CHAPTER 5
MIA
My phone buzzed late Friday afternoon, lighting up with a text from Xander that made my heart slam hard against my ribs.
Xander: Baby girl, come to my place tonight. No bus. Just you and me. Address: 1428 Oakridge Apartments, Unit 12. Door's unlocked after 9. Be ready for Daddy to take care of you proper.
I stared at the screen, thighs pressing together instant because I was already wet just reading it. His apartment. Alone. No quickies in the bus—just us, all night. I'd been craving this since that first kiss, his dominant control owning my thoughts, making me touch myself every day to memories of his thick fingers, his tongue, that huge bulge promising to wreck me.
I texted back quick: Yes, Daddy. Can't wait.
The hours dragged, but by 9 I was at his door, short dress
