Page 8 of Sloth

“The men wish they were me. They wish they couldhave you like I can, but they can’t.”

“Nope. They can’t. It doesn’t matter though. It’snot like I have guys banging down my door to get to me. You are the only one whohas ever done that.”

He chuckled, the sound deep and sliding over myskin. “That was a long time ago.”

And it had been something I would never forget.

Loud banging erupted through the house.Thankfully my daddy wasn’t home or else he would have lost his shit and had theperson killed on the spot. Especially seeing as it was in the middle of thenight.

My heart started racing the more the bangingcontinued. Who could be here at this hour?

“Ginny, let me in,” a deep voice boomed from theother side of the front door.

My eyes widened. “Arlo?” I rushed to the door,quickly unlocking it and swinging it open. “What the hell’s going on? Why areyou banging down the door?”

“You…” His chest rose and fell. His suit wasunkempt which wasn’t like him. His clothes were always clean, pressed, and hewas always put together. But right now, even his hair was out of place. Almostlike he had been pulling at the dark strands.

“Me?” I frowned. “What did I do? I’ve been hereall night.”

“That’s exactly it.” He pushed his way into thehouse, forcing me to take a step back.

“I don’t know what you mean.” He was confusing.He was never confusing. He always said what was on his mind and never left meguessing. Not until now. It was one of the things I found attractive when itcame to him.

“I heard you were home alone tonight.”

I swallowed hard at the sudden change in his deepvoice. It went even lower as he stalked toward me, finally revealing what itwas that he came over for.

“What do you want?” I jumped when my back hit anearby wall.

Arlo closed the distance between us, placing hishands on either side of my head. His brows narrowed, his eyes dropping to mymouth. “You, Bunny. I want you.”

My heart jumped. “That can’t happen. My dad willkill you.”

“I don’t care about your dad and his idlethreats.” Arlo pinched my chin, tilting my head back. His thumb ran over mybottom lip. “It’s my job to take care of you. To protect you. To prevent theseboys, these fucking kids, from touching you.”

“So, you can have me for yourself?” I asked him,my stomach twisting with anticipation of what was going to happen next.

“Yes.” He leaned his forehead against mine,taking a deep breath. “I know you’re a virgin.”

I snorted. “I think everyone knows that. Rememberwho my dad is, Arlo. He wants to make sure I’m untouched until the right suitorcomes along.” I loved my father but he liked having way too much control overmy life. I was nineteen. I should have some say in who I ended up with butseeing as I was the only daughter in this fucked up world my daddy belonged to,I was like a prized possession.

“I wish they didn’t.” Arlo ran his hands down myarms, my skin tingling under his soft touch.

“You can’t have me, Arlo. We live two verydifferent worlds. It wouldn’t be right. I also don’t want you to get murderedjust because you want to get laid.”

He leaned back, staring down at me. “You thinksex is all I want?”

“Is it not? That’s what everyone wants.” I placedmy hands on his chest, feeling the beating of his heart beneath my palm. “I’mthe first daughter in generations. So, I have a target on my back. I know that.You know that. My dad knows that. Everyone knows that. The fact that he’s toldeveryone not to touch me and leave me alone, makes you all want me even more.”

“That may be true.” Arlo’s hand moved to mythroat. “But I’m the only one who will ever have you.”

Before I could argue, he crushed his mouth tomine. After all of this time. After years of having a crush on him, he wasfinally kissing me. There were cameras in this area of the house butthankfully, I knew how to erase the video footage. I loved my father andrespected the hell out of him, so I didn’t want him to see anythinginappropriate.

Arlo groaned, cupping my ass and lifting me inhis arms. He pushed me up against the wall, a gasp escaping me at the roughimpact. The kiss deepened, igniting every inch of me on fire. I had beenwanting this for so long. Him touching me. Kissing me. Fucking me. I didn’tcare if it was rough. I didn’t care that it would hurt, seeing as I was a virgin.I just wanted to feel him. Every single thrust, every vein, every violentstroke of his cock inside of me.

“Arlo,” I whispered against his mouth, snaking myarms around his shoulders.

“You feel so fucking good in my arms.” His lipsfound the side of my throat, his teeth nipping. His tongue licking. His mouthdamn near sucking the soul from my body. It was surely going to leave a markbut I didn’t care. My dad would have questions but the fact that I would onlybe touched by Arlo himself, ignited this fiery inferno inside of me.

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