Page 26 of Sweet Possession

She sounded disorientated, and I cursed myself for telling her to lockthe door if it made her feel better.

“Yeah, baby girl, it’s me. I heard you scream. Can you open the door?”I said, stopping myself from tearing down the wooden barrier between us.

There was a short pause, followed by the lock clicking as itdisengaged. Cora pulled the door open, revealing mussed hair and watery eyes.

AndChrist.

She’d found another one of my t-shirts and had been sleeping in it.

Justmy t-shirt.

Without meaning to, my eyes traveled down her body, finding hererect nipples brushing against the material of the shirt.

No fucking bra.

“Are you okay?”I asked, forcing my gaze back to her face andignoring her tight nipples demanding my attention.

My cock twitched as blood began to rush to it.

She swallowed, her own gaze roaming over my bare chest as a flushcrept over her cheeks. Everywhere her eyes trailed left my skin burning in their wake. When her tongue darted out to wet her bottom lip, I wanted nothing more than to know what it would feel like to have her tongue running up the length of my shaft.

My cock grew harder.

When her eyes landed on my sweatpants, and the obvious bulgegrowing, they quickly snapped up to meet mine, before she looked away, a guilty look on her face.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,”she said, looking over myshoulder.“I had a nightmare.”

“You didn’t wake me, Ijustgot out of the shower,”I replied, hoping itwould explain why I was shirtless.“You want to talk about your nightmare?”

I thought she’d say she didn’t because she took a long few secondsto reply. It was almost as if she was convincing herselfthatshe could open up to me.

“I dreamed Dwayne and those other men came for me,”shesaid, her voice a mere whisper, and her gaze now trained on her bare feet.

I took a step forward and gently tilted her chin.“Baby girl, the Dukeswere arrested a few hours ago. The police found enough evidence to make sure they never see the outside of prison again.”

I dropped her chin as she stared back at me, disbelief etched on herface. I wished she’d been there the moment the police shoved the handcuffed Dukes into the back of their squad cars before driving them away.

“What about Dwayne?”she asked, uncertainty in her voice.

I debated about lying, telling her he’d been arrested too so the truthabout what I was capable of didn’t scare her.

But I’d made a promise to her.

“Remember what I said about asking a question you might not likethe answer to?”

“Yes,”she replied with zero hesitation.

“He’s dead.”

She took a sharp inhale of breath, her eyes growing wide before sheswallowed.“Did you…did you kill him?”

I held her gaze for a few seconds hopingthatmy confession wouldn’tundo all the hard work we’d both put in to reach this point.

I nodded once.

She let out a heavy breath as a tear slid down her face, her beautifulgolden-brown eyes never once leaving mine. Suddenly, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around mywaist before resting her cheek against my skin.

“Thank you,”she murmured, relief evident in her tone.