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She almost never showed vulnerability, so I encouraged her. “You usually seem so confident.” Although I found her fascinating, I cut my words off, leaving myself wanting to say more. She had a tendency to push people away when they tried to get close, as she’d done with me for months leading up to her sister’s wedding.
Letting that schmuck, Jake, cozy up to her instead. My hands curled into fists of their own will.
A wrinkle cut across the expanse of her forehead, and she twirled a strand of her thick hair around one finger, biting her bottom lip so that all the blood rocketed straight to my cock, bringing on a sudden brain block.
Thinking was now beyond the bounds of possibility.
Thankfully, she found her tongue. “I love the business Clover and I built, but sometimes I wonder if farming is really my higher calling. I mean, making ‘Udderly Fabulous Bath Bubbles’ is great and all, but it’s nothing like what you do. Saving lives every day.”
I grabbed her hand where it rested on the couch beside mine. “Close your eyes, angel,” I said, no longer able to refuse her pull, and scented a trail up her neck with my nose. She smelled delicious, and I couldn’t resist a taste, not when I was so close to her.
I sucked the soft flesh of her earlobe into my mouth, and was rewarded by the sound of her gasp.
Despite her dramatic eyeliner, and the deep berry shade on her lips, she was all wide-eyed innocence in my eyes.
I’d teach her things that made Jake the Flake look like a one-trick pony in a field of thoroughbreds.
I told myself longing filled her gaze, but that could be pure fantasy.
Hence my next command, “Tell me what you want.”
I didn’t even think of drawing air into my lungs until I realized I’d been holding my breath, waiting for her to respond.
Perhaps it was that my presence overwhelmed her and shoved all rational thought out of her mind, as she did to me.
“The truth, Faith”—another nibble on her ear, using the opportunity to inhale her scent which was something indefinable and exquisite—“or I stop now and we talk about goat soap.”
A giggle burst from her lips, and I crushed it immediately, gripping her gaze with mine.
She needed to know I was serious.
“Go on.” I picked up one of her hands to reassure her. “Tell Daddy what you need.”
There was a sharp intake of breath from her. She met my questioning look, and the column of her neck lurched with a hard swallow. “Daddy?” A single word, its emotional weight heavier than the solid oak table that sat in the corner of the room. She cleared her throat and shifted her eyes from mine.
“Speak up, Faith. I promise to respect whatever you share with me.” My voice was rough as rock, and my heartbeat went haywire.
“How did you know?” she asked, fidgeting with the belt of her dress. “Did I accidentally give something away?” Her question ended in a slight croak.
“Don’t disobey me. If it helps, close your eyes when you say it, but rule number one is tell me what you want. Otherwise, how can I possibly make it yours?”
Desire took possession of my limbs and my hand moved of its own accord, dragging hers along with it. I came to the half-apple shape of her breast, and covered it with my palm, trapping hers there as well, loving the way her chest rose and fell rapidly beneath our hold.
I could see the lust in her eyes, the way she stared at my lips, and then my eyes. The way her tongue slid over her plump bottom lip.
“You need a daddy more than any woman I’ve ever met, and I’m just the man to be yours.” It took all my strength not to press her down on the cushions of the couch, but like I mentioned earlier, I craved more than a one-night stand with this intoxicating female.
I needed to dominate her.
Discipline her.
Reward her when she was good.
Her every move, every whisper, ignited a fire within me.
Then she mentioned the thing which slayed me, “I… I want you to put your big hand here.” She cupped her pelvic mound and showed me exactly where. The sight of her doing so made my dick ache to be inside her. “It’s even hotter than usual, because you said you wanted to be my daddy. Like you forced me to go into heat, just by saying that word.”
“What else, princess? Tell me all your secrets.” The words came out as a jagged whisper on my tongue.
