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It’s the way she’s standing, her arh to protect herself froainst her breasts so that they bulge upward, igniting that deep hunger inside of me

Her hair is all wavy down her back, her shirt pale and wide at the neck, showing just a little skin But enough to get

“Where are we going?” she murmurs

“I’et in”

I cliwheel as I warn hts fly out of my lips before I’ve had the chance to decide I want to tell her

But what a?

There’s no plan here I’ia shivering through my mind

I’s that haven’t even happened with Bria yet, for the first ti in her eyes as she approaches me at the altar

It should be impossible…

No, fuck that word, fuck that word

It doesn’t matter what it should be It s taking possession of me

But I can’t let them rule me I have to be in control

I alh at the notion as Bria nervously walks around to the passenger side and climbs in She lets out a short cute-as-fuck breath as she sits down, interlocking her hands in her lap after putting her handbag in the footwell

Control?

Yeah, right

My gaze rests on her handbag for a few moments, at the scuff marks on it, hoorn the strap is

For a crazy oddamn penny I have Because it’s hers already, half hers… I own her, and she owns me

I’ me

It’s a , a man’s duty to provide for his family

I squeeze the steering wheel harder, taking in the sight of her thick teht black pants

Fuck

To bite down on those thighs, sink my teeth in and listen to the way itharder, kissing and nibbling to le part of her

I start the engine and turn on to the road