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“How did that work for you?”
“In a miserably awful way, and stop smiling like that unless you’re up for me to fuck you like an animal.”
My grin widens. “You can. If it’s you, I’m up for anything.”
A grunt spills out of him. “You’re killing me, Peaches.”
“Not more than you were killing me all this time.” I get on my tiptoes, grab a handful of his shirt, and whisper my deepest secret. “You’re the first one who made me enjoy sex again after what happened.”
He physically flinches at that as if I slapped him. “Really?”
“Really. I admit, at the beginning, it felt too much sometimes, which is why I got panic attacks.”
Daniel searches my eyes, the lines of his face scrunched in pain. “Did I hurt you? Even unintentionally?”
I shake my head. “You always took care of me and put me first. Didn’t you notice that I’ve become more comfortable touching you with time? I’m sure it’ll get even better if we keep doing this.”
When I get back on the soles of my feet, Daniel is groaning, and soon after, I join when his lips claim mine again.
He lifts me up in his strong arms, pulling the world from beneath my feet. I moan and smile and laugh against his mouth as he carries me up the stairs as if I weigh nothing.
I don’t know where he’s taking me and I don’t care.
I can kiss Daniel for a lifetime and not be bored. He tastes of alcohol, a hint of the lollipop’s peach flavor, and desperation.
He tastes just like my favorite things.
My back meets something soft, a mattress. We’re in his bedroom, I know because the caretaker of the house told me so during the tour I insisted on taking while I was waiting for Daniel to return.
London scared me. London was filled with fake façades, broken dreams, and irreversible traumas.
But not when he’s in it.
Now, it thrills me. It makes me want to return to the time where the highlight of my day was bickering with him.
I wish I could tell him, you’re a loser meant you’re the only person who rattles me.
Piss off meant come closer.
I hate you meant I like you, I miss you, I love you.
Still kissing me, he throws my shawl away and sneaks his hand behind my back to rip my dress open.
Then it’s on the floor, my dress, and soon my bra and underwear follow. I’m entirely naked in front of his ferocious eyes, but that doesn’t even spring a hint of a panic attack.
There’s a different attack happening in my chest. Heart. Life. Everywhere.
And the way he looks at me? It’s nothing short of both lust and passion. I feel stupid for even thinking he’d be repulsed by me, that he didn’t want to touch me.
Daniel basically rips his shirt open, revealing his muscled abs and smooth chest.
This beautiful man is mine.
All mine.
And he seals that thought when his lips find my nipple. He sucks the tight bud between his teeth until I’m writhing and arching off the bed for more.
“Oh, Dan…”
