Page 40 of Twisted Surrender


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I giggle again. “You’re getting good at this boyfriend thing. But Vince, you have to talk to me.”

“I am talking. You’re not listening.”

Raising an eyebrow. “I’m not listening? Did you really just say that?”

He closes his eyes, like he’s trying to gain control of either himself or the situation. I patiently wait, because he’s not going to steam roll me on this.

“Daisy, I want you with me all the time. I don’t feel complete until I can see you or physically hold you. It’s like a piece was missing that I didn’t even know, and until you showed up, I didn’t know who was supposed to fill it.”

“Now I understand why I couldn’t date. I understand why I was fine to go without for all those years. It’s because they weren’t you. I was waiting for you. I needyou.” My heart is racing and I’m trying to hold on to every word he speaks. I want to remember this, for always. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in closer still. “I think I can honestly say,” deep breath in and out, “that I’m falling in love with you.” When my tears leak out, he wipes it away. “No. Iamin love with you. There’s no more thinking. It’s certain. It’s you.”

“Vince…” his name leaves my lips just before he consumes mine. This kiss is different. He starts out slow, like he needs to know it’s real. That what he just spoke isn’t a fleeting moment and I’m not going to run away. I think he’s felt cooped up in his life, always needing to be the one others run to, that he’s afraid of what may happen if he depends on someone else.

“You’re not going to scare me away.” I say against his lips, his nose nuzzling my cheek. “Tell me all the words. I’ll never use them against you.”

He pulls back to look me in the eye. “You want me safe? Well, I feel safest with you. And I want you to feel the same. Tell me anything, but don’t dictate.”

He shakes his head slightly, a tease forming on his lips. “I don’t know how not to dictate, Daisy. I’m the Chief for a reason.”

“At home? I’m the Chief. Your rank means nothing in this house.” He tickles my ribs and I squeal. “I’m serious, Vince!” He tickles again until I’m sliding off his lap, pushing him away. “Vincent!” He soothes my sides and falls against me, both of us lying together on the couch as he cups my breast and brushes his thumb over my nipple, instantly stilling me. I let out a sigh.

“I hear you, Daisy. Loud and clear. I do. And I’ll do my best to not be a difficult prick.” He squeezes my breast. It’s a subconscious thing, I’m sure. Like he just has to be touching me, feeling me, making me feel good, at all times. Because though his eyes hold all the passion for me, right now he’s talking lovingly, seriously, trying to understand what conclusion we can come to here that will suit us both.

He props his head on his hand, and I turn into him. He won’t let go of me and when he feels my nipple pebble, it’s like he just realized he has a hold of me. He smirks and slides his hand under my shirt.

“It’s true about teaching old dogs new tricks. It can’t be done. I’m set in my ways. I’ve been the one everyone comes to for everything and it’s only been me for years, so I didn’t have to conform to another’s wants or feelings.” He skims my skin until he snaps the clip of my bra in the back, loosening it. He pushes my shirt with the bra up, exposing me to him. “God, you’re gorgeous.”

His eyes burn my skin as he rolls my nipple softly. I can already feel myself dripping for him. “But now? I want to conform for you. I want us to blend our lives together. Make each other happy. It’s going to take time and I make no promises that you won’t be mad at me weekly for taking charge.” He scoots down a few inches, then leans in and flicks his tongue over me.

Running my hand through his hair, holding his head close, I moan. “Is this a trick?”

“Mmm?” He bites tenderly and my hips arch on their own, seeking him.

“You’re trying to blind me with your sexy ways, Mr. Hunter.”

He glances up under his lashes at me. He’s the most handsome man I’ve ever laid eyes on. And right now, with his lips pressed against my skin, I know I’ll never want another like I do at this moment.

“Say it again.” He whispers in a deep tone.

“Say what? Mr. Hunter?” His eyes flare. “Or, Daddy?” He grabs hold of me and kisses me like he’ll never get the chance again, and I start laughing against his lips.

“I’ll never say that again! That’s your one shot at hearing it. I hope you remember it!” He laughs with me, gets up on his knees and manhandles me, rolling me to my back. This type of control is what I love. He just moves me and bends me for his pleasure.

Our pleasure.

He taps his forehead. “It’s forever burned in here.” He spreads my legs around his waist and pulls at my shorts until he’s slipped them off, panties included. I sit up quickly, pulling my shirt and bra off completely now and lay back down.

The way he looks at me has me flying high. This is a real man. He’s appreciative and honors me. He knows how to treat a woman, even if he’s never had the proper chance to do it before.

Because he was waiting.

For me.

Reaching for him, I sit up and grab his shirt to pull it over his head. His chest is firm, his abs hard, his strength on display.

And he’s all mine.

ChapterTwenty-Four

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