swiping my pussy to wet it. My heart kicks wildly in my chestand the butterflies fluttering in my belly turn into hornets buzzing through my bloodstream. I’m scared, but I want this. Every time I face something terrifying, I think he likes me more.

“Happy sweet sixteen, babygirl.” Kaleb holds me down and shoves into me…

“—starving.”

I rub my eyes for the umpteenth time and finally log out of the system for the day.

“Hello. Earth to Daelyn.” Addie waves her hand in my face. “Did you hear a word I just said?”

“Sorry. I was in a zone. Repeat it.”

“I said I’mstarving.”

“Then make yourself something to eat.”

“Ugh, we don’t have anything.”

“Yes, we do!” I close my laptop. “We have so much food, it’s crazy.”

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