Page 19 of B.D.E: Falling Hard For A BBW

Ghost

The room was dark, except for the soft spill of streetlight that filtered in through her curtains.

She was curled into my side, breathing steady and warm against my ribs.

The sheet barely covered us, and I had one arm draped over her thick hips, palm resting just above the curve of her ass.

I hadn’t slept, not really. My eyes were wide open, and my mind too loud, too dangerous.

Despite that, she was the calm in my chaos, and that shit scared the fuck outta me.

I watched her chest rise and fall, the way her lashes brushed her cheeks, how her lips parted every few breaths.

Peace like this wasn’t mine to have. I’ve never experienced it in my life.

I’d been built for destruction, raised in shadows, and carved out of silence.

My Specs was light, softness, curiosity…

and somehow, she didn’t run when she saw the devil standing in her bookstore.

I brushed my fingers up her spine carefully, like I didn’t wanna’ break her.

Maybe I didn’t, but I knew eventually, I would.

That’s what I did, I ruined shit, but still, I couldn’t stop myself.

I pulled her in tighter, letting her warmth bleed into me.

Her soft ass pressed against my groin, and fuck…

my dick twitched. I bit down a groan, pressing my forehead into her shoulder.

Even now, even after everything we’d done, I still wanted more.

But this wasn’t about that. She was in danger.

I held her for a few more seconds before pressing a kiss to the back of her neck.

“Specs,” I murmured low.

She stirred, her voice thick with sleep. “Hmm?”

“We gotta go.”

That woke her up fast. She turned over, blinking up at me.

“Go? Where? Why?”

I sat up, rubbing a hand down my face then leaned on my knee.

“Somebody came for me tonight. They knew where I was. Which means they know about you too. I can’t let you stay here. It’s not safe.”

She sat up, pulling the sheet around her body, her eyes wide.

“Ghost, what are you talking about? That man—he was after you, not me.”

“That man was just the beginning. If they sent one, they’ll send more. They don’t leave loose ends, and now you’re a part of this, whether you like it or not.”

Her breathing quickened, and I saw the fear creep into her eyes. She slid off the bed, standing with the sheet wrapped around her like armor.

“I-I can’t just leave. What about my shop? My life? You can’t just?—”

“I’m not asking, Ivy.”

She flinched at my tone, and I hated that shit. I didn’t want to scare her but at the same time, she needed to know how serious this shit was. I stood slowly, walking toward her, my voice dropping low.

“I’m telling you this because I care about you. If you stay, you die, and I won’t let that shit happen.”

“Why me? I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t ask for you,” she whispered.

I reached out, cupping her face in both hands.

“You think I asked for you? You think I wanted to come into your world, fuck your peace up, and make you a target? I didn’t… but the shit is done. Now I gotta’ protect you the only way I know how.”

She blinked back tears. “I’m scared.”

I kissed her forehead. “I know, but I got you. I promise.”

She didn’t move, just stood there trembling, overwhelmed and still trying to process all of this. So, I did the one thing I knew would quiet her mind. I dropped to my knees, grabbed her by the thighs, and pulled her into me.

“Let me help you breathe, Specs.”

Her hands found my shoulders as I dragged the sheet down and exposed her pussy, still puffy and glistening from earlier. I kissed her inner thighs, slow and steady, tasting her skin before I buried my face in her sweetness.

I licked her like I was starving. Tongue curling around her clit, mouth sucking until she was moaning again, this time from pleasure, not panic. Her hands slid into my hair, her cries echoing through the room as I devoured her.

“You feel safe now?” I murmured against her pussy, voice thick and ragged.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Ghost, please…don’t stop.”

I kept going until her body trembled and she cried out my name, legs nearly buckling. I caught her, stood up with her in my arms, and laid her back on the bed.

“You’re coming with me. Tonight.”

She nodded, breathing heavy, hair wild across the pillow. “Just promise me you’ll tell me what’s going on. The whole truth. When we get there.”

“I will.” I brushed a kiss over her lips. “Now get dressed. Pack your important shit, anything else you need, I’ll buy it for you.”

“I guess I can put a renovations sign on the shop door, so my customers won’t suspect anything. I’ve never really closed the shop down. What am I gonna do about the bills? And Tori? She already suspects that I?—”

“Specs. Chill, baby.” I cut her off gently but firmly. “Put the sign on the door, I’ll handle the rest. You can hit your girl up from a burner once we’re settled but your phone stays here. That shit’s traceable.”

She was spiraling, and I couldn’t blame her. Hell, I felt even more fucked up for dragging her into this, but it was too late to undo it now. The only way to protect her was to disappear. Handle the threat and bring her back when the smoke cleared.

She exhaled slowly, nodding.

“Okay…”

I stepped back, and grabbed my gun.

“I’ll be right back.”

She slipped out of bed and started pulling clothes from her dresser. I went to the window, gun already loaded, eyes scanning the street. Whatever this was between us, it was real. I just had to make sure she lived long enough to figure out what the fuck we were going to do about it.