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“No, sir,” I say. It slips out casually, and Aiden stiffens only for a second before clearing his throat.
“Just a few more minutes, Daddy,” she says. My heart sinks in my chest and my cock stirs. What the actual fuck.
Maybe it’s because she just called me daddy and I have no fucking clue how to feel about it. Lie. I know how I feel about it, I’m just not going to fucking admit it to myself.
I just want a woman I can take to baseball games, the beach then bend her over and spank her and finger her pussy till she’s crying—it shouldn’t be this complicated.
I cannot start to have a crush on my boss. I look down at my bandage-covered finger and realize it’s too late. A simple kiss on my finger, and a tiny bit of praise has me done for—it makes me feel pathetic—but I can’t stop the lingering feeling growing in my chest if I tried.
And maybe I’m being devious, but is it so wrong to want an attractive man to look at you like you’re the sexiest thing he’s ever seen?
“I’ll teach you whatever you want to know,” he says back and all I can think about is the lessons I’d love for him to teach me.
“I think you’re looking for someone to take care of you, who tells you what to do, who takes your pleasure into their hands.” My breathing hitches, and I nod my head. “I think you want even more than that, but I don’t think we should get into that right now.”
I think falling for Aiden Carlson might be one of the easiest things I’ve ever done in my life.
“Hello,” I say slightly deeper than my natural voice. “Who the fuck is this?” he says back in shock. “This is Aiden-fucking-Carlson, and I’m Jessa’s new daddy. If you don’t stop calling my girl, we’re going to have fucking problems.”

