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“I bet you’re nice and wet,” I tell her.“I bet your juices are sliding all over your fingers.Pretty soon, it’s going to be my cock down there.Or Sebastian’s.We’re going to make you feel so fucking good, little girl.”
She moans in pleasure, her eyes closed.
“Look up at me, sweetheart.Let me see your face while you suck on my cock.”
Her brown eyes open and lock on mine.
“That’s it, beautiful.Keep pleasuring yourself.You can let go—you can come as soon as you want to.”
Her hand moves faster between her legs, and she lets out a loud, high-pitched moan around my dick.I feel it in my balls and I don’t hold back anymore—I empty into her mouth, pulsing out my release and watching the loving expression in her eyes as she swallows it down.
I help her stand up afterward and kiss her beautiful lips, tasting myself mixed with her and whispering how she’s such a good girl for Daddy.After, we put on some clothes and sit on the couch to snuggle.
“Do you feel better now?”I ask.
She gives me a shy smile.“Much.Thank you.”
“Anytime, little one.I love you, you know that?”
“I do.I love you, too.”
Sebastian
Helena Tran is vibrant, professional, and intelligent.Her look is similar to Trina’s—nice blouse, nice jeans, heels, perfect make-up.Her hair is black, whereas Trina’s is blond, and the straight, shoulder-length style is equally no-nonsense.But there’s a warmth and genuine vibe to Helena that Trina always lacked.
We’re halfway through the main course when I’ve already made up my mind to accept her offer to be my agent.Of course, I have towaitfor the offer, but I know it’s coming, otherwise she wouldn’t have flown all the way out here from Nashville to meet with me.
By the time dessert and coffee rolls around, she’s made her offer, I’ve accepted, and now we can sit back and relax—the interview process is over.
“I expected you to be a lot…angstier,” she says as she sips her coffee.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.Your abrupt break from performing and releasing new music, rumors of substance abuse…and then what happened with Trina Jack.”
“Yeah.Well, most of that was due to her, not to me.If I ever come across as untrusting—”
“I won’t be offended by it,” she says.“Everything I do is on the up-and-up.If you ever need proof, receipts, whatever, I’ll share what I have.”
“I appreciate it,” I say.
My phone buzzes with a text.
“Do you want to check that?”Helena asks.“I have to run to the ladies, anyway.”
“Thanks.”I pull out my phone while Helena leaves the table.The screen shows a text from my cousin.Meet me for coffee at V’s?
Sure, I’m out already, wrapping up.What time?Nothing like double the caffeine in the evening.
15 minutes?
Helena returns and we settle the bill, then shake hands and say our goodbyes.I’d wanted to go straight to King’s after this, but with my uncle’s health and Kristin’s kidnapping, I don’t want to ignore Lin.
When I get to V’s Cafe, Lin is waiting with a mug of tea in front of her.I order some tea of my own, but I have zero intention of drinking it—I just want to get home to Ella.
“What’s up?”I ask after giving Lin a hug.
Her leg shakes beneath the table, something she does when she’s excited or nervous.
