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I lick the roof of her mouth, tasting everywhere inside. Pulling away from her mouth, I slide lower, can’t help myself, even though I can tell she’s nervous. Even though I’m hiding the fact that I am. That I have no idea what I’m fucking doing. The skin on her neck rises with little goosebumps as I chase her pulse down, eager to get to her chest. My cock stirs as I take a handful of her right tit.Fuck.. .

She sits up abruptly, separating us completely as she pants uncontrollably.

“Go out with me,” I order, sitting up to be closer to her.

She touches her lips as though confused by the way they feel on her face. “No.”

I laugh out of total shock. “No?”

Fuck this shit.

Crawling off her bed, I make my way to the window. I slide the glass across, push the fly screen out, and step onto the sill. Noticing a downpipe, I grab hold of it and begin to climb up to the rooftop.

“What are you doing?” she calls up to me.

Gripping the gutters, I haul myself up onto the blue clay tiles covering the roof. They shuffle slightly beneath my feet, making a tapping sound as they click together.

I open my arms wide, greeting the warm Australian breeze as it tosses my shirt around my body, greeting the moon and stars as they glow against the dark-blue night-time sky. Howling, I invite all the attention from any nosy neighbours. In fact, I’m counting on them. “Shoshanna Adel, go out with me!” I yell. Chuckling to myself, I imagine her face red with agitation. “I’m begging you. I want to be your boyfriend.”

“Get down,” I hear her plea from below me, a hint of panic pitching her voice higher.

I peek over the edge to find her hanging out of the window, bright crimson from embarrassment and anger. “Not until you agree to go out with me,” I say, parting my grin with my tongue.

Her brows furrow, eyes turning to slits, drilling her annoyance right into me. “No.”

I grin wider. Straightening, I yell even louder over the rooftops. “Shoshanna Adel, I need to be your guy! Kissing you is better than-“

“Oh my God! I’ll go out with you!” I hear her screech and my heart doubles in size.

“What was that?” I say teasingly, peering down at her again, catching a smile on her face before she tightens her lips, concealing it from me. “I can’t hear you.”

“I will go out with you, you nutcase!”

“Oh. Alright.” I laugh, sitting down on the side of the roof, and grin at her. “Whatever you want, baby.”

Bronson

Present day

“He’s missing,”I lie as the water pounds down onto the shower floor. Steam fills the room with thick clouds, and drops of condensation drip down the walls. I turn the tap on as well, intent on drowning out my conversation. In case hospital staff are nearby.

Hospital staff.

Grinning, I still can’t believe that the universe brought her back to me.Here is your woman,Bronson Butcher.After years of searching for her. She’s here, saving my life again. And my God, what a fucking stunner she has become.

When I had her pinned to the hospital wall, the surrounding energy was like a vacuum, fucking sucking everyone else into a vortex, leaving just her and me. I was moments away from tearing her scrubs from her flesh, revealing her tight body with those voluptuous curves in all the right places, and impaling her on my cock. Fucking the past eleven years out of her, fucking them out of me, and starting over. Saying sorry. And sorry again. . .

So, she’s been here all this time, hiding away in stinking hot Darwin, stealing years from us. I’d do just about anything to go back to that day in the park. I feel uncomfortable heat move down my spine so I grin and thinking about now, about taking action with her right fucking now.

It is a miracle I could rope in that desire; it is not something I am known for - restraint. That was restraint like no other though. I had to remind myself that seventeen-year-old Shoshanna had seventeen-year-old Bronson. She might need a bit of warming up to take the currentme.

I smile at the thought of what I will do to her to warm her up. Starting with her tits.

God, I missed her tits.

“Bronson, my boy,” Jimmy says calmly through the speaker, shattering my image of Shoshanna with her tits out and my cock between them.

What a cockblocker.


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