Page 26 of Daddy's Dirty Girl (Scandalous Daddies Club 2)

“A tight pussy and a woman eager to call me ‘Daddy’ whenever I wanted,” I answer with a shrug.

Julian leans back in his chair. “No pussy is worth all that aggravation, is it?”

There’s a soft thud, and my friend sits up a little straighter, his eyes wide.

Well, well, well. My British buddy is hiding someone under his desk. So much for his prim and proper reputation.

One eyebrow raises in question. “I got what I wanted. A tenured position here at Danville, a small price to pay. Unfortunately, my friend, she has her eyes set on you. Be careful.”

“So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?”

“I heard you were the new kid in town and wanted to see if you needed anything. But I see you’re settling in just fine.”

I stand up. Julian might have some answers for me, but I’ve clearly interrupted something, and I’ll be damned if I’m a third wheel. Too bad Julian isn’t into sharing. Maybe an unfamiliar face and a new set of lips wrapped around my dick is what I need to cure my Avery problem.

Before I leave, I turn back. “Is it worth the risk?”

Every time I ask myself this, right before I sink my cock into a new co-ed’s pussy, my answer is always the same. Absolutely.

But now I have doubts. Being with Avery puts my job at risk, but it also means my heart is dangerously close to feeling something more than desire and lust.

“Every second,” he responds with a twinkle in his eye and a sigh of satisfaction in his voice.

Whoever is underneath Julian’s desk is one lucky girl, and he’s a lucky bastard. I envy him.

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