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“You make me feel that way, River. You make me want to let you look at me that way. I never thought I’d want a man. Never thought I’d want to be touched again because that was ruined for me. I’d never felt a hint of it until that night when I first met you, and now…”

She trailed off, and a hurricane of possession whipped through my body.

The need to hold her. Take her. Keep her.

The last was the most dangerous of all.

“Whatnow, Charleigh?”

“Now I can’t stop imagining what it would be like if you did make me forget.”

Lust reverberated through my insides, need coming on thick. “You been imagining it, gorgeous? What it’ll be like when I send you flyin’?”

Even in the dim light, I could see the flush crawl up her neck and hit those cheeks. “Yes.”

“And what do you do while you’re imagining it?”

“I burn.”

Fuck me.

“Do you touch yourself?”

Wasn’t sure I should admit right then that I’d been spending an inordinate amount of time fucking my hand. Envisioning her face and that mouth and that body. Fantasizing about what it would be like to possess all that sweetness.

Timidity hit her face, but she didn’t look away. “No. I’ve never allowed myself that…had never wanted to until now. I want you to be the one to take me there the first time.”

A growl rolled through my chest.

Need.

Possession.

A shout so fuckin’ loud inside me that I felt lightheaded.

I didn’t have time to respond before she continued, “You asked me to give you this time…to get to know you and decide if I trust you. And I do. I trust you, River.”

Her words tore me up and stitched me back together.

Flayed and saved.

Because she fuckin’ shouldn’t. She shouldn’t, and she sure as hell shouldn’t be looking at me the way she was looking at me right then.

I was all wrong.

No good.

And more than that, I was held by this pact.

Didn’t seem to matter right then, though, because I was gripped by the need to be whoever she needed me to be.

“I think I just need a little bit of time,” she added quietly.

“You’ve got no obligation to me, Charleigh. Don’t owe me a thing.But it will be my fuckin’ honor to be the one to show you that you’re a treasure, too. To show you that you deserve to be loved and touched and adored. Only thing I ask is if you get scared? If you feel like runnin’? Then you run to me.”

Her nod was soft. “Okay.”

I wanted to keep her there, on the phone forever, but a text popped up at the top of my screen.

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