Chapter 103

(This chapter is dedicated to Tanya Bernes Johnson, Priyanka Singh and Jane Bautisa . My keyboard knows you already. Thank you for your unwavering support, your votes and thumbs up, they are deeply appreciated. I hope you keep them coming)

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A soft hand touching him so hesitantly, it penetrated his drunk haze. So soft and oh, so soothing.

It reminded him when he was a young lad in his father's knee. His father would read to him, teach him how to write. He will praise him and pat his soft curls whenever he does things right.

The soft hand that caressed his thighs, and now his hair, was like a soothing balm to his wounded soul. To his head raving mad.

One by one, his demons began receding. One by one, his dark memories began fading. They loosened their fierce hold on him only a bit.

For the first time, he became aware of his surroundings. Of the soft body he pinned to the bed, thrusting savagely and roughly into her.

Daisy.

He loosened his control on her breast, bu