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“Are you sure you want to help me or get involved in this? I stole from you, so I’m obviously not a good person. Besides, I wouldn’t want to be a burden to you.”

He saunters over to me, and he squats down. My small hands are swallowed up in his the moment he takes them.

“You could never be a burden to me. Besides, you didn’t ask for my help; I offered it.”

I open my mouth to speak, but the only words I can form are, “I’m Riley; what’s your name?”

“Chase. Chase Langford. So, will you come with me?”

Chapter Four

Chase

The last time I was terrified of anything was when I was a twelve-year-old boy alone in the house when the fuse box blew. Suddenly, everything went dark, and I started hearing loud noises coming from the basement.

I locked myself in my room, screaming my head out till my parents got back from dinner. After that encounter, I went down to that basement, turned off the lights, and stayed there in complete darkness till I stopped being afraid of the dark.

And yet that experience was not as scary as waiting to find out whether my little thief would tell me to leave her room and shut the door in my face after I told her to leave Misty River with me.

“All right, I’ll go with you.”

“You will?”

I can’t help the surprise in my voice. In my experience, most women will say hell no to an offer from a man they barely know, let alone one they stole from, to leave town together. But not my little thief.

“Yes, I will. I trust you.”

“Good. Let me pack up your things; we’re leaving at midnight.”

I’m trying to act normal, but inside, I’m exhilarated. I can’t believe I get to watch over this devastatingly beautiful woman, keep her safe, and make her mine. Yes, I want to protect her, but let’s not get it twisted that that’s the only thing I want or that I’m doing all this out of the goodness of my heart.

I’m not a good person. In my years as a private investigator, I’ve destroyed people’s marriages and families with my discoveries and ended people’s careers and futures without batting an eye, so believe me when I say I’m no hero.

But this woman, easily the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on, says that she trusts me, so I’m gonna be the man who’s gonna earn that trust, whatever it takes.

After icing her bruise for about an hour, I carefully wrap the bandage around her, using all the self-control I have and then some to keep from staring at her breasts, which, from my peripheral view, I can already tell are ripe and perfect, but I refrain from looking.

“Try and get some sleep; we have an hour till we have to leave.”

She smiles at me, her perfectly symmetrical white teeth coming into view for a second, and my cock instantly hardens. “And you, what will you be doing for the next hour?”

“Watching over you.”

She nods, closes her heavy eyes, and almost immediately drifts off to sleep. My cock jerks again, reminding me that it’s still steel hard and wants, no needs, some relief.

When I’m sure that Riley is out like a light, I check the door and window again before going into the bathroom to attend to my stiff cock.

Once inside, I unbuckle my belt and zip down my pants before whipping out my rock-hard cock. I’ve been hard many times before now, but it’s mostly only when I’ve had physical contact with a woman.

I’ve never been this hot and hard from just looking into a woman’s eyes, from her smile, or from hearing her voice-assmooth as silk—‘til I met my little red head. Everything about her turns me the fuck on, and now, as I pour saliva into my palm and pull it back and forth over my full length, it’s all I can do not to go into the room and take her.

I would start by taking those full pink lips of hers into mine before kissing them as if my life depended on it. I’ll taste every inch of her willing flesh, trailing my tongue down her belly till I find her pussy, pink and wet and throbbing with need.

I stroke my length faster as I imagine licking every inch of her pussy, lapping up every drop of her juices, and coating my tongue with her taste.

Then after she digs her fingers into my bare back and trembles as she climaxes, I’ll get up and sink my fingers into her hair to hold her in place while I slip my cock past her perfect lips into her wet, hot mouth and fuck her ‘til her eyes water.

I throw my head back and imagine her mouth as my strokes intensify and the pressure in my belly and balls builds.

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