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“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“You want to talk now?” she gasped, looking down at her delicious little body as if that somehow negated my question. “Dammit, Jeremy. You could at least turn around!” she scolded, but I shook my head.

“I know it’s been a while, but this greenhouse belongs to me. You’re breaking and entering, Rena. I don’t think you are in a position to demand anything, seeing as how I am still deciding on whether to call the authorities,” I bluffed.

Her face blanched, and she gnawed her lower lip the way she used to when we did geometry together. Fuck. She was so cute. I shouldn’t have said what I did. But I couldn’t help but tease her. Always so serious.

“You would call the cops on me?” she asked, aghast.

“Depends. What are you doing here, Rena?”

“I came to see about the house. I’m selling it now that they’re both gone,” she murmured, and my heart squeezed in my chest.

“I am so very sorry for your loss, Rena. Mr. and Mrs. Grimaldi were the best people I knew. They were wonderful, and will be greatly missed,” I said, meaning it.

“Thank you, Jeremy. They were fond of you, too. Um, so, what now?” she asked after a moment.

“First, what were you planning on doing with that carrot?” I asked, envisioning all sorts of naughty things.

“What do you mean?” Rena stopped and gasped, covering her gaping mouth with one hand while she caught on to my meaning, freeing her fantastic tits with the same gesture.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

It had been a pretty long dry spell for me, and all I could think about was sliding my dick between those generous mounds. I pictured myself fucking her tits then sliding between those plump pussy lips I’d seen only minutes before, and my cock thumped harder behind my shorts. I reached down and adjusted myself quickly, hoping she didn’t catch me, but she was too busy trying to manage both breasts with one arm.

Never happen, sweetheart.

It wasn’t like that negligee left much to the imagination. However, when I’d asked that naughty little question, Rena’s eyes had widened for a moment. She looked interested.

Excitement danced along my veins as I gave her body a slow, thorough perusal. She shivered, and I knew it was not from the cold. The greenhouse was kept at a strict eighty-eight degrees, even with the broken pane of glass, it was like a rainforest inside the enormous structure.

“You know, you were a heartbreaker when you were a kid, Rena. But seeing you now,” I said, shaking my head.

“What about me now?” she asked mutinously.

I wondered what assholes she’d been dating to earn that look on her face. Like she’d expected me to say something insulting or disparaging. Was she kidding? She was a fucking knockout.

“You’re drop-dead fucking gorgeous, Reina,” I told her, meaning every word.

“Yeah, right,” she said, but it was too late.

I’d seen her mouth drop open and her eyes flash like she was shocked at the compliment. I didn’t know who the dickhead was who’d hurt her, but I knew I was going to make sure she never doubted her beauty again.

I mean, Reina was just so fucking sexy. If I didn’t control myself soon, I was liable to come in my pants just from fantasizing about her. And it wasn’t just those gorgeous tits or her perfectly round ass that made her beautiful. It was her. I doubt the studious girl I’d known who loved baking and growing things as much as she loved reading and listening to music and changed all that much. She was so kind, so smart, so damn cute, young Jeremy had found it impossible not to fall for her.

An idea began to develop in my head.

CHAPTER SIX- JEREMY

“Tell you what, Reina. I won’t involve the authorities if you play by my rules.”

“Your rules?”

“Yep. First, how long are you here for?” I asked, suddenly curious.

“A few days. I don’t know,” she replied, lifting her hand then dropping it down again.

Sigh. Back to covering those deliciously hard nipples, much to my annoyance.

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