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“I wanna call you what?” I say, laughing slightly.

"You want me to call you Big Dick Liam, don’t you?"

He bursts into a large smile, and I feel him wiggling, his cock inside of me as he pulls out.

"I mean, it's not so big right now, but it was okay, average at best," I say, laughing.

"Oh, you think you're gonna get away with that, do you, Elisabetta Franco?"

"I think I am," I say, giggling.

He shakes his head and pulls me up.

"What are you doing?" I say.

"You'll see."

He moves me over his lap, and I look up at him. "What?"

"This is for calling me little." He slaps my ass cheek lightly.

"Did you just spank me?"

"It wasn't hard, but do you like it?" he says, staring at me as he spanks me again.

"Um, I?—"

He spanks me a little harder this time and then rubs my ass cheeks. His fingers slip down between my legs and play with me again, and I mumble slightly, incoherently.

"I think you like it. So, what are you gonna call me?"

"I'm not going to…" I cry out as he spanks me again. “Liam!”

“I mean, soon, you'll be calling me?—"

"What?" I say. "If you think I'm ever gonna call you Big Dick Liam, then?—"

"Soon you'll be calling me husband," he says, grinning.

He spanks me a little harder this time and then pulls me back up next to him. His lips kiss my collarbone and then my throat and then my chin and then my lips again.

"What do you think about that?"

"What do I think about what?"

"The fact that you'll be my wife for three years."

"For three years, huh?"

"That's the contract," he says. "You think you can live with me for three years?"

"It depends."

"It depends on what? How many other secrets you're gonna keep from me? Are you going to be honest with me from here on out?"

He looks at me and shakes his head. "It wasn't my secret to tell you what your dad was doing. I?—"

"I'm over the past, obviously. I just fucked you. And I'm willing to marry you because well, I'm here. But I want to ensure that anything else you do, you tell me about."