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Her eyes glitter with unshed tears.“This is scary.”

“It’s a big step.”

“I want to move in with Sebastian, too, eventually.Or I want us all together.”She rests her forehead on my chest.“I don’t know.I just…I do want us all together, at some point.Like, I want a home with you guys.”

“We can work on that,” I say.I certainly wouldn’t mind living with Bash—we’re at each other’s places all the time already.

“I’ll want to pay you rent,” she says, “although it wouldn’t seem like more of a drop in the bucket to you.Hmm, but I probably can’t afford to pay you both rent.”

“I’ll accept rent in the form of a goodnight kiss every night,” I say.

“Not what I mean,” she says.“I won’t feel right just mooching off of you guys.”

“What if I told you this place is paid off?I own it outright.”

“But you still pay utilities, taxes, upkeep, and all of that.”She gives me a stubborn look.

Holding up my hands, I say, “Okay.I’m not going to argue about this when I could have you living here with me.I’ll accept your terms, little girl.”

“Thank you,” she says primly.

“You’re welcome,” I say.“I think.”

She laughs and tries to whap me in the head with a throw pillow, but I grab her wrist and force her down until she’s spread out on the sofa, writhing beneath me.Our playful wrestling match has my heart pounding and my cock stirring, now that I’m nestled against the heat between her legs.

Wrapping her legs around mine, she rocks back and forth.Her eyes flutter shut.“Daddy, I want to come.”

“Of course, beautiful,” I say.

Her face contorts in frustration.“Give me your cock.”

“Is that how we ask for things?”

“It’s howIask for things.”She bats her eyelashes.

“Then, nope.”

“What?I need your cock, Daddy.Why aren’t you giving it to me?”

“Because you didn’t ask nicely.You’re being greedy.So you’re welcome to come,ifyou can come like this.”

A stubborn, challenging expression takes over her face and her eyes lock on mine.She starts to reach for my fly, but I hold grab her wrists and move her hands above her head.

“Daddy,” she whines.

I thrust my hips forward and she moans.

“Come on,” I say.“Dry-hump me like you’re a naughty little girl who wouldn’t dare do something so lewd as touch her boyfriend’s cock.”

She rocks forward and gasps at the friction between us.My dick is hard and straining against my pants.I bite back a curse when Ella rocks against me again.

Her pouting, stubborn smile turns mischievous when she realizes that this little interlude is torturing me as much as it’s torturing her.She uses her legs for leverage and continues to rub herself over my crotch.

Soon, she’s breathing hard.Sweat glistens at her temples because she’s exerting herself, using only her legs, hips, and abs to get what she needs.I show her some mercy and begin stroking forward, too, rocking with her to give her more of the friction she’s chasing.

“Yes,” she whispers.“Please, please, please.More, please.”

“That’s right,” I tell her.“Come for Daddy.”