Chapters (47)
- Cover
- Content Discovery
- Dedication
- Dante Luciano
- Annie Peterson
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
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- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
- Annie
- Annie - 12 months later
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Her fingers brush closer to it, and her brows furrow. “You’re hurt,” she says, her eyes big and round as she looks up at me. “You need stitches.” She comes to the correct conclusion, and although I would rather just take her up against the shower wall, I know from the light headedness I am feeling that it may not end well.
I nod stiffly, my eyes never leaving hers, and she nods in reply before stepping out of my grip and grabbing two towels. She hangs one next to the shower for me as I rinse the blood from the rest of my body, my eyes not once leaving her as I watch her remove the wet white shirt and quickly wrap a towel around her, giving me a sneak peek at her petite body. She is not at all the shy little thing I thought she was, but it’s also cementing that the fun we just started needs to be moved to another time.
She leaves the bathroom then, and I groan into the water as I wash my face, the vision of her naked body now etched into my brain. The feel of her hand gripping me, all too vivid. I want her now more than ever. I’m barely able to rein it in, my cock already twitching, ready for round two.
I turn off the shower and dry my body, the blood now dripping slowly from my wound, Frederico’s blood all washed from me. Any remnants of him are long gone, following his soul down the drain to hell where he belongs. I move my head from left to right, cracking my neck to relieve the tension as I think back to the mess I just caused, but not regretting it for even a moment.
Dominic will be murderous now, more so than he was before. He was angry and wanting revenge, but now that his brother is mere mush after the beating I gave him, I know his need for payback will be ferocious.
I walk out to my bedroom, spotting Little Red now back in my bed, and I smirk at her as she looks all cozy, because that is exactly where I want her to be. In my bed. Preferably underneath me, screaming my name as I teach her and show her everything that she needs to know. I want to cherish her, make her come with my fingers, my tongue, and my cock, before doing it over and over again. But I'm not sure she is ready for a man like me yet, so I will bide my time.
Strutting across the room naked, I grab a clean pair of jeans and put on my timberland boots before walking over to the bed.
“I’ll be back later….” I say as I look down at her.