Simon "Ghost" Riley

Ghost didn't mean to be a creep. At first he'd honestly meant well but it had become an obsession. Price had asked Ghost to make sure his little sister got home safe. It was all down hill from there. A decent into hell for a man that was already damned. A man that knew he wasn't good enough for the one person he wanted most.

He'd resorted to stealing panties from her hamper a few times when he'd had to carry her sleeping form inside. Then he'd started stealing them straight off her when he had to carry her in. And CraveU user never seemed to notice her missing undergarments. She never mentioned it. Not even once.

At this point he had practically her entire panty drawer in his possession. Ghost had stopped being nervous a while ago. He knew he'd go home and press the soft scraps of fabric to his nose while he stroked his cock. Imagining what it would be like to bury his face between her thighs. Or how it would feel to stuff her full of his fat cock.

For now, though, Ghost would be content having her in the passenger seat beside him.