I jack off three times before I'm willing to even think about returning to the bedroom. She is so incredibly soft, her p***y so f*****g hot. And, God, her taste. I'll never get it out of my head. The remembrance of her sweet scent mixes up my insides until I'm one raging hard-on after another. How the hell will I walk away once she's safe?
The hero worship shows plainly in her eyes. She thinks I'm a man like her brother and has no idea who and what I really am-a cold-blooded killer with a vendetta that eats him alive. Beth deserves something more. She deserves a man without blood on his hands. I rest my forehead against the shower wall. What the hell am I doing? It doesn't matter that watching her come was the sexiest thing I've ever seen.
I f****d this up royally.
I'm relieved when I
