He wanted Pearl, and he knew this wasn’t just about having his dick inside of her sweet body, yet he wasn’t quite sure how he knew that. There was a part of him that just wanted to see what it was like to actually give himself to a woman, to care for her, be with her for more than just screwing. He wanted to show her off, have her on his arm as he took her into town and they went on … dates. Yeah, fucking dates. He couldn’t remember the last time he’dgone on a date. He smelled her again, inhaled deeply and let out a low growl. She smelled fresh, clean, like lemons and honey. Damn, he wanted her body covered in honey, wanted to lick her flesh until she was a wet mess of arousal beneath him. His cock was hard, insistent to be buried in her tight, hot, wet pussy. Taking another step toward her, he felt the heat from her body, felt the warm puffs of air leave her mouth as she breathed out. “I’ll be honest, since seeing you in that bar all those nights ago I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.”
