Chapter 217 Twelve: Ford

• I've thought of our first kiss a thousand times, but every fantasy I came up with was weak compared to what it's like to have my lips on hers. She opens her mouth right away and I groan as my tongue touches her. I always thought the devil was the one calling the shots when he sent her to me. Why else would such beauty and innocence be placed in my hands to be protected? Hands that have fought and killed... I'm dirty and she's fresh cream. This precious angel is opening up for me and I've been sent an eager virgin. She's searching for more, and her excited tongue tastes me. Her hands are curious as they brush across my naked chest and then move lower.
• My lips move down her neck as I kiss my way to her tits. She's grown in the last year, and what were small buds grew into swells tipped with rosy pink nipples. I lick my way over to one then suck on the hard peak. She cries out and I put my hand over her mouth as I pop the nipple out of my mouth.
• "You can't make any sounds." I shake my head. "There are three men outside who would kill to have a taste of what's mine. They'd probably fight to the death to have a turn."