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Three days wasn’t enough. I didn’t know enough about her. How could I in such a short time? But I knew there was chemistry here. Need. Desire. Possessiveness, too. She flared protective instincts that were off the charts. I stormed into Kincaids to get to her when she drunk dialed me. I pretty much broke into her house the night before when I found out her mom was there, ditching the guys and my going away beers at Kincaids.
Her pussy was mine. Her orgasms. Her cries of pleasure. Her sly smiles that were just for me. Her curious nature. Her… She was mine.
But she wasn’t.
I was leaving and she was going to find some other guy who would see the real woman she tried so fucking hard to protect.
I growled.
She stirred. Sniffed. Lifted her head to look at me. It was dark, but I hadn’t closed the blinds when I carried her to bed and the moon was bright. She was cast in a white glow, but I could see her clearly.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“Come with me.”
Shit. I hadn’t meant to say that. No, I had.
“What?”
“Come with me. To Scotland.”
She pushed up to sitting and now her bare body glowed.
Fuck, she was so pretty. Those full tits were heavy and just begging to be cupped and sucked. I hadn’t put my dick between those lush globes yet and fucked them.
Now I was hard. Shit.
“You want me to go to Scotland with you?”
I nodded against the pillow. “Yeah. Why not?”
Her eyes widened. “My life is here. I have a job. Fred’s having puppies next week.”
Fred was asleep, making whiffling sounds from her dog bed Melly had placed by the window.
“Danny can raise the puppies.” Now I was asking her to be Haven, abandoning puppies to go live her life elsewhere. Ditching them with the dad. “Look, all I know is this isn’t done. Us. I want more.”
“You’re leaving the country. There can’t be more.”
“Come with me,” I repeated. “It’ll be fun.”
She shook her head. “No. I want more, too, but this is it. The contract’s almost over. I can’t just leave.”
“Why not?”
“The puppies–”
“Won’t be puppies for long. We can change the contract if you want. My house. Your house. The world.”
Leaning down, she kissed me, her tits pressing into my chest. “I can’t.”
“Can’t, or won’t?” I said, stroking her silky hair back as it fell around us in a curtain.
“Both.” She kissed me again with much more enthusiasm, then rose so she straddled my waist. “One last time.”
When she sank down onto me, one last time sounded fucking awful.
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