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The beautiful sundress she’s wearing is swaying in the breeze, showing off her flawless legs. The material is hugging her tantalizing curves—round waist, soft hips, sweet thighs. My fingers ache to grab her, spread her, own her. She has no idea how badly I want to lift her onto my lap, push that skirt up, and bury myselfdeepinto her hot, tight, dripping wet pussy.
But the thing that’s really got me shook right now… It’s not just lust. It’sneed.
Fifty-two years on this planet and I’ve never felt anything like this before. Not once. Not even close. I’ve lived without her my whole damn life, but now that she’s here, I don’t know how I can make it one more second without her in my arms.
“Sheriff,” the dad says. “Are you okay?”
I reach into my pocket, pull out a fifty dollar bill, and shove it into his hand. “Here. Take this instead.”
“But, the change wasn’t this much,” he says, sounding confused. “Are we still going to go talk to the guy?”
“No,” I say, staring at my girl. “It’s over.”
The guy seems confused, but he walks away mumbling something to himself. I know it’s unprofessional, but right now, in this magical moment, I’m incapable of being professional.
I can’t take my eyes off her. How can I walk away, wondering if I’ll ever see her again? Wondering if we’ll cross paths in the future? Wondering if I’ll have to spend the rest of my sad, lonely life obsessing over this moment and hating myself that I didn’t march up to that angel and take her as my own.
She’s mine.
That truth slams into me, raw and undeniable.
She’s mine.
I don’t care that I’ve never spoken to her. I don’t care that I’m too damn old. I don’t care that I don’t even know her name. My blood knows. My bones know. My heart knows. And my soul knows.
She belongs tome.
No one else is going to touch her. No one else is going to hear her laugh the way I will, or see her blush the way I will when she’s naked and trembling under me.
I vow it to myself, to the universe, and to her.
We’ll be together. I don’t care what I have to do to make that reality happen.
She struggles as she pulls that big heavy case up the stairs and my chest tightens with something savage. Something primal. A strong need to take care of my girl makes itself known.
I want to take that case from her hands and carry it for her. She should never have to lift a heavy thing again in her life. That’s my job from now on.
I’ll protect her, shield her, fight for her, and kill for her. She’ll never want for anything again. Not while she’s mine.
All I can think about is how fast I can get her alone, how soon I can taste her soft skin, and how quickly I can make her scream and beg for my thick, hard cock.
Everything has changed.
She has no idea yet. But I do.
She’s not just a girl. She’sthegirl. My angel. My soulmate. My obsession.
And god help anyone who tries to come between us.
CHAPTER TWO
Ellie
Another day, another town, and another crowded festival. It’s been non-stop this summer. It seems like everyone is having fun at these things except for us.
My quartet has been booked solid. The money has been great, but the wheels are starting to fall off of our little foursome.
We started Angelic Divine three years ago. I met Sloane, Tessa, and Mira at St. Elara School of Music and Fine Arts, a prestigious music conservatory we attended in our early twenties. We played together for a project once, and our sounds fit so well together that we decided to form a quartet.
