The next day Mia’s phone buzzed while she was still sore from yesterday. She picked it up and saw a text from Marcus.
“My place. Tonight. 8pm. Wear a dress. Nothing underneath.”
Her stomach flipped. She stared at the message for a long minute, biting her lip. Her p***y throbbed just reading it. She typed back one word: “Okay.”
All day she couldn’t stop thinking about him. The way he lifted her like she was nothing. The way he filled her up and came inside her without asking. The deep sound of his voice when he told her to call him Daddy.
By the time 8 o’clock came, she was already wet. She chose a simple black sundress that hugged her curves and stopped mid-thigh. No bra, no panties. The cool night air brushed against her bare p***y as she walked across the hallway to his apartment on
