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Amy’s head snapped up, her eyes widening before she quickly looked away, her cheeks flushing. She seemed to weigh her response, fighting with herself, her jaw setting in that defiantway I was quickly learning meant she wanted to avoid whatever answer I was about to demand.

I stepped closer, watching the way she stiffened, refusing to look at me. Gently, I reached out, taking her chin in my hand and tilting her face up toward mine. Her breath caught, and I felt her lean back just slightly, resisting a little, though she didn’t pull away completely.

“I asked you a question, young lady,” I murmured, my tone low but firm. “Were you thinking about yesterday?”

A flash of something crossed her face—annoyance, maybe, or the last remnants of her pride.

“Yeah, so what if I was,” she countered, her voice hard, yet somehow still trembling the slightest bit. If I hadn’t been listening so closely, I might have missed it.

Her blush deepened, and she looked as though she wished she could take it back the moment she’d admitted it. I felt a slow smile tug at my mouth, a faint, rakish grin that I let her see for just a second, enjoying the way she looked up at me, nervous but still holding her ground.

“Well, with that attitude, you’re going to have to wait a while longer to have my cock where you want it, won’t you, little girl?” I said with a smirk.

The look she gave me was practically lethal. She jerked her chin out of my grasp, her eyes blazing as she squared her shoulders, clearly fuming. I watched her closely, memorizing her every reaction down to the smallest detail, my cock hardening in my slacks.

I couldn’t wait to be inside her.

But the saucy little minx wasn’t going to get it where she wanted it, at least not at first.

Maybe I’d begin with her mouth.

Or better yet, deep inside her tight little ass.

I smirked, my balls tightening just thinking about taking either hole. Her gaze bored into mine, annoyed and full of rage.

Entirely too arousing to a man like me.

Without a word, she proudly turned on her heel, her dark hair brushing past me as she stalked away, each step carrying with it a storm of fury that made me smile as my cock got even harder.

I watched her go, enjoying the way her shoulders were just a bit too rigid, her steps clipped and purposeful. There was something incredibly satisfying in seeing her fight against herself. I could almost see her thoughts, the way she was bristling, telling herself she wouldn’t give me the satisfaction.

The way she told herself she wasn’t thinking about my cock.

I smiled wider.

Already, I was one step ahead of her.

She’d told me she’d thought about yesterday. That small confession had come out despite her best efforts to hold it back and keep her cards close.

Now we both knew she wanted me.

She didn’t like it; she wanted to act as though she were above it.

But I knew that deep down, she needed to be fucked by Daddy.

And she knew it too.

For all her pride, all of her resistance, Amy Whitaker was starting to unravel, and it was only a matter of time before she’d stop pretending otherwise.

Before Imadeher stop pretending otherwise…

I waited until she was out the door, then leaned back against the counter, feeling a sense of smug satisfaction settle over me. She’d stormed off, no doubt heading home to stew, to tell herself all the reasons she shouldn’t be thinking about me. But I knew that every attempt to shake me would only bring her back to this moment, to my touch, to what I’d said to get inside her head.

Yes, she’d come around. And I was going to savor every moment of it until she did and then I would enjoy every inch of that beautiful body to the fullest.

It was simply a matter of time.

CHAPTER 6

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