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“This may or may not have anything to do withDaemon.”

“Daemon?”

“Yes, Fritz was looking into the Evil Fuckers andwe have a feeling he stumbled onto something. As for Colt’s home, if what webelieve is correct, then that’s retaliation.”

“Don’t you think it is a little late to beretaliating? It has been nearly a year.”

“Sometimes it is best not to act but to think onit.” Dirty shrugged. “That is all I’ve got to say.”

Petal sighed. “I wish I could help, but I onlyknew about Daemon and him being Rosalie’s dad, when he suddenly wanted her tomarry Colt, and all of this began.” She sighed. “A lot of shit has happened.”

“It has. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

She was going to ask him to stop making promiseshe couldn’t keep, but she looked at him and didn’t want to. She believed him.Dirty would do everything in his power to make sure she didn’t get hurt or die.It was there in his gaze, in the strength of his grip on her hand. She felt itdeep in her soul, and she just knew things were changing between them. Petalstared into his eyes, and he looked right back at her. Neither of them spoke,and then he moved in closer, his lips coming ever nearer.

There was no reason to fight this. And as his lipsbrushed against hers, she knew she didn’t want to fight him.

He still held her hand, and with his free one, hereached up to cup her face. She felt him touch her, and she moaned, especiallyas his kiss deepened.

This was a different kind of kiss. There was novengeance. No anger. Nothing holding them back. It was a sweet and gentle kiss.

She and Dirty never had this.

He turned toward her, and they moved together, notbreaking from the kiss as he moved up to the head of his bed, taking her withhim. Now, he held both of her hands, and she didn’t stop kissing him as sheclimbed to straddle his lap.

He let go of her hands, one going to her waist,the other touching her face. Petal cupped his face, feeling his unshaven beardand not caring. Her lips would be red and swollen, but kissing him and tastinghim would be worth it.

Petal traced her tongue across his lip, and as heopened his mouth, she slid hers inside to find his. Stroking his tongue withher own, she quickly retreated and Dirty followed her, deepening the kiss. Thehand at her face slid down and the one at her waist moved up until he wascupping her breasts.

She cried out and in response he growled. His lipsleft hers and began to travel down her neck, licking at her pulse, slidingacross that point on her neck. He bit down, nibbling her neck and then startedto release the buttons of her shirt, opening them up. She whimpered.

The shirt she wore was torn off her body. Dirtymust have gotten bored opening the buttons as he suddenly grabbed her shirt,splitting it wide. Next, he peeled the strap of her bra down her arm, followedby the second, and he flicked the catch at the back, allowing her breasts tospill out of the cups. It felt good to be free.

He growled, and then she felt his face pressedagainst her chest. He cupped her tits, pushing them together, and his mouth wason them. He kissed, nipped, sucked, and then took each nipple into his mouth.

Dirty sucked hard, making her cry out from theinstant hit of pleasure that assaulted her. The pleasure went straight to herpussy, and she cried out his name, not wanting him to stop. It felt so good.

With her shirt off, she was still way overdressedand that would not do. Petal pulled away from him and climbed off the bed. She grabbedher shirt and dropped it to the floor.

Staring at him, she felt this new spark ofadventure. She thought in the beginning, sneaking around with him would be funand exciting, but this was even more exciting.

“Are you not going to take your clothes off?” sheasked.

“You want my clothes off?”

“You know I do.”

“Then you’re going to have to take them off me.”

Petal smiled and then watched him and decided totorture him a little more. Reaching for her button and zipper, she loosened herjeans and then began to wriggle out of them, making sure to put as much swayand swing into her actions as she could. She allowed her tits to bounce andswing, and then she kicked off the jeans. Now, she was only in a pair of socksand panties.

Sliding her fingers beneath the lace of thefabric, she slowly lowered them down and then stood. The socks came off withease, as they were loose.

Now, it was time for her to attack Dirty.

Climbing onto the bed, she crawled toward him,reaching for the button and zipper of his jeans. She saw the hard ridge of hiscock pressing against the front of his pants, and as she lowered the zipper shetried to be careful. It was not her fault he had a large and very impressivedick. A dick that was going to belong to her.

There was no turning back now, not for either ofthem. Petal knew they hadn’t learned their lesson the last time, as they werestill not using condoms. She knew it was foolish, but she didn’t care.

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