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Narrow hips. Long, toned legs that seemed to go on forever. A small patch of neatly trimmed hair between her thighs. She was lean and elegant\u2014a runner\u2019s body, pilates-toned, the kind of elegance that came from years of expensive trainers and perfect posture. And those freckles\u2014scattered across her chest, her shoulders, usually hidden under makeup and designer clothes.<\/p>\n

Only I was seeing them now. \u201cYou\u2019re beautiful,\u201d I said. \u201cI\u2019m too skinny. My ex said I looked like a boy.\u201d Her voice was small, vulnerable. \u201cYour ex was an idiot and I\u2019m done talking about him.\u201d I pushed the robe off her shoulders completely, letting it pool at her feet.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re perfect, Catherine. Every inch of you.\u201d She shivered\u2014not from cold, but from the intensity of being seen. Really seen. I stood and stripped quickly, efficiently. Pulled my shirt over my head, unbuckled my belt, pushed my jeans and boxer briefs down in one motion. My cock sprang free, already hard from watching her, from the tension and anticipation.<\/p>\n

When I turned back to her, her eyes were wide, locked on my cock. \u201cOh,\u201d she breathed. \u201cThat\u2019s\u2026 you\u2019re\u2026 so big.\u201d \u201cToo much?\u201d \u201cNo. Perfect.\u201d She licked her lips nervously, and I watched her throat move as she swallowed. \u201cI just\u2026 it\u2019s been two years. And my ex was\u2026 much smaller. I don\u2019t know if you\u2019ll\u2014if I can\u2014\u201d \u201cWe\u2019ll go slow.<\/p>\n

I promise.\u201d I climbed onto the bed beside her, pulling her into my arms. We kissed again\u2014deeper this time, with more confidence. Her body melted against mine, all those rigid lines softening. I felt her small breasts press against my chest, her hard nipples dragging across my skin. Felt her hands tentatively explore my back, my shoulders. My hands roamed her body. Down her elegant spine, over her narrow waist, cupping the curve of her ass\u2014tight and firm. Learning pp g g g her. She pressed closer, making small needy sounds into my mouth, her hips rocking against me.<\/p>\n

When I cupped her breast, she gasped into my mouth. \u201cSensitive.\u201d \u201cGood sensitive or bad?\u201d \u201cVery good.\u201d She arched into my touch. \u201cDon\u2019t stop. Please don\u2019t stop.\u201d I didn\u2019t. I kissed down her neck, sucking gently, leaving faint marks she\u2019d have to cover tomorrow. Down to her collarbones. Down to her breasts. I took one hard nipple into my mouth and sucked, swirling my tongue around it. \u201cOh god\u2014\u201d She arched up, hands tangling in my hair, holding me there.<\/p>\n

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Copyright \u00a9 2025 Cole Cross. All rights reserved. Kindle Edition. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are products of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Brand and product names remain the property of their respective owners, used here for descriptive purposes without intent to infringe. No part of this book may be copied, stored, or shared in any format without prior written permission, except for brief quotes in reviews.<\/p>\n

Content Warning & Compliance Statement This book contains explicit sexual content for mature readers only. All characters are over 18, not blood-related, and engage in fully consensual acts. Reader discretion is advised. 1kitap1.com\/en CHAPTER 1: LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT The lawyer\u2019s office smelled like old wood and older money. I sat in a cracked leather chair, staring at the mahogany desk that probably cost more than my truck. Mr. Henderson\u2014balding, wire- rimmed glasses, the kind of lawyer who\u2019d seen three generations of wealth pass through his hands\u2014shuffled papers with the solemnity of a funeral director.<\/p>\n

Which, I supposed, was appropriate. \u201cYour aunt\u2019s estate is\u2026 substantial, Mr. Brooks.\u201d I leaned forward. Substantial was good. Substantial meant I could finally pay off my credit cards and maybe replace the transmission that\u2019d been grinding for six months. \u201cThe primary asset is Willow Creek Inn. A Victorian bed-and- breakfast approximately two hours north, including the main house, carriage house, and seventeen acres.<\/p>\n

Fully furnished, with all contents.\u201d I nodded. I\u2019d been there once as a kid. Remembered a creaky old mansion with too many rooms and a strange medicinal smell. \u201cThere\u2019s also a 2018 Mercedes S-Class, and approximately twelve thousand in checking and savings combined.\u201d My heart rate picked up. A Mercedes. Jesus. Aunt Margot had clearly done well for herself. Henderson cleared his throat. \u201cHowever, there are also\u2026 liabilities.\u201d The way he said it made my stomach drop. \u201cThe inn carries approximately eighty thousand dollars in debt.<\/p>\n

Property taxes are three years delinquent. There\u2019s a balloon payment due on the mortgage in sixty days.\u201d He looked at me over his glasses. \u201cThe estate is underwater, Mr. Brooks. If you accept the inheritance, you accept the debt.\u201d Eighty thousand. I made thirty-five grand a year doing carpentry.<\/p>\n

On a good year. \u201cWhat happens if I refuse?\u201d \u201cThe property goes to auction. Creditors are paid from proceeds. Anything left over\u2014which there likely won\u2019t be\u2014would go to the state.\u201d I rubbed my face. \u201cWhy me? I barely knew her.\u201d \u201cYour aunt\u2019s will is very specific. She wanted the inn to stay in the family.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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