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“Dinner tonight, yeah?” she asks.

Right, dinner.

Marlow called yesterday and asked if I wanted to have dinner with him and Ty and Dani and Raylin. Kat apparently didn’t mind, and I couldn’t say no, though all I want is to spend more time with Kat.

“Yes. I wish it wasn’t with Marlow and Raylin,” I say now. Should’ve kept my mouth shut—Kat looks almost disappointed.

“Tsk. It’ll be alright. And then we can do whatever you want. Deal?”

“Oh?” I pull back and duck my head to meet her eyes. “You sure you want to know what I want?”

I suck in my cheeks, giving her an intimidating stare—she offered, she’s screwed, or she will be in many ways she can’t even imagine. My cock hardens at the thought. I can certainly survive dinner with a couple of people if I get to go wild with her afterward.

Kat realizes what she said, stares for a moment like a wild cat caught off guard, then rolls her eyes.

There are many things I want to try with her, like the upside-down pose.

She frowned when I first mentioned it. “What’s that?”

“That’s when you stand on your head, full frontal, and I fuck you.”

Her stare turned horrified. “Are you insane?”

I laughed in response. “I’m telling you. They say it’s quite an experience. For women mostly.”

“No.” She shook her head so fast, I thought it rotated 360.

“You’d be surprised,” I insisted, but she pushed me away and threw a pillow at me.

“No! Absolutely not! Not happening, Archer. I just had a visual, and circus sounds like a more respectable thing than what you’re suggesting.”

I’m sure an upside-down thing just flickered in her mind, and I notice her hesitation.

“No-no-no,” I warn her. “Don’t back away. You said whatever I want, right? It’s my birthday.”

She can’t hide slight alarm. We’ve mostly done the usual routine, which, to be fair, I need every night and morning for weeks to tame my hunger for her.

“Okay,” she gives in.

She’s in for all sorts of fucking. And I can’t wait to get over that dinner thing with Marlow so I can have her all to myself. Naked. Doing anything I want at my command.

We’ve been doing this dating thing for only several weeks, but every date is an all-night shenanigan that is nothing short of wild.

Right after Kat leaves, Droga calls me.

I grin—the fucker remembered the date.

“What’s up, old man?”

We chat for a minute when I have an idea. “Hey, wanna grab Callie and the kid and come over to Marlow’s for dinner tonight?”

I get an inarticulate sound in response.

“It’s just Kat and me, Marlow, Ty, Dani, and Raylin. He wants to do dinner, and it would be nice if you stopped by.”

Maybe, I’m rushing things.

“I’m not sure, Crone. Sorry, man.”

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