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“Hey, how did you know what was going on here?”

“I missed a call from you and it seemed odd that you would be calling so late. Then, when I tried to call back, it kept going to voicemail. Something didn’t feel right, so I drove over and saw his car across the street.”

“But I didn’t call you,” she says and checks her phone.

“Look, right there. See, you called me.”

“I must have accidentally redialed you when I checked the time on the phone.”

“Good thing you did, Princess,” I say and kiss her goodnight.

14

GRADUATION DAY

ARIA

“Good morning, Princess,” Anthony rolls over and kisses me on the lips.

“Good morning,” I grin as he tosses the blankets aside and kisses his way from my face to my chest.

“How does it feel to know that in just a few hours, you’ll be a high school graduate?”

“Absolutely amazing.”

“You taste absolutely amazing, too,” he adds as his tongue reaches my navel.

“What are you doing? I thought you had to be at school early today?”

“I do, but I set the clock so I could have you first.”

He rolls me onto his chest and impales me with his cock, sliding it easily since I’m already dripping for him. Taking my hands, he guides me, filling me entirely with his manhood. I moan as he hits all my pleasure spots.

“Ride me until you come, baby girl,” he growls and the sound of his words sends a tingle up my spine.

I should have known better than to expect Anthony Arrabella to allow me to lead for long. He insists on being in control, and as I sit on his hard cock, he reaches onto the floor and picks up the belt he discarded when we got in bed last night. With expert precision, he wraps the belt around my wrists and tightens it.

I feel like my soul is about to leave my body. Why does his dominating side fill me with such desire? It’s like the idea of giving myself over to him is more of a turn-on than any of our foreplays alone could be. It’s not about just getting off. It’s about being his completely. The more time we spend together, the more his dominant, commanding persona inches to the surface. And God, I love it. I love it so much.

He lifts me off his cock and tosses me down on my belly. My bound hands are over my head and he raises my hips, bringing me to my knees. He slaps my bottom so hard that it stings and I cry out, causing him to smack me again. The painful sensation only stokes the flames of desire that he’s lit inside me. This is what I want to do all day, every day, until my last day.

He slides his cock between my legs and digs his fingers into my hips, taking me from behind in hard, fast thrusts that initiate a gushing, wet response from my aching womanhood. It only takes me seconds before I’m riding the wave, screaming his name, and shivering until I feel boneless. It’s my most intense orgasm so far.

* * *

My mother is flying backfrom Paris for my graduation so Anthony drives me home from his place before he heads off to the school to prepare for the ceremony. I’ve been spending most of my nights there with him since she left town. I think that after the situation with Lanz, even my mother is happy that I’m not alone in the house at night.

I’ve barely had time to shower and dress when I hear a commotion downstairs. It’s my mother and a worn-out-looking limo driver dragging suitcase after suitcase. She’s not a woman who’s known to travel light or carry her own luggage. I reach inside my own overnight bag for my toothpaste and pull out a box wrapped in gold paper with a card attached that reads, “Today is just the beginning.” I tear off the paper and open the box.

Inside, dangling from a gold chain is a beautiful diamond heart. I don’t know when Anthony slipped it in here or why he didn’t just give it to me this morning, but as I run my fingers across the heart, my eyes fill up with tears. He’s such an amazing man.

“You have to hurry. I can’t be late for my own graduation,” I shout.

“I’ve been traveling all day. I need to freshen up. Just one second, Aria,” my mother pouts.

She comes out of the bathroom looking like she’s about to walk a runway. I smile and shake my head.

“What’s wrong? Too much?” she says, spinning in a circle.