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I hear the tremor in her voice Calls like this are never easy The hours that follow are even“I’m on my way”

Faith slides to her feet before I end the call

I take notice of the way her a by the outline of her furled nipples, she’s not wearing a bra

“I need to go to the clinic,” I say as though she’s not aware

She reaches for her backpack to slide the strap over her shoulder “I’ll head home Thank you for dinner, Dr Hawthorne”

“Matthew,” I say, half wishing I could hear her call ht before I slide my cock between those plump pink lips

“Matthew,” she repeats in barely ht”

“Me too”

I stare at her, wishing like hell that this evening wasn’t ending so soon I know this is wrong It can’t happen again

Faith Upton is forbidden fruit

She’s too young for me, far too innocent for my touch, and the student of a friend

“I’ll see you around,” she says with a smile

I watch her er on her ass before I drop aze to the floor

I need to forget about her and every word she wrote in that diary aboutthe fact that she wants to feel the bite of my teeth on the flesh of her perfect ass

Chapter Twelve

Faith

It’s been al doubt I had about whether or not he read the juiciest parts of my diary has all but evaporated

I’ve replayed our dinner together in ht hearted and fun There wasn’t anything sinister about it, and I didn’t catch hi at me in shocked horror, which I’m sure he would have had he read some of my diary entries

I’ve reread a few of theh they rate a five out of five on the blush factor scale, I’m secure in my belief that I’m the only one who has ever laid eyes on them

“You look hot as fuck,” Gwynn says as she walks into my bedroom “I told you that dress was the winner”