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Fucker.

Lance

A part of me wants to slip that dress over her hips and fuck her into tomorrow, but that wouldn’t be very smart of me. She’s been out drinking, and the way her eyes are glossed over, shimmering with every tempting gaze, I know she isn’t fully in control of herself tonight.

Denying her, though, goes against everything my body wants and needs. I just need to make it through the night.

I rinse my mouth and wash my face, hoping the couple extra minutes settle the erection that’s bulging against my zipper.

When I step into the bedroom again, I find Scarlet with her dress gliding up her waist. Her eyes lock on me as if she was waiting before, and then she pulls the tight material over her chest, her breasts heavy and bared to me.

“Scarlet,” I warn.

The material bunches at her neck. “Help me, please.”

I look to the ceiling, the fairy lights sparkling above.Give me fucking strength. I take long strides toward her, stopping when I’m a foot away. She closes the distance with one step, her nipples brushing my chest.

I shouldn’t want to be naked.

Her tits are fucking perfect.

I gently lift the fabric from over her head, helping her pull it up her arms. She takes it from me and drops it to the floor.

My eyes blaze over her face. “I’m trying so fucking hard here,” I say in disbelief.

She reaches for my hands that hang at my sides, then drags them up her ribs and higher to cup her full breasts.

“Scar…” I squeeze them, teasing my thumbs over her nipples, desperate to lean down and ravish the rose-pink buds with my mouth. “The things I want to do to you. You’d think I’d be satisfied after last night.”

Her head tilts. “If you thought you could fuck me out of your system, Mr Sullivan, you were sorely mistaken.”

No, I knew that would never be possible again when you looked up at me on your knees this morning.

God, I’m too fucking far gone.

I move my hands around to her sides and lift her body in my arms. “Bed.” I drop her to the mattress and try not to look at her as I pull back the covers.

She slips under the sheets, and I have to tamp down my disappointment when she covers her chest.

I begin to strip, leaving only my boxer briefs on.

“Are we just going to cuddle?” she asks sarcastically.

“That’s exactly what we’re going to do.”

She grins, rolling to her side as I climb in. I face her, lifting my arm and nodding for her to slip into the gap, but she’s already there, filling it. Her body is cold compared to mine, and she plasters herself against me, searching for more warmth. I wrap her in my arms, my eyes closing once her shoulders relax.

“You’re really hard, Lance.”

“Go to sleep, Scarlet.”

After a few moments of silence, her breathing evens out, and I’m certain she’s asleep. I smooth my hand down her spine, pulling back to see her eyes are closed. My lips meet her forehead, and I pause there, appreciating the feeling of having her so close to me. I’ve not held someone like this in so long. And when she was out tonight, I couldn’t stop thinking about where she might be. Who she was with, and if she was safe.

“I shouldn’t want to keep you.” My jaw flexes, and I shut my eyes, shaking my head.

She makes me softer somehow. I’ve never been able to talk to a woman like I do Scarlet. I’d never tell the guys half the things I’ve said to her.

I’d never hear the end of it.

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