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“And what would you prefer I call you, Professor? Daddy? Doctor Buchanan?”
“No offense, but if I wanted a sugar daddy, I’d choose someone who’s a little less surly.” “You think I need another brat to take care of?” he challenges.
A good fuck, maybe, but I have a feeling you’re too uptight to make me come, so––” “You think I can’t make you come?” I demand.
“Why did you reject me at the bar, then call me so I could hear you say my name
when you came on your fingers?” he demands.
“I might have given you a preview of how hard I can make you come while we were in Creekside, but whatever fantasy you created up here?” He taps the side of my temple with his forefinger. “It doesn’t remotely compare to the real thing.”

