Page 48 of The Ranger
CHAPTER EIGHT
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Itotally crossed heroral-onlyboundary last night, I know I did.But I couldn’t stop myself.
For the record, I did try.
At first, I simply removed Scarlett’s cardigan, then I figured I’d take her dress off, so she didn’t have to sleep in it.That seemed reasonable to me.It would be uncomfortable.Right?
Right?
Then taking in her more-than-a-handful (now) breasts bursting out of her bra, I pressed down on my hardening cock and let out a quiet curse.I figured she’d want it off.
I would...if I wore one.
At least, that was my mindset.It was the excuse I told myself as I put a cushion under the baby, getting her on her side so I could unclip her bra.I washelping.
After removing the last strap, Scarlett moved onto her back.I’d taken a quick step back, waiting for her eyes to flick open.
Christ.
She didn’t, and I was mildly disappointed not to be stopped.I knew I should.Iknew.Even still,Islipped off the other strap and stood staring at her bare tits.
Fuck.
The desire to suck her nipples was so overwhelming I swear my cock began leaking.Running a hand over my face, I took in her panties and then snapped my eyes back up to Scarlett’s face.
Jesus.
Her hand slapped to her chest and cupped her breast.
God, I’m not this strong,I remember thinking.And as it turns out, I wasn’t.In my stupid man brain, I decided she needed her panties off too, so she’d be more comfortable.
Let’s face it, that was just an outright lie.For all I know, she normally sleeps in them.Yet, my body moved, and next minute I had the sides of her panties hooked under my fingers and slid down her legs.
Scarlett moaned, and her knees fell open.
I should have covered her and walked away.
But did I?
No, I fucking didn’t.
Gently, I palmed her inner thigh and licked my lips as I took in the pink flesh below her swollen, pregnant belly.
Glancing up, Scarlett’s mouth parted, and she mumbled something incoherent as her fingers pinched her nipple.
