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“Glad you like it. I hope you’re hungry.”

She rubbed her stomach. “Actually, I am. Looks beautiful outside. What’s the occasion?”

“Me, begging for forgiveness.”

“Hunter—”

“I’m serious.”

“No, Hunter. Let me see your hand before that blister gets any larger. You need burn cream.”

“We have burn cream?”

“Yes we do, Tarzan. A very useful item in a first-aid kit. Keep it under water for now.”

She grabbed a kitchen stool and hopped up, reaching to the cabinet above the fridge. Her silky robe rose, exposing the ribbon of lace cutting through her ass cheeks. My dick hardened. Her seed-shaped pussy swell peeked through her panties as she rose to her toes. I’d do anything to watch her shiver underneath my touch as I ran my fingers over the heated mound.

“What are you looking at?”

I tilted my head higher, guilty and unashamed. “Your beautiful ass is rounder than I remember.”

“You saw my naked ass two nights ago. How can it be rounder?”

“I don’t know. Feels like it’s been longer. Maybe that’s why I can’t remember.”

She stepped down the ladder and returned to the counter. “That makes little sense. Let me see your hand.”

I lifted my bright red palm, and she secured a towel underneath my hand.

“Does it hurt?”

“Feels frozen, but nothing a little pussy juice can’t cure.”

She snorted through a laugh. “Is that your way of hitting on me?”

“I was hoping the dinner, candles, and soft lighting might do it.”

She giggled, and I tugged on her silk robe.

“Is this from your aunt’s collection?”

She bit her lip. Hesitant sparkles danced in her eyes. “Yes,” she whispered. Then her face fell sad, and tears came to the verge of spilling.

“What’s the matter?” I asked.

“I’m a Hartley. My parents aren’t my parents, my brothers aren’t my brothers, and I… I just feel like I’m losing everything.”

They told her.

“Hey, hey. You’re not losing everything. I’m not going anywhere, and neither is your family.”

“I… I can’t think. I don’t want to think.”

I brought her hand to my lips. “I’m so sorry for your pain. I’m so sorry for everything.”

She stepped closer, and our breaths met. Her gorgeous thighs and heavy breasts pressed against my skin, their coolness burning over my body. I lowered my head until my lips hovered above hers. My mouth skimmed her earlobe, my lips tracing up the outer rim, and she trembled. Her body molded into mine, and I secured my hold around her. Her soft skin firmed underneath my touch. One handed, I grazed over her delicate curves and took a long whiff. She smelled so good.

Her sniffle stopped me mid-breath, and I pulled away. A trail of tears stained my shirt.

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