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“Yes sir” Maria abandoned the clothes she was still tending to and immediately disappeared in the direction of the nursery. 

His eyes are dark when he e holds a hand out to me “Come here.” 

My heart skips in my chest but I keep dancing slowly as though I am unaffected by the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes. 

Stark hunger. 

I feel heat in my cheeks, spreading down my chest, making the tips of my breast tingle.

Now that we’re alone I exaggerate the movement of my hips bending slightly to fold two more clothes before I turned to him, looking at him from beneath my lashes “Want to dance with me swetie?” 

Any ounce of patie