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I breathe it in again, and my mind is filled with her.

Payton.

Her pale skin. Her scared eyes.

My breathing picks up.

The fear in her eyes shouldn’t excite me.

I want to protect her.

I want to walk away so she doesn’t get hurt.

But her eyes… those goddamn eyes. The flecks of midnight in those blue orbs.

When I woke her from that nightmare, she stared up at me like I might save her. Like I was something other than the boogeyman lurking in the shadows. Like maybe I could be more.

And the moment her fingers curled around my forearm…

I groan, and my dick reacts the same way it did in that moment, hardening to its full length.

“Fuck.” I bite out the word even as I tip the bottle over and fill my palm with her body wash. The red liquid glistening in the dim light.

Setting the bottle down, I brace my free hand on the marble wall and lower the other.

You’re a sick fuck.

But even my inner hatred can’t stop me now.

My palm connects with my cock, and I let the rose scent engulf my senses.

“Jesus,” I hiss, as I tighten my grip. The body wash making my cock slippery.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I tighten my grip on my dick and begin to stroke. Only instead ofmyhand, I imagine it’s Payton’s sweet hot cunt hugging my dick. Her slickness, her need for me, removing the friction.

Pumping my hips, I fuck my fist and I pretend I’m hovering over her.

Pretend it’s her eyes blinking up at me. A mix of fear and hero-worship looking back at me, tightening my balls.

I think about the way her tits would bounce as I slammed into her. Our hips connecting, jolting her body.

Her soft curves writhing underneath me. Trying to get away, yet trying to pull me in deeper.

She’d probably cry out.

My fingers squeeze harder.

She’d probably scream. Her previous lovers not as endowed as me. Not as ruthless. Not as cruel.

My hips thrust faster.

I bet she’d suck me so good.

Those pouty lips. Those full cheeks.

That Sweet Girl could take me.

She could swallow my cock.

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