Grinning, I nodded. “Yeah, he’s different.”
“You the big V.P. from Cali?”
“Yeah.”
“Prez said, we were gonna be babysittin’ someone high up.”
I groaned. “Not babysitting.”
“Whatever,” the man spit, then grinned at me. “So, what’s the drama?”
“No drama, just laying low.”
“Always drama when a woman is involved.”
I grinned at that. “Where’s the other one?”
“Shotgun is taking a shit. He dipped into Miz. Raven’s purple drink. Sorta messed up his stomach.”
“Do I need to know what that is?”
“Nope, just don’t drink it.”
I looked around the area. “Any visitors?”
“A couple of squirrels, rabbits, saw a nice twelve-point buck an hour ago.”
“So, no humans?”
“Nope, just me, Shotgun, you and that purdy lady in the cabin.”
“Let’s keep it that way.”
“Ten-four.”
Heading back to the cabin, I scouted the area, making sure nothing was amiss. The location was secluded and well-hidden deep within the trees. That would give us cover if we ever needed it. I looked up and saw dark clouds and then sighed. We were high up in the Beartooth Mountains, and I knew any minute snow would start to fall. It was fucking August, for crying out loud, but that didn’t matter when we were above 12,000ft. Snow was common and plentiful in these parts.
Feeling the cold air blow through the trees, I made my way towards the front door. Walking in, I quickly closed the door behind me and turned around to see Aariaani standing in the tub, holding a towel close to her glistening body.
It was at the moment I knew I was truly fucked.
Turning around quickly, I closed my eyes and prayed for strength. Though a lot of good that would do me. My dick was straining against my jeans. Her image was seared into my brain for all time like a flashing neon sign.
“I’m sorry.”
“Stop apologizing,” I groaned, hearing her step out of the tub. “It was my fault. I should have knocked first.”
“Why?”
Why? So, I didn’t step in and see the fucking goddess before me. So, I wouldn’t have to deal with a raging hard-on that was never going away. So, I could get a decent night’s sleep instead of dreaming of fucking her every way I could.
Fuck!
Quickly, I flung the door open and walked back outside. Slamming it closed behind me. Marching down the steps, I walked behind the cabin and kept walking. I needed release. I needed to dip my dick into her virgin pussy. I needed to make her mine. I needed so much from her. I knew I even contemplating doing anything would scare her away.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I muttered, walking deeper into the forest.
She wasn’t like me. She was innocent. I was the devil. I wanted to tear into her body and claim her as mine. I needed to do things to her, wicked things that would scare her. I wanted to leave my mark on her, make her submit to me and only me. I wanted to ravish her, hear her scream my name as I came deep into her.