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She nodded, her head resting against my chest. “Why do you do this, Locke? Why do you protect me?”
I leaned in closer to her, my eyes never leaving hers. “Because I care about you, Storee.”
She looked away, her eyes downcast. “Like a father?”
I frowned, not liking the implications of her question. “No, not like a father. Something more,” I admitted, the words slipping out before I could stop them.
Storee looked up at me, her eyes wide with surprise. “What… what do you mean, ‘something more’?”
I knew I was treading on dangerous ground here, but I couldn’t help myself. I had cared about Storee for a long time, and now that she was sitting here, vulnerable and scared, I knew that I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“I mean that I’ve always had feelings for you, Storee. Deep feelings. And seeing you so close to danger tonight… it made me realize that I can’t keep pretending that I’m just your friend. I want to be more than that. I want to protect you, take care of you, be there for you no matter what. And not just from afar.”
For a moment, Storee just stared at me, her mouth hanging open in shock. But then, slowly, she reached up and touched my cheek, her fingers tracing the lines of my face.
“I’ve always cared about you too, Locke,” she whispered. “But I never knew if you felt the same way. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship by saying something. I didn’t—”
I didn’t give her a chance to say another word, leaning in and capturing her lips with mine. She hesitated for a moment before responding, her hands finding their way to my shirt as she pulled me closer.
She looked up at me, her lips parted just slightly, her eyes wide and nervous.
My hands gripped her arms. I could feel the softness of her skin, the heat of her body. “I should not be doing this.”
I had no idea why I was. The only logical explanation was that I was desperate for her, willing to do anything to have her, even if only for a moment.
I reached up and brushed a strand of hair from her face, my fingers gently tracing her cheek. I could feel her breath on my lips as she stared into my eyes.
I slammed my lips against her, taking what I needed, pleasing the craving that was raging in my body. I wasn’t a man anymore. I was an animal. A fucking beast. Once again, I was losing control around this woman.
She melted against me, her mouth opening for me, her breath mingling with mine.
I growled as her tongue wrapped around mine, her hands gripping my shirt, pulling me closer to her.
I deepened the kiss, my hands winding around her waist. This was the moment I had been waiting for, the moment I had wanted for so long. And now that it was finally happening, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I wanted her, all of her.
Storee moaned into my mouth, her hands trailing down to my hips as she pulled me closer. I could feel the heat radiating off her body, her desire for me evident in the way she was responding to my touch.
The kiss was intense, fueled by the emotions we had both kept hidden for so long. I could feel the heat rising between us as our tongues tangled together, and I knew that we were teetering on the edge of something dangerous.
But I couldn’t stop myself. Not when Storee was in my arms, her body pressed against mine, and her lips moving in perfect sync with the kiss.
I knew I would regret it in the morning, but I didn’t care. This was my chance to have her, to make her mine, and I wasn’t going to let it slip through my fingers.
I slid my hands up and down her back, letting them rest on her waist before I reached up and pulled her white nightgown over her head, letting it drop to the floor beside the couch.
Storee Brooks was wearing white panties and nothing else.
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust. She didn’t say anything, though, and neither did I. Instead, I dipped my head down again, letting my lips trail down her neck as my hands moved over her smooth skin. She moaned out loud and I could feel her hands tugging at my shirt, trying to pull it over my head. I resisted, though, and instead slid my hand down over her breast, willing myself to go slower.
I wasn’t some teenager, desperate to get my first piece of ass, and I wanted to savor this moment. I wanted to take in every inch of Storee’s delicate skin, the way it felt under my fingertips.
When my hands reached her breasts, I took my time, gently caressing her, letting my fingertips brush against her nipple, feeling it harden under my touch. She grabbed my shirt again, this time tugging at it more aggressively until I finally relented, pulling it off and tossing it aside.
As soon as I took off my shirt, I could feel her hands reaching up to my shoulders, her soft fingers tracing the outlines of my body. I could feel her pulse, racing against my fingertips.
“Once we start,” I warned.
“We don’t stop,” she finished the sentence for me.
