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I grab her throat and yank her toward me, teasing my tongue along the seam of her lips. “Open your mouth, baby.”

She does, and I spit into it, making her moan.

“Good girl.” I move my hand up her thigh and then part her legs, finding she’s not wearing any panties. “I love it when you’re so wet and ready for me. I’m so proud of you.”

She moans louder, arching her back to feel my fingers where she needs them, but I stop.

“How about that taste of lasagne, then?”

She glares at me. “That’s not fair.”

“Neither is that.” I signal to the hard nipples poking through her dress. “The quicker we eat, the quicker I get inside of you.”

“Fine.” She returns her attention to the kitchen, grabbing two plates while I fetch the silverware.

“It smells amazing,” I tell her as she places a plate before me.

“Hopefully, it tastes as good.” She watches me, biting her bottom lip as I take a bite.

It is amazing. As good as my mom used to make, and my mom was an amazing cook. “Wow,” I say, unsure what else to say. “Where did you get the recipe?”

She pulls out my mom’s old handwritten cookbook. “I hope you don’t mind. I found it and wanted to try cooking for you.”

“Definitely not. I’ve missed my mamma’slasagne al forno. It’s the best.” I smile. “And you’ve done an amazing job with the recipe. I love it.”

Her smile lights up the room and makes my heart soar. “I’m glad you like it.”

We continue eating in comfortable silence, and when we’re done, she brings out somecannolifor us to share. She looks so adorable as she places the plate on the table between us with a shy smile.

“Cannoli is my favorite.” I bite one of the little pastries before giving her one. “These are good. Is it your first time making them?”

She takes it from me and nods. “Yes. I’m glad they turned out well.”

Once we’ve eaten a couple, my mind moves to the gutter. “Come here,” I demand.

Her eyes flash, and she walks toward me, her hips swaying temptingly.

“Sit on my lap,” I order.

She straddles me, her sweet strawberry scent invading my senses and driving me feral with need.

Our kiss is passionate and consuming as I slide my hands up her curves, committing them to memory as her warm, soft body presses against mine.

I break the kiss and look into her eyes. “You are perfect,” I whisper, pressing my lips to her neck.

“Remy,” she moans, lacing her fingers in my hair and tugging.

“Tell me what I want to hear.” I yank her head back and look into her stunning sapphire eyes.

She licks her lips, making my cock pulse. “Fuck me, Daddy.”

“Good girl,” I murmur, releasing her hair and lifting her in my arms. She wraps her legs tightly around my waist as I carry her to our bedroom.

I place her on the bed and kneel between her thighs. The hem of her skirt rides up to her hips, showing off her glistening wet cunt. “I want to claim every one of your holes tonight.”

She tenses, and her eyes widen. “It’ll hurt too much.”

I kiss her inner thigh softly. “I’ve got a lot of lube. You’ll love it, I promise.”

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