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I sloppily park the car in a clearing about a quarter mile from my house.The road has become too slippery to risk venturing further up the mountain.It’s always treacherous, even when it’s not pouring rain, so I’m not taking any chances now that I have precious cargo aboard.

I run over to the passenger side of the truck and pick Little Sloane up in my arms.The storm brought her to my doorstep, and it won’t keep me from taking her home with me.

“What are you doing?”she squeals.

“Taking you home without you getting your feet wet.”

I take big, swift steps while the rain soaks the both of us.By the time we get to my cabin, my fingers are freezing, and Sloane is shivering.

“I can hardly feel my chin or legs,” she says through chattering teeth.

“We should warm up with a hot bath.”

She hesitates for a moment, then follows me into the bathroom.I open the faucet and fill the freestanding tub with hot water.I add some bath foam, eliciting a snicker from Sloane.

She grabs the bottle from the shelf and arches an eyebrow.“Bath foam with Epsom salt?”

I shrug.“It was a housewarming gift from Luna.”

“That’s nice, although I bet your sister didn’t think you’d use it for a bath with a girl.”

I wrap her in my arms and wipe a strand of hair from her beautiful face.“Not just any girl.Little Sloane.My girl.”

My heart beats a hundred miles per hour.What if she doesn’t want to go all in?What if she doesn’t want to be my girl but would rather have a fling?

“Your girl, huh?That’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me,” she whispers.

Over the top of her head, I see that the water level is high enough, so I release her to turn off the faucet.“It’s ready.”

Sloane moves toward me and pulls her sweater over her head.Her cheeks are red, but I’m unsure if it’s because of the cold or because she’s nervous.

I lower my head to kiss her again.Her lips are warm and soft.Her tongue pushes against my mouth, and I eagerly open it.

She tugs on the belt of my pants and manages to loosen it.They fall to my ankles, and I kick them off, then shove them aside.

“If this is what happens when making deliveries, I should tell Benson I’ll deliver every single order to your house myself from now on,” she jokes.

“You’d better.You’re the only one I trust with my special nuts.”

She laughs, the warm sound filling the bathroom and seeping straight into my heart.

I put my hands on her hips, drawing circles on the sliver of skin between her pants and shirt with my thumbs.She lets out a small gasp.

“Do you want me to stop?”I ask.

“Don’t you dare.”

I move my hands, grabbing the seam of her shirt and slowly pulling it over her head.Her body is revealed to me, inch by gorgeous inch.I let my eyes feast on her curves.She’s no longer Little Sloane.She’s all woman now.

I let her shirt fall to the ground while she steps out of her jeans.Then, she slowly rolls her panties down while keeping her gaze locked with mine.If I’m not careful, I’m going to come here and now.

She reaches behind her back, unclasping her bra.Her tits fall free, and an involuntary moan escapes my mouth.A tattoo covers part of her left side.I never knew she had more than one tattoo.I always thought the one on her forearm was the only one.Seeing her like this is almost like she let me in on a secret.

“Fuck, Sloane, you’re… Wow.”

She grins as if she knows all too well how hot she is.She swings one leg over the edge of the bathtub, then the other.Her round ass disappears into the water as she sits, but the water doesn’t reach her tits.

“Are you coming?”she asks.

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