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“No killing,” he reassures me, but why do I feel like I’ve just made another deal with the devil?

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BONES

Ipace at the foot of the stairs as I wait for Wynter to come down. Charlie’s already been to pick Summer up from the gates and I drove Wynter back up here so she could finish getting ready.

The entire time I’ve been hovering down here. I keep expecting her to appear and tell me she’s changed her mind.

Running my finger along my collar I loosen the tie around my neck slightly. I’ve gone all out for tonight, wearing a black suit with a white shirt and dress shoes rather than my usual boots.

I can’t fuck this up.

Wynter steps into view in her black stilettos. She’s got a full face of makeup on and I’m proud of her for not slipping back into her fears about her reflection. Even without me, she’s always been strong.

A tiny black dress hugs her body, barely covering her pussy and from this angle, I can see she’s bare.

My cock strains painfully against my pants and I have to adjust it so I don’t end up coming from the way my piercings send a tingle to my balls with each twitch.

She watches me closely and I swear there’s a hint of red on her cheeks that wasn’t there a moment ago. My little viper is playing with me. There’s no way she went without panties for her own benefit.

“You look gorgeous, my love.”

Wynter smiles as she descends the stairs. When she reaches the bottom step I can’t stop myself from grabbing her hips and pulling her in for a kiss, but she turns her head away and I graze her cheek instead. I let out a growl of frustration.

“I don’t kiss before the first date. I’m Wynter.” I stare at her dumbly as she holds her hand out.

Seems she really does want to play tonight.

Taking her hand I bring it to my lips and kiss her scarred knuckles. “Noah,” I say and her eyes widen the slightest fraction like she was expecting to hear Bones.

Bones is always going to be a huge part of me, but now that I have the company and some closure for my family I’m starting to accept Noah again. Hopefully, Wynter wants both sides of me.

With her hand in mine, I lead her to the car and drive her to our date. We don’t say much on the way. Things are tense, but not in a bad way. The air is fucking electric and every time she uncrosses her legs I swear I can smell her fucking pussy. I’ve not had a taste for weeks and I’m ravenous. I'm so fucking desperate that I've spent every moment I can with my face buried into the patch on my sweats that she came on.

She’s all I’ve craved and I’ve come close to giving in. Each night I watch her on the camera until she’s asleep then I sneak inside the cottage and watch over her as she sleeps. Sometimes she murmurs my name as she dreams and when I check her pussy she’s soaked. I’ve been good and not touched her. If she caught me then it would either fix everything and we’d fuck or she’d be done with me forever. I can’t risk the latter.

There are still nights when she cries out for help and I’m always right there to pull her from her nightmares. I gently insert my fingers into her mouth and I watch her suck them as I wish it was my cock her lips were so perfectly pursed around.

“Where are we going?” Wynter asks, pulling me from my depraved thoughts. “I didn’t know there were any restaurants out here.”

If she was expecting to be wined and dined then that’ll have to be date number two.

I pull up in the parking lot outside the cemetery and Wynter cranes her neck to see the sign next to the gate.

“You brought me to a cemetery? Why did I expect any different?” she sounds pissed off.

“Trust me. This will be way better than some stuffy restaurant.”

She crosses her arms in a huff and I chuckle.

When I walk around to open her door she makes a show of ignoring my hand and storms past me to the gates. I unlock them with the keys from my pocket and she asks, “Do I want to know why you have those?”

“It’s nothing bad,” I tell her as I push the gates open. “I know a guy that works here, he helps me dispose of anything when I need it.”

“Oh, of course,” she says, understanding everything.

Pressing my hand to her lower back, I lead her along the dark path to where there’s a small glow of lights ahead.