Power (Powers Brothers)

by Cassandra Robbins

I cock my head, and for a split second I visualize myself beating the shit out of the poor soul who happens to think he can touch my Lolita.

Neither of us blinks as I drown in the deep blue pools of her eyes. Sapphires. She needs to have them spilling all over her, running down her tits in a sparkling river of gems.

This is our moment. This second as our eyes connect, it’s all there, her love, her needs, her wants. No matter what happens, she will always fully and completely be mine.