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Summer is so, so slick as she orgasms hard around my shaft, her strangled cries of my name launching me over the edge with her. “Shit. Yes, yes, yes, baby,” I growl facedown in the pillow. “Take it, princess. Take it. Fill that perfect pussy up with my cum,” bucking and rutting against the bed as I jerk off ropes of my spend into the sheets.
Fuck. I do realize I’m going to all kinds of hell for fantasizing about her like this. I’m sure Satan’s got a seat right next to him reserved for me. Send me now, I’m not stopping. I can’t ignore the feeling, the certainty that’s taken root in my lungs. I just know. This goes beyond lewd cravings. This angel is the one for me.
I roll onto my back. Spread eagle. Spent. Half-hard dick lolling, drippily, over to one thigh. I’m still panting as a hearty aroma curls beneath the bedroom door and assails my nostrils.
And she cooks? Evidently something tasty, too.
I sit up, dizzily, hungry. My neck cracks when I crank my head to each side. I may be momentarily relieved of the ache that is Summer’s grade-A curves and cheeky attitude. But tension still wracks my body. It’s not cool to fuck around with a much-younger girl, but the image of her soft body in that kitschy Little House on the Prairie dress, shivering beneath my touch—it won’t leave my mind. I want that woman. I need to possess her, not only so I can protect her from any asshole that tries to do her wrong, but because cupid’s arrow pierced my heart and it’s wedged in deep.
I am well aware she’s been through some shit. Summer doesn’t need a caveman pining for her. She needs a gentleman. I can be that, long as I keep my balls drained of all this cum that wants to bury in her. I want all of her, her body, and the rest. Now until forever.
If I had my way in fact, I would slip a ring on her finger immediately.
That thought hits me some kind of way. I haven’t even asked a woman on a date since before the army. Most of my relationships have lasted precisely one night. Building a business doesn’t leave a ton of free time. And the time I do have, is mine. Up ’til now.
Now I want to give it all to her.
I get out of bed, zip my still-quasi-hard dick in a pair of jeans, and decide to go make some coffee.
The hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention the moment I step into the hallway. Something ain’t right. I don’t know how I know. Like I didn’t know whenever our Humvee was about to roll over a bomb, I just always knew.
And I didn’t know that the last punch I threw at my raging stepfather was going to be the last punch he ever got. I just. Knew.
Breakfast looks stunning, the table set for two, but Summer isn’t here. “What is it, dog?” I see Topher in the window, his hackles raised like mine. He is making guttural, braying sounds. “Where is she, boy? What’s out there?”
But when I peer out, it’s just trees and quiet. Stillness. My heart drops into my stomach. Gone? She’s gone. No. The fuck she is. No.
My lips peel back in a snarl. Hulk fists ball at my sides. If someone found her, took her, I hope they’re ready.
I load up on guns and my ax and then grab Topher’s leash and clip it on him. I give him a good long smell of her dress. He turns away from it when he’s done, giving a satisfied lick of his chops as he trains his stare into the woods. We’re going to track our girl and then we’re going to dismember those fuckers limb from limb.
