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Davis

I dryher carefully after her bath, caressing every inch with the tattered towels that have been up here for years. She’s so fucking beautiful I hardly feel worthy. But here we fucking are.

I carry her, newlywed-style, from the bathroom back to the bed and lay her down to rest. The fire is stoked to keep it balmy in here so she can parade around naked and not be cold.

Her pretty Money blue eyes are heavy with sleep, her delicate cheeks pinked with the warmth of the water. In my chest, I’m feeling feelings I’ve never felt for a woman. The desire to protect her. The desire to keep her safe. The desire—nah, the fuckingneed—to take her apart so that in I can put her back together with something we created together growing inside her.

I make sure she’s safe and warm in the bed, bundled up in blankets, hair damp and curled. Then I drag myself away from her and step outside. The cold morning air stings my face and I crack my neck side to side. Fuck.Fuck.

Now that I’m away from her, I can take a step back from the last handful of hours. And the seriousness of what just happened makes itself crystal fucking clear.

What the fuck am I doing? What the fuckwasthat?

It was like she fucking mesmerized me. Bewitched me. But all that shit about impurity, that’s not the reason. Actually, it’s the opposite. It’s her purity, her innocence, her beauty that drew me to her.

But I’m a grown-ass motherfucker. I need nobody and nothing except myself and to take care of my obligations. Then I set eyes on her, and her fucking curves and dimples and red satin dress and I’m ass pussy whipped as a teenager.

I fucked her raw. Several times. It was fucking amazing.

Whumpgoes my fist against the trunk of the rotten old ash, sending bark flying.

The sting of the impact does nothing to cut through the way I want her. I still smell her cunt on me, her musk, her youth.

I stomp off through the woods, to the pond that eddies by the river. I pick up a handful of stones and skip them across the surface of the water. Because seriously. Fuckingseriously.What am I doing?

I’ve got shit to take care of, and huge responsibilities.

But when she finds out who I really am? And what I’ve done? This sweet babydoll will be gone.

And, if it’s not enough to find out about the lives that ended by my hands?

When she sees my life and runs the other direction? I’ve made a few attempts in my life to do the ‘normal’ thing and date. Fucking mess. Cheating. Check.

Ghosting me after an introduction to my brother?

Check.

Check.

That happened twice. That was enough. Waste of fucking time and now? I’ve fucked this little girl bareback and what if she decides to bolt when she figures out, I’ve already got a full house of obligations that I’ll never abandon.

Shit.

I exhale toward the blue sky. Clouds roll in, white and fluffy telling me the storm that was supposed to come through must have moved south.

I toss the last of the stones and head back. My mind is full of her, fucking swimming in her. Last night, it was like we were the only two people left in the world. Adam and Eve and sin itself and nothing else existed but us. The way her pussy tightened around me. The way her blood flooded over my balls.

The way I want to nut inside her until she’s bulging with me, tits swollen and milky.

FuckingChrist.So right, but so fucking wrong.

When I get inside she’s not in the bed and my heart lodges in my throat until I see the bathroom door closed. She comes out wearing one ofmysweatshirts, that she must’ve found in the closet. Camo print, way too big for her. The bottom falls right at the place where her beautiful thighs meet. Revealing nothing and yet everything.

Fuck, she looks amazing. And looks surprised to see me. In her sleepiness, without makeup, in my baggy hoodie, I can see how fucking young she really is. My core tightens with the fucking wrongness of it. But my dick fucking aches to feel her again.

“Do you want to leave?” I ask her.

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