Page 109 of Paid In Full

Today was the day.Finally, our schedules had been cleared enough that Gin would take me driving. Anxiety made my stomach bubble with each passing second.

“Gin!”

“In the kitchen.”

I nearly tripped going down the hall. At the last second, I righted myself and ran into the kitchen. “Ready?”

Gin looked up from his phone. “Ready for what?”

Had he forgotten? “You said you were going to teach me how to drive today.”

“I don’t remember saying that.”

My stomach plummeted. “Oh.” I was certain he had. We’d talked about it. Maybe he didn’t remember.

Giancarlo pulled me close, his chest rumbling with laughter. “Shit, you’re so cute when you get the sad puppy dog eyes.”

“Bastard.”

He hummed before kissing me. I pushed up to chase after his lips. I’d never tire of kissing him.

“The car was delivered this morning. We can go as soon as you’re ready.”

I wiggled free of his hold and raced back upstairs. I slipped on a pair of jeans. Socks and shoes were next. A plain t-shirt, and I was ready.

“Gin, I’m ready to go.”

“I can practically see a tail wagging.” Gin’s dark brown eyes lit up. “Ash, pull your pants down and wag your dick for me.”

“What? No.” I grabbed my shoes, putting them on as fast as possible.

“We aren’t going until you wag your tail.”

“You can’t be serious.” I glanced up at Gin and mentally groaned. He was serious. “Gin.”

“How am I supposed to know you’re happy?”

“By the smile on my face.”

“I’ve seen you fake it. Come on, pants down.”

Every day I thought I was getting closer to understanding Giancarlo, and every day, he proved me wrong. “Yes, sir.” I unbuttoned my pants. The faster I gave in, the sooner I’d be behind a wheel. I shoved down my pants along with my boxers.

“Go ahead,” Giancarlo encouraged.

This cannot be my life.

I moved my hips from side to side as my cock swung between my legs.

“Fuck, that thing is massive.” Giancarlo stepped closer, desire written all over his face.

I hopped back and covered my cock. “No.”

Gin’s eyebrow arched up. “Did you just deny me dick?” He cracked his neck from side to side. “Ash, you’ve seen how ornery not having coffee makes me. I don’t think you’re prepared for when I’m dick deprived. Especially a dick like yours.”

My heart hammered against my rib cage as I took a few steps back. “Gin, you said we’d go driving.”

“And we will. Let me have a taste.”

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