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My back arched, and my hands flew to the blankets below me, trying to grasp anything and nothing all at the same time. My mind scattered. It felt like he made my body short-circuit with his tongue.

He moaned and lifted slightly to ask, “You promise to always let me taste this pretty pussy whenever I want it? Whenever I ask?” He didn’t wait on my response before he sucked on my clit once again.

He could ask me to collect some rocks from Mars for him and bring them back in a diamond container encrusted with real gold, and I would.

“I promise.”

“Say you promise, daddy.”

“I promise, daddy,” I responded as I scratched his arms.

“I love how you follow daddy’s direction. I’m daddy from now on, Yaya. You got that? I’m daddy, and you my favorite girl. Say you’re my favorite girl.”

“I’m your favorite girl,” I confessed as my roaming hands tugged my shirt up and found my hardened nipples.

Gino moaned again and buried his head back between my legs. His hands moved up my body and knocked my hands out of the way. When he pinched my nipples, my body shook. Before I could even warn him, I came.

I tried to tighten my legs around his head and pull away because the feeling was too intense, but he roughly held me in place and kept swiping me with that lethal tongue. It didn’t take long for me to cum again, but this time, my juices squirted out of my pussy, wetting up the bed.

It wasn’t until I finished shaking and relaxed fully into the bed that Gino gave my clit one final kiss and moved up my body.

“I need you to do one more thing, Yaya. I need you to get dressed again so I can call these niggas to come change these sheets so we can go to sleep.”

My eyes widened. Not only was I entirely too tired to move from this wet-ass spot, but the thought of allowing housekeeping in here to clean up my sex juices mortified me.

As if he could read my mind, he said, “Actually, baby, it’s cool. I’ma just go rent us another room.”

My eyes bucked, and I sat up, searching for my pajama bottoms. “It’s not that serious, Gino.”

“Daddy.”

I stopped looking through the covers and peered at him with tired eyes. “What?”

“Call me daddy.”

I shook my head with a small smile on my lips. “Daddy, it’s okay. I can get dressed.”

He got close to my face and pushed my wild hair away from my face. “Go ’head and get dressed, beautiful, but I’m still getting us a new room. Don’t worry about getting yo’ things together. We’ll come back here in the morning to get them.”

He kissed my forehead and then my lips before he hopped up. I didn’t miss the giant bulge in his sweats as he moved toward the door before I could protest.

As soon as the door closed, I fell back into the pillows with a smile on my face.

Paris was right. Fuck Aniya. If she couldn’t keep a man like Gino, then I happily would.

Chapter Nine

GINO

Yara didn’t tell me she loved me last night, but that was okay. I was more than okay with losing that bet to myself if it meant I could spend more nights watching her sleep.

Sleep hadn’t come. My mind focused on what was to happen today as I held Yara close to my heart. She was like an angel. Seriously. Anyone who met her would understand why I had to move so fast with her. Why I was so stuck on her. I’d never met someone so kind and pure before. She forced me to be a better man. Her little ass didn’t even know I didn’t go as hard on that server last night as I wanted to. That was all thanks to her. See? I was a better man already.

After a couple more seconds of staring at the woman I would spend the rest of my life with, I kissed her face gently. I repeated the kisses all over her pretty face until her eyes slowly opened.

“Good morning, beautiful.”

“Favorite girl,” she mumbled.