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I’d turn full savage and tear at her clothes, grip her ass and fuck her hard against one of the trees.
But no, no.
What if somebody else saw her?
It would drive me to murder.
“I’m glad you came,” she says a moment later.
“I wasn’t going to say no,” I grit out, struggling to repress the need surging inside me.
It’s like she’s setting me on fire. Just being close to her is a struggle.
“Why?” She looks up at me, as though it takes her an effort, summoning bravery. “And why did you send me that letter, where you said all those… things?”
The helm of my cock throbs as it grinds against my pants. Her nativity and shyness and her youth make me want to grab her, take her someplace private, and use her young hot body, fuck her hard and brutally until my seed is exploding inside of her.
“Because I meant them,” I say, somehow tempering my voice. “I’m not saying it was a smart decision. But I meant every word, Lorelei.”
“You really want me… like that?”
I take a step forward, reaching out. But then she quickly steps back, shaking her head.
“We can’t, not here,” she says passionately. “I don’t think I’ll…”
“Wait a second, baby girl,” I snarl. “Were you about to say you don’t think you’ll be able to stop?”
Let her say no. Let her say no so I can at least try to resist her.
But instead, she does the sexiest thing ever.
She bites her lip and nods, moaning softly, as though her pussy is already soaked thinking about all the things we’re going to do to each other.
“Maybe we can go for a walk,” she murmurs. “I mean if anybody sees us… we can just say we ran into each other and we’re being friendly, right?”
I almost tell her no, I refuse to sneak around like that. But we haven’t done anything yet, well, except for the way I unleashed my desire in that letter I wrote. Apart from that, though, we’ve managed to keep it civil and surface-level.
“That sounds like a plan,” I grunt, having to force the words out.
The only thing I really want to do is drag her somewhere no one else can see her and strip off those clothes. I wonder if she’ll bite her lip in that same shy way when I glide my hand up her thick succulent thighs, teasing closer and closer to her hole…
Damn, she’s right. We’ve got to get moving or I’ll act on my primal impulses.
We walk away from the trees together, close enough to touch but somehow resisting the desire. Our path takes us around the pond, past dog walkers and others enjoying the park.
That, at least, will stop me from grabbing that tempting ass, shifting in her pants as she walks. It’s so big and perfect, the sort of ass a man could sink his hands into, greedily squeezing her flesh as she whimpers and writhes, getting closer and closer to the edge.
And now I’m thinking about how that ass would look as I slipped my cock between her cheeks, finding her tight hole, ramming into her, watching as it jiggled as my cock disappeared between her legs.
“It’s been a long time,” she says quietly.
I force myself to look at her face. The rest of her is too inviting.
Hell, and her face isn’t?
She has the most kissable lips, pouty and perfect, her eyes the most beautiful shade of green.
“Yeah,” I say gruffly.
“You haven’t been to the house for a year, ever since my last birthday.”
“I have, Lorelei.”
“Just not when I’m there,” she goes on. “Just when you know I’m at school.”
I nod. “Yeah, that’s true.”
She returns my nod as she walks to the edge of the water. She folds her arms across her middle causing her breasts to shift beneath her forearms, my head cloudy and foggy with the need to touch them.
“I guess it would’ve been awkward,” she murmurs. “Seeing each other after what happened, what almost happened.”
“It’s not that,” I growl.
“No?”
“If I came by and your parents were out, and you were there all alone, Lorelei, I’d turn into a fucking animal. I’d drag you upstairs, tear off your clothes and throw you down on the bed. I’d fuck you hard, savagely, because you turn me into an animal. Just looking at you is hard enough to handle.”
“I can’t believe you want me that badly…”
“Well, believe it,” I snap fiercely. “Because I want you more than I can explain. No, not want. I need you.”
I warn myself to be careful. I can’t tell her about the fantasies that have flooded my mind ever since she turned eighteen, of claiming her soaked hole and making her mine forever, catapulting us into family life, children laughing in our home as she sits in her office hammering out her next bestseller.
