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I release her finger as traffic starts to move. “That’s enough for now. Traffic’s moving again.”

She pulls her leg back and starts to mess with her dress, but I stop her with a smack to her thigh. “Ow!” she screeches. “You dick.”

“Keep your pussy on display,” I growl. “But don’t touch it. I’ll let you touch it later after your bath.” “Are we going to . . .”

“I’m not ready to fuck you yet, Cinderelliott. I want to play with my toy more.” “See, when you say crap like that, I’m suddenly not into it.”

I let out a dark chuckle. “No, my sweet, young girl, you’re feeling rejected because you assume that my not fucking you means I’m not into you.” I brush my fingertips along her naked pussy making her shudder. “I can assure you I’m very, very into you.”

She’s quiet but doesn’t push away my curious finger as I tease her thigh and occasionally dance them along her pussy lips. Her breathing has grown heavier, which means she’s hot for my touch. It only makes me want to deny her further.

When we pull up to my building, I reach over and tug her dress free, covering up her pussy. A valet named Chris opens the door for her. She’s suddenly modest, making sure to keep herself covered. I climb out and make my way over to her, offering my elbow. She holds on and surprises me by leaning her head against my shoulder. My chest squeezes in response.

I nod when we’re greeted upon arriving inside the building. We make our way into the elevator and within minutes, we’re in my sanctuary. Shrimp chirps from his favorite perch.

“Hi, Shrimpy Shrimp,” Ash croons, waving at her bird. He flaps his wings and sings back at her. “Let’s go to your room. You need a bath, little girl.”

“My room?”

“It’s a guest room, and you’re my guest. What else should I call it?”

“You’re not going to give me a bath, are you? Because that’ll cost you extra.”

I follow her into her room. “No. You can bathe yourself. I’ll be waiting for you when you get out. Don’t dress.”

She turns in front of the bed and frowns at me. “We’re not having sex?” “Nope.”

With an annoyed sigh, she kicks off her sandals, drops her purse on the dresser, and storms into the bathroom. The door slams shut, and then the shower begins to run. I walk over to the closet where I stowed away the presents I got for her today. After setting the box on the bed, I pick up her panties she left earlier and bring them to my nose.

Fuck, her scent turns me on.

I walk over to the chair and drag it closer to the bed. Once I sit, I lean back, sprawled out and waiting. While I wait, I pay her all the money I owe her for the evening. I imagine she’s enjoying the way her bank balance grows with each day. I’ve never taken care of anyone, and it gives me pride knowing this helps her. I suppose I sort of understand the whole daddy kink. But, like the respectable girl Ash is, I make her fucking earn it.

After the longest shower ever, she finally returns in nothing but a towel. Her hair is wet and combed out. Since she washed her makeup off, she seems so young and innocent.

“You don’t need that towel,” I rumble as I toy with her panties in my hand. “I will though. Leave it on the arm of the chair here.”

She narrows her eyes but walks over to me. With a steadying sigh, she plucks the towel from her body and drops it on the arm beside me, revealing all her perfect nakedness.

“Get your phone and set it up over there to record you on the bed,” I instruct.

“It’ll cost you, Constantine,” she sasses as she walks over to the dresser, swaying her curvy ass along the way.

“If you’re a good girl and do as I say, I’ll make you very rich tonight.” She arches a brow at me. “How rich?”

“What’s the first semester of college going to cost you?”

“Win!” she cries out. “I think I have enough now. You don’t have to do this.” “How. Much?”

“Almost thirty-eight grand, you freaking psycho.”

“Forty. Do exactly as I say, and I will send you forty grand when I tuck you in for bed later.” “Am I going to like it?”

“You’re a fucking freak, Ash. Of course you will.”

Her cheeks tinge pink. “Fine. You want to waste your money on kinky shit, so be it. What’ll it be? Are you going to spank me?”

I chuckle and crook a finger at her, beckoning her closer. “Come unzip me.” “I’m going to blow you?”

“Just close your pouty lips and obey me.”

Her eyes roll as she saunters my way, looking good enough to fucking devour whole. She kneels between my legs that are sprawled out. With shaky fingers, she brushes against my erection as she unzips my slacks.

“Take my dick out, Ash.”

“Then what?” she asks, her voice breathless. “Get on the bed.”

Her lips pout out even further. The girl craves to lick my dick, so my inclination is to deny her. I smirk as she fumbles to find my dick beneath the material of my boxers. Once she finds the hole, she works her fingers inside, seeking out my hot flesh. A groan escapes me when her fingers curl around it. Soon, she has my throbbing dick pulled out through the zipper of my slacks. It stands proud and eager, the tip glistening with precome.

“On the bed,” I murmur.