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to keep her suddenly overly sensitive body away from his. He walked away from her for some breathing room and grabbed the phone he had set on the counter when he got in.
    “Come here, babe. Look at my phone.” Surprisingly she obeyed his command. She wasn’t sure if it was his sweet tone or the fact she was having a hard time saying no to him.
    He pulled up a text from Reed:
    Hey man since you will be in town can you double check the locks I think I forgot to lock them before I left.
    “I checked his locks before I came up the road and spotted the sexy trap your father set up. Now beautiful, you have two choices. You can either feed me some food, or I will make something for us to eat and you can feed me your little pussy for dessert.”
    “You are a pig. I only cook for my boyfriend and you are not him and my thighs don’t open for you either.” She had thrown down the gauntlet and he gladly picked it up.
    “Sweetheart, I am hungry and horny as fuck, those are the only two options you have.” He was trying to get her to deny the blatant attraction between them, daring her to take his offer.
    “Fine, I will cook because my body doesn’t belong to you,” she huffed and tried to get away by turning to go into the kitchen, but he quickly turned her back to face him as sniffed her neck and whispered to her.
    “No, sweetheart, I can smell your sweet pussy and it isn’t for some jackass. It is calling for me.”
    “You are an...” He put his hands to her lips and whispered in a threatening voice.
    “Don’t go there, beautiful. Let me show you what you are in for.”
    He pulled her into his arms and kissed her with a jealousy he didn’t know he had. She had to mention a boyfriend, who she claimed her pussy belonged to. Nope it belongs to Spencer Kane. If she thinks otherwise, she is sorely mistaken. He lifted her up and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Rose slipped her fingers into his hair and deepened the kiss. He was glad her resolve weakened easily, the ache in his pants was getting painfully hard to ignore. The bedroom was his destination, he had his Rose wrapped around him like a vine. He didn’t bother to turn on the overhead lights as he laid her on the bed using the light on the bedside table to illuminate her face. God he was in trouble. This woman had done something to him and he was not happy about it.
    He looked down at her lust drugged eyes. Then it dawned on him. There were no condoms here and he didn’t have any on him. He hadn’t been planning on fucking anyone ever again. Fuck it, he will get some tomorrow. He wasn’t going to let her get away from him anyway. He would have to wait. When he started to tell his body to pull away, all hell broke loose. She started kissing his neck and chin and he cracked under all the pressure. He started to undress her as she helped him take off his clothes. He leaned back to look at the magnificent sight before him. Never had he seen such unrestrained beauty.

~Chapter Three~
    Rose laid there in the sexy lingerie her mother made her purchase last month on her visit to the campus, telling her that men liked a woman in sexy underwear. She had tossed out all of her comfortable and covering undergarments. Not that Rose was against the change, she felt beautiful and sexy in them, and the way this handsome man was staring down at her made them worth the price. However, she still knew this was wrong. She thought about all the ways it was wrong to be in this man’s arms.
    She tried to push him off her, but that wasn’t going to happen. He didn’t know what it was, but the moment she mentioned not belonging to him, he went a little nuts. He never wanted to own a woman before, never wanted to possess one so completely, but something about the little girl had him going caveman.
    “Little girl, you are not going anywhere. Tonight you are being fucked by a real man, not some sorry excuse for a boyfriend, who would let you travel at night in the