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I didn’t want him to move, and I didn’t want my time with him to be over. He didn’t think he would see me too much once we got to Creed’s Lake, and that frightened me.

“Are you going to forget me when we get there because I’ll be someone else’s problem?”

He paused in the doorway. “I won’t forget you and I’ll still be there for you.”

Axton

What the hell was that? Did I almost kiss her? What the fuck was wrong with me? Jesus Christ.

I warmed the mobile home up after waking Koty and Bolton. I wanted to get on the road and get to Creed’s Lake wheremaybe she wouldn’t have been occupying my mind constantly. A fucking birthmark? That was why she was convinced it was okay to listen to me about all that stupid shit about sinning?

Bolton opened the driver’s side door. “I can drive, you barely slept. It’s only been four hours since we got here.” She was still half asleep, and I was awake after my encounter with Belle.

Hell, no I wasn’t going in the back. The further I stayed away from Belle the better. “Nope, I’m good. Let’s just get home, we’ve only got about ten hours left. We also need to stop and fill up. Are they ready?”

“Here they come now.” She shut my door, and I heard the back door open, and I shouldn’t have turned around. Dammit, I really shouldn’t have turned around. Belle’s hair was down in waves, and she was wearing a white blouse with no bra and a skirt with a belt. It must have been whatever that bohemian outfit Bolton told me about. Dammit, I could see her nipples brush against the shirt, and I was suddenly in pain and had to adjust my dick. Fuck! Then Belle smiled at me, and I about lost touch with reality. I looked at Koty and he knew what I saw and how much I liked it, and if looks could kill I would have been a dead man. Then I thought about the guys back at Creeds Lake seeing her that way and I gripped tightly onto the steering wheel. As soon as Bolton hopped in, I looked at her. “He can’t keep wearing women’s clothes and she needs a bra. Plus, they need winter coats.”

“She looks to be about Morgan’s size, so I can take her over there when we arrive. I’m sure Morgan has a few things she can lend her until we can order her some clothes. I have no doubt Morgan knows how to size someone. One of you guys can just run to Walmart for Koty.”

I pulled out of the clubhouse parking lot and stopped at the gate where we were checked before we could leave. I looked in my visor mirror and saw Koty putting a blanket over Belle and was relieved. He was a good brother, although he should have left that place a lot earlier than now.

We drove for about two hours before stopping to fill up.

“Okay, that’s it. Get in the back and Koty can sit up here with me.” Bolton demanded.

“Why can’t Belle sit up here with you?”

“Look at her, Axton. She is happy watching movies, she’s absolutely thrilled. Just bring me something to eat then get some rest.”

I groaned. “Fine.” I walked around the motorhome and got in the back. Belle’s eyes lit up.

“You’re finally going to rest?”

“Yeah, after I get us some breakfast.”

She stood. “Sit, I can do it. Let’s see what we’ve got.”

If she didn’t put those tits away soon, I was going to have to throw her over my shoulder and take her to the back.

“We gave some fruit, some cereal, and think there’s milk in the refrigerator, and there’s some breakfast bars and a few muffins left.”

I watched those nipples as she moved around and I could almost see through the shirt so when she bent over to look in the mini-fridge, I almost lost my shit.

“Just hand us the muffins and a banana.” Koty said as he got into the passenger seat. I watched Belle as she handed all of it to Koty.

“Water, milk, or juice? Obviously, we don’t have coffee.” She asked them.

They both said juice and I sat on the sofa, fully focused on those tits and small waist. I imagined holding on to that waist as she rode my cock, and suddenly my mouth was really dry.

“What would you like?” She asked me.

I swallowed hard. Holy shit, if she ever knew she would run screaming. “Hold on, here we go.” Bolton said.

Belle grabbed on to the counter and I was surprisingly disappointed she didn’t fall into my lap.

She giggled. “Glad she warned me. So, what can I get you?” She asked.

“I um…I can get my own, you’re injured.”

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