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Her thighs look smooth, and I want to crawl between them and discover what they feel like against my face. And further down, my eyes snag on her tiny little feet, each nail painted a bright red, and on the top of her foot is a trio of interlocking hearts tattooed into the pale skin.

I want to taste her.

I want to start at her toes and work my way up to her pussy, inch by glorious inch.

Not able to stop myself, my gaze travels back up her body, over the apex of her thighs, up her belly, and – I swallow – to the outline of her nipples through the soft fabric of her shirt. If it can even be called a shirt. The thin clingy material is leaving little to the imagination, especially with how much soft, tempting skin is on display above the neckline. A man could suffocate himself in her body. And what a glorious way to go that would be.

As I watch, the material over her tits stretches tighter as her fingers tug at the bottom of her tank top.

My eyes snap up to hers. She caught me staring and the last thing I want to do is make her uncomfortable.

But then she speaks.

“I know this probably sounds stupid,” she starts, “but I like having you here.” Biting her lip, she glances away. “You make me feel safe.”

She meant it as a compliment, but it sends my mind into all dangerous territory. Thinking of all the sharp corners in this world.

I’m moving towards her before I can stop myself, “Do you not feel safe here when you’re alone?”

I hate that she’s here with no one to help her. No one to protect her.

Maddie shrugs, “I’m used to it.”

My feet take me closer until we’re only an arm’s length away from each other. “How long have you been living by yourself?”

An emotion I can’t place flitters across her face before she answers, “A while.”

Her eyes leave mine and she bites her lip again.

The act makes her seem nervous, but she literally just told me that I make her feel safe so that can’t be right.

But then she turns, leaving the living space, heading towards what must be her bedroom. And I can’t look away because each step she takes causes her ass and thighs to jiggle. And…Goddammit! I want this woman.

Frozen in indecision, I stay exactly where I am as she disappears into the room.

A quiet click preludes a soft pink glow fills the previously dark doorway.

I want to follow her.

Obviously, I want to follow her.

But she’s been drinking. She’s not falling down drunk, she’s hardly even unsteady on her feet anymore, but it doesn’t matter. Nothing can happen between us. Well, nothingmore, I correct myself. That kiss shouldn’t have happened.

“Axel?”

Maybe one more kiss wouldn’t be the end of the world. But that’s it. Hard stop.

“What is it, Baby Doll?” Feeling warm, I unzip my hoodie as I slowly follow her footsteps.

There’s a rustling of fabric, and I step into Maddie’s room just as she crawls into bed. Her bed.

The sight of her shimmying into bed, hair spread out across her pillow, waiting for someone to tuck her in… it steals my breath.

Her gaze doesn’t meet mine, instead it’s focused on my chest and I remember the reason why I’d worn the hoodie in the first place.

My hand runs down the front of my shirt. “It’s not dirty, just stained. I promise.”

The corner of her mouth tips up and this time she does meet my eyes, “I wouldn’t mind either way.”

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