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She laughs and continues to run. “I dare you!”

My cock tightens at the thought of turning her bottom red. I wonder what kinds of sounds she’d make when I spanked her.

I stalk through the bent stem path she’s made through the field. “You’re gonna get on that bike, little kitty.”

She giggles and runs faster. There’s no way I’d ever catch her out here. She’s smaller and younger. I’ve got a body built to push and pull heavy things, not run around and change directions quickly.

Her curved frame darts back and forth until she stops ten feet away, breathless. “Let’s… go somewhere. Take me… on one of your bounties.”

I laugh. “What? No. I know your dad would have a fit about that.”

“He’s not here, and we’re having a blast.”

“Are we having a blast, or are you?”

“We are.” She grins. “I see the way you’re looking at me. You like seeing me happy.”

God, is it that noticeable?

“I’m watching you because I need to keep you safe.”

“So, keep me safe on a bounty later. Come on!” she whines. “I wanna take some bad guys down!” There’s an energy in her tone I’m not used to hearing, and it lights me up.

“We talked about this already. Unless I wanna get shot, it’s a no. Plus, what about Survivor? There’s a big episode tonight, ya know?”

She rolls her eyes. “True, but I can watch it later. Besides, Survivor doesn’t sound as fun as this. Come on… I’ll sneak out and meet you tonight by the far west side of the property. There aren’t any cameras there. He won’t even know I left.”

“How do you know I have a hunt tonight?”

“You always hunt at night. I hear you tellin’ Dad, and I know you’ve got a guy who stole some cars or something. You’ve been looking for him for a while now. I could help.” She bends her knees successively and moans. “Come on! Please! I’ll do something for you. Whatever you want… you name it!”

Are you gonna get on your knees and suck my cock? How about bending over and letting me slide into your tight little pussy? Will you lay down in the grass and let me explore your body until my heart’s content?

“And what if something happens to you?” I ask. “These hunts aren’t safe. I’m dealing with criminals.”

“Nothing is going to happen to me. You do them all the time. You’re a professional, Reaper.” She’s good at filling my ego. “Come on! I’ll follow all your rules and do everything exactly as you say. I promise.”

She runs toward me, standing a foot from my grasp. “Please! I’ll bake you one of my cherry pies. You love… my cherry pie.”

I sigh. I’d like to love her cherry pie. No doubt about that. “Fine, but it’s our secret, and you listen to everything I say. No bullshit.” I stare at her with urgency. “You get out of line once and I’ll toss you on the bike and take you home right away.”

She hops in place, clapping her hands together again as though the excitement is back. “Yes! Yes! Whatever you want! I just need this. I need adventure!”

I nod, struggling to keep a straight face. I’ve never been more excited in my life, but deep, deep down, I know this is a huge fucking mistake.

Chapter Three

Mabel

I cuddle in against Reaper's back and drag in the scent of leather and pine. I can’t believe I kissed him, though it happened so fast, maybe he didn’t notice. I mean, he wasn’t acting funny afterward. Then again, neither was I, but it’s all I could think about. I know the bike ride had me feeling high, but that kiss made me higher.

Our tongues touched! My tongue’s never touched anyone else’s. Sure, I’ve been out on dates, but nothing real ever happened. Now, I’m not sure how to go on with my life, not when my entire body is aching to be swallowed up in Reaper's giant frame again.

That said, I know it’s a bad idea. Touching him only riles me up for more, which I know I can never have. So, it’s pointless.

Stones pop against the tires of the bike as we head up the driveway toward the house. Dad is still in the back forty plowing and none the wiser. I should do this more often. I can’t remember the last time I left the house without my father… outside of today. I remind myself of one of those princesses locked away in a tower, waiting for her prince. But that’s not my story. I’m tired of waiting, so I asked Dad’s best friend for a ride out of the kingdom.

That’s probably where I’ve gone wrong, and now the kingdom is ruined.