Page 60 of Dmitri

“Yourprize?” I burst out in laughter. “You didn’t win a damned thing tonight, buddy.”

“Agree to disagree.” D’s gaze grows hungrier as I spin around to show off my ass.

“Stop right there.”

I halt.

“Can I touch you?”

Why does he keep asking permission for every little thing? “Yes.”

He runs his rough hands over my ass cheeks. “Mmm. Still cherry red from the kitchen.”

My heart flutters.

“About that…” I turn around to face him again. “Nice detail with the knife.”

D’s grin goes a mile wide. “You liked?”

No, Iloved. “Meh, it was okay.”

His laugh shoots adrenaline into my system. “You’re a terrible liar, Daelyn.”

“I’m not lying.”

“You loved it.”

“I wouldn’t gothatfar.”

“Your pussy loved it.”

“She’s a kinky bitch. Don’t shame her.”

D puts a hand over his heart. “I would never.”

I believe him. And I really liked that when he gave me an element of danger during our cat-and-mouse game, he used the back end of the knife against me instead of the sharp side. The thrill was there, without the threat of injury or death. I’ve had it the other way around before. One star. Do not recommend.

In fact, Dmitri does a lot of things I’ve had done to me before, only his way works where the others didn’t.

Stop comparing him to people in your past. That’s not why you’re here, Dae.

I keep dropping into these over-analyzing tailspins and it’s got to stop.

Dmitri points at the bathroom door. “How about I start up a bath for you?”

Confusion has my brows scrunching. “Why?”

“Let me take care of you tonight, Firefly.” He kisses my forehead, which makes me feel precious.

I… don’t know what to say except, “Okay.”

“Good girl.” Dmitri leaves me standing naked in the bedroom and a few seconds later, I hear water running.

“Do you like bubbles?” he calls out.

“No.”

“Oils? Bath salts?”

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