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Storm

I was getting ready to head to the gym when I heard a scream coming directly across the hall from Sawyer’s apartment. It was a blood-curdling, gut-wrenching scream.

Her front door was locked, so I kicked it open with no time to grab my lock-picking kit. There was only one bedroom door closed, and that one was locked too, so I kicked it in with my bare foot.

Sawyer was crying while sitting with a dead man in her bed. I reacted on instinct, thinking someone hurt once again her. Here we were, just across the hall, and let it happen. I was terrified I was in the wrong place at the wrong time once more.

Just as I was about to kill the man I was holding against the wall; Sawyer’s irate voice snapped me out of my trance with a single firm command. How did she do that?

She is stark naked, tattooed, and gorgeous. The woman has become a goddess, with soft womanly curves in all the right places. My dick hardens to a painful point in my mesh shorts.

What keeps me from acting on my instincts
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