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“I could’ve come to your place—” The words die on my lips as she gets closer.

She’s upset.Not sad, but…angry?

“Shit,” I say.“What’d I do?”

She’s right in front of me now, and she throws her arms around me, stands on her tiptoes.I have no choice, really, but to lift her into a big hug.

She kisses my ear and whispers, “Fuck me, Daddy.Fuck me hard.”

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Dmitri

I pull Leah into the house before she starts grinding on me in front of her bodyguard.Once the door is safely closed behind her, I can breathe again.“What’s gotten into you?”

“Nothing.”She grins and reaches for my zipper.“That’s the problem.”

Her grin is fake, though.Something’s wrong.

“Leah…”

She takes off her hoodie, kicks off her flip flops and shoves down her sweatpants.

My heart skips several beats.I take in her long, smooth legs and her barely-there pink nightie and the way her nipples poke through the satin.My cock hardens painfully fast.

I lift Leah in my arms again and press her back against the door.“Youdowant to get fucked, don’t you?That’s why you put on this sexy little nightie for me?”

She moans as I suck hard at the base of her neck.Her legs fasten around my waist and we rut against each other like teenagers, dry-humping.Her sweet gasps are desperate.

I force a hand between us, reaching for her pussy.Her panties aren’t much more than a string, easily pushed aside.She’s wet like I hoped.I switch to unfastening my pants, shoving them down just enough.No time to waste.

“My girl wants fucking?”I mutter.

“Yes, please yes.”

“Then I am up for the task.”I grit my teeth as I slide into her wet, gripping heat.“It’s a sacrifice I’ll make for you.”

“A—sacrifice—hmm?”Her indignant words fade into a moan.“Fuck—so good, Dmitri.”

“I know, baby.We’ll do it fast this time, then slow next time.”I stroke out, then back in again.

Leah whimpers and rocks up and down, using her legs around my waist as leverage.

“Rub your clit.Make yourself come on Daddy’s dick, baby girl.”

She reaches between us.I can tell when she makes contact because her pussy tightens around me.

“Fuck, so good,” I breathe against her ear, fucking in and out of her, chasing an orgasm that’s just a few strokes away.“Better come soon, baby.”

“I will, but—” She breaks off.

I continue thrusting.My balls slap against her with every stroke.“But what?”

“Dmitri—” She gasps, pushing back against my chest.“I lied.”

Her words don’t penetrate my skull.She isn’t sayingstop,no, orred.All I can think about is my impending orgasm.“Are you safe-wording?”

“No, but I lied to you.”

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