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I kiss her softly before placing my arm around her shoulder. “I am excited, baby. I was simply enjoying your beautiful smile.”

“Oh my god, look, Jagger!”

The road we are on curves, and there’s a gray stone wall on either side of us, and the lights to several houses can be seen in the distance.

“It’s so beautiful,” she says quietly, like she’s talking to herself. If she thinks this is pretty, I can’t wait for her to see the house, because this is nothing compared to what I have arranged for her.

Leaning down, I lick and kiss her neck, while she stares out the window. Her light little moans make my jeans too tight, but it’s worth it.

“Jagger,” she whispers, all too aware of our driver in the front seat.

I sink my teeth into her earlobe and tug on it lightly. She squeezes her thighs closed, and I chuckle in her ear softly. “Are you wet for me, filthy girl?”

She doesn’t respond, so I take her hand and put it on my dick, and I can nearly hear her blush.

“You’re such a pervert.”

“Mmm,” I groan into her ear, “I thought I was a creep.”

“That too,” she giggles before squeezing my hard length.

Biting her neck, I growl, “I can’t wait to fuck you in the Mediterranean Sea.”

The man up front, watching our horny antics, clears his throat, letting me know we are here. I should’ve noticed when we pulled up to the house and stopped moving, but my attention was elsewhere.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

MCKINLEY

We step out of the car, and my jaw drops practically to the ground. There are mountains all around us, and a yellow house in front of the winding driveway, and not just a yellow house; it’s breathtaking, sitting atop the mountains. It’s two stories, and I’m pretty sure I spot a pool up on the second floor, and there are steps to the side that walk down to the water. Jagger looks at me with a delicious smirk on his face. “Wait until you see the inside, baby.”

“Jagger, this is too much. You shouldn’t have done this.”

Yes, I’ve always wanted to come here, and this is amazing, but I don’t even want to think about what this cost him.

He pulls me into his arms. “Look at me, baby.”

I gaze back at him and he says, “When are you going to get it? There is no amount of money I won’t pay to make you happy. You are worth every cent. I would spend double, or even triple, what this cost, just to see your beautiful smile.”

I don’t deserve this, and I don’t deserve him.

“Come on, beautiful girl. Let’s go take a look.”

He places his arm around my waist, and we walk up the red steps to the house. Opening the door, he waves me inside.

“They left the house open for us, but the keys are inside. The maid will come in once a week to clean. Otherwise, it’ll be just the two of us. Except for two days.”

I glance at him as I step inside. “What’s happening those two days?”

He grins. “The guys are coming for a trip. And Mia.”

“Seriously?”

He nods. “Yes, baby.”

Jagger points to the ridiculous smile on my face. “And that’s the reason why. It’s always the reason.”

I glance around the living room, which is big, but not enormous. The floor is a red tile, and the walls are white, with a huge painting of a beautiful woman in a vineyard kneeling with a glass of wine.

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