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Chapter Six

Don’t worry, Beauty. You’re safe with me.

I pull you tightly against my chest before lifting you and pressing you against me as if it were second nature. My heart pounds against my ribs. I’m so close to you; I can smell your beguiling scent and feel your soft skin beneath my fingers. But what am I going to do with you now?

I wonder if I should lay you on the lounger under the cherry tree. But I quickly decide against it and carry you into your house.

Walking through the patio door, I look around, trying to memorize everything that might be important. I want to get to know you, Beauty, and learn everything about you. And what better way to do that than to look in your bedroom?

Once upstairs, I gently place you on your bed. There you lie, like Snow White in her glass coffin, waiting for me to kiss you awake and free you. I am briefly tempted to give in to your beautiful lips, but I restrain myself. We still have time…

Instead, I take you out of your wet clothes so you don’t catch a cold. I slowly undress you—but leave your underwear on—and take a moment to appreciate your perfect body. Don’t think I’m a pervert. I’m not one of those, Beauty. However, I must admit that it takes all my self-control not to expose any more of you so that I can fully appreciate your loveliness.

Trying not to be further tempted by you, I cover you up and look around your bedroom. I’m curious to see what you hide from the outside world.

I walk through the room and open the top drawer of one of the dressers. Bingo ! I can’t resist inspecting your lingerie and pulling out a pair of sheer lace panties and imagining how they barely cover your juicy pussy and how you would drive me crazy wearing them.

Before I get any ideas, I fold your panties neatly and put them back in the drawer.

My gaze falls on the picture frames on the dresser. There are several photos of your daughter and some of you together. You laugh cutely at the camera and look happy together. But one picture in particular catches my attention—a photo of you and your husband posing for the camera. Your smile is so bright, and you snuggle into his arms.

At a closer look at the picture, my imagination is in overdrive. I cover your husband’s head with my thumb and dream about how we would look together. I am holding you tightly, smiling, and overjoyed to have a woman like you by my side. Fuck, Beauty, let me have you in my arms!