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But again… God helpside of him

Actually, it’s not even a side

It’s the entirety of Do the shots

Right now, it’s just dinner But I knoithout a doubt, I’d do pretty much whatever he told me to do in the bedroom

But I also have a reputation to e, so I lift redients “What are you ?”

“Carbonara,” he replies, snagging the carton of eggs “Sound okay?”

“Sounds delicious Can I help?”

He smiles wickedly “Absolutely But if you couarantee I won’t touch you while we’re cooking”

Well, there you have it His hands onproposition, and he’ll still think he’s calling the shots

“Tell me what to do,” I say with an impish smile as I slide off the stool “I’m yours to command”

And I truly mean that

Dominik’s eyes flash, and I can tell those words of sub a hand with dinner

He sets the pan on the counter With his hot eyes pinned on me, he steps around the island and co one hand behind my neck, he bends to put his mouth near mine

“I think dinner can wait a little bit,” he murmurs

“Why would we do that?” I sound breathy and way too eager I don’t like it, yet I can’t help it because this ether

“Because you said the ruffly

I’m yours to command

Dominik leans forward at the waist My world flips as his shoulder goes to e hand settles on reat roo of the house

It takes onlyon a plush mattress covered with a pristine white cotton comforter I take a ht and airy feel, which matches the rest of his home