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When I finish settingup the fishing gear, Asher and Pacey are pulling up and Lucy is nowhere to be seen. I spend a few minutes with the guys, every second grating. Not just at the thought of Lucy alone in the woods. The girl has been camping before. She knows what to do and how to take care of herself.

But she ran off.

And every second I stand around talking, she’s getting farther and farther away.

The idea of hunting her down has my pulse racing and my dick hardening.

I warned her. I like the chase, and more than that, I live for the capture.

My Little Dove doesn’t know what she has started, but she will. Oh, she will.

And this time when I catch her,she’s mine.

I don’t bother telling anyone I’m leaving. They are all grown and can handle themselves. I have a woman to track down.

Stepping off the path, I tilt my head and listen for the sound of her footfalls. They are distant, but I can hear them. Taking off in that direction, I spot her up ahead. When I reach that spot, however, I stop. Directly across from where I’m standing, I just barely make out the outline of her body. But what I see makes my mouth run dry. She’s touching herself, running a hand between her thighs and up. Her skirt lifts, but I can’t see much else.

I take a step closer, needing to be near her. The desire to watch her bring herself pleasure is intense.

Or even better, to taste her. To feel her soft skin against mine. I need her like a fire needs oxygen.


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