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“That’s my good girl. Now, come for me.”
He didn’t need to tell me twice. As soon as he buried his face into my wetness, I exploded, the strongest orgasm I’d ever had driving all sense of being and rational thought from my mind.
“Yes. Yes. Oh…”
One wasn’t enough for the man who called me his submissive, the single climax sweeping into a beautiful lust-filled haze. When I screamed, there was no sound other than a strangled breath.
As I finally came down from the beautiful high, I heard his husky voice.
“That’s my good girl.”
CHAPTER13
Jameson
“What are we doing here?” Alexandra asked, her tone accusatory.
“Your car couldn’t be saved.” I cut the engine and immediately unfastened my seatbelt.
“I can’t afford a new car.”
“I can.”
She slowly turned her head, eyeing me with uncertainty and her usual defiance. “I’m not that kind of girl. You’re not buying me.”
“Is that what you think is happening?”
“I don’t know but I’m perfectly capable of making money and eventually purchasing something.” I could tell her mind was processing the night before while morphing it into a simple gesture.
I opened the driver’s door before answering her. “You need reliable transportation and I can afford helping you.”
“I don’t accept charity.”
“If you’re that concerned, we’ll work something out.” I had no intentions of asking her to repay me for the gift. I climbed out, heading for the other side, laughing when she locked the door. “Don’t do this, Alexandra.” I knew she could hear me.
She shook her head, mumbling to herself.
I gave her a stern look and she closed her eyes. Seconds later, she finally opened the door, climbing out with the same attitude riding her face. Then she folded her arms, crowding my space. “I’m not a whore.”
“No, you’re not. You’re a young woman who needs a break and I happen to be a man with money I don’t spend. Allow me to do this for you.”
There were a half dozen emotions crossing her face. “Fine. But I will eventually pay you back. I will never owe anything to anyone.”
“I’ll accept that and for the most part, that’s admirable. Come on. I hope that you like what I picked out.”
As soon as we headed for the main building, a guy I’d done business with on several occasions popped out of his office.
“Mr. Stark. It’s so good to see you again.”
“Tony. How’ve you been?”
“Good,” he answered, smiling broadly when he noticed Alexandra. “This must be the special lady.”
“Alexandra Kingston and this is happening under duress,” she answered, shaking his hand.
He belted out a laugh. “You told me she was tough.”
“That I did,” I answered.
