[Rosco’s POV]“Ow.”A hiss of pain escapes Denali as I push against her exposed ribs, which are clearly bruised from her stepmother’s attack. Fuck, that bitch really did a number on her, and I was beginning to regret just leaving without doing anything.“I should go back,” I mutter.“I’m fine.”Fine
[Rosco’s POV]I stare down into Denali’s eyes, taking in the desire and hunger that are beginning to form in them, and I can’t help but feel a sense of pride.“My princess,” I murmur, pressing my lips against hers while running a hand down her side, so a whimper of excitement escapes her. “All mine.
Afterwards, we lay together. Soft snores escape Denali’s lips while my fingers run through her hair. Sighing, I take in her sleeping form and once again find myself wondering how I got so lucky to have her come into my life after I was so sure that there was no way we could ever be together again. B
[Rosco’s POV]“Is there something important you’re waiting for?”Frowning, I examine Charlie as he smirks at me. What the fuck was he doing, giving me that creepy face? Didn't he know he looked like a damn creeper?“Don’t look at me like that,” he chuckles when I grimace, not bothering to hide my di
[Denali’s POV]I hang up the phone and look around the room, trying to see exactly what I should pack. Although I was slightly uneasy about Rosco’s sudden phone call and then his insisting that we go somewhere for a week, who was I to argue with his decision?Sighing, I move toward the dresser and p
“Not even that.”Feeling a wave of relief rush through me, I turn and watch Rosco make his way toward us with a look of annoyance on his face.“We’re nothing more than business acquaintances,” he continues, reaching out and wrapping an arm around me, and while I let out a gasp of shock over his sudd
[Denali’s POV]Rosco’s hand pushes between my legs, and his fingers press against my pussy, causing an embarrassing moan to escape me.“Rosco,” I whimper, clawing his shoulders. “What are you doing?”“Punishing you,” he husks, pressing harder so that his fingers push between my folds despite my pant
Nodding, I grasp Rosco’s shoulders to support myself and begin to move.“Please,” I whisper, trying to ignore the desperate need I feel. “Please, can I cum?”“What was that?” He asks, sliding his hands from my hips to my ass so that he can give it a squeeze. “I can’t hear you.”Shit. He really wasn’