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"Leave her. She is thinking about Maxim,” Xena says. "He must eat a mean pussy." I blush. "I knew it! He ate it, didn't he? It couldn’t have been Santiago. You wouldn’t be walking.''
"Hell, yeah, he did. It's written all over her pink cheeks," Mya says.
I huff and give them all a smile, shaking my head.
"I wonder who's better?" Xena says, lost in thought. After a few seconds, she snaps her fingers like she found the answer to a trivia question. "Maxim is the soft flowers type of guy.Santiago…'' She blows out a puff of air. "All I can think of is a demon with a cock from hell."
I laugh. "You are too much, Xena. What has Niko done to you?"
Her eyes gleam mischievously. "Make me want to suffocate him with my pussy."
"I can't believe she lets him eat her out and not go all the way," Mya says, shaking her head.
"Don't forget I let him jerk off."
"So do the Russian bodyguards," I add.
"It's not my fault they can see. I have needs."
"In the back seat of the car?'' I ask suspiciously.
“Where else?'' she admits. ''I bet sex is all you think about after that feast you gave Maxim."
I do. I let Santi kiss me. Play with my pussy. It's Maxim's fault. He woke up something inside me.
''I think about it all the time,'' I say truthfully.
"Mom," I call out.
"Do I look okay?" I ask, walking into her studio.
She is mixing some music for the Kings in Seattle. They have these nightclubs, and she handles all their music.
My mother looks up and slides her headphones off. She couldn't hear me, but I was standing in front of the huge glass window to the booth.
"You look beautiful," she says with a smile.
"Thank you, I reply, walking in a complete circle, showing off my dress with a skirt hitting mid-thigh and mid-calf black leather boots from Alexander McQueen.
"Who's the lucky guy?"
I rub my lips together. She knows it is not Santi. My father would flip the fuck out and kill him for showing up here to pick me up on a date.
"Um..."
"Do I know him?"
I nod. "It's Maxim. I'm going on a date with Maxim."
She raises her eyebrows. "Oh…"
"I squint. "Are you mad?"
She shakes her head. "No. Not at all," she rushes out. "I'm surprised. You and Maxim, huh."
"Yeah…I like him a lot. He's… different.''
She smiles. "He is like his mother but charming like his dad." She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. "Does Santiago know?"
