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My nipples perk up even as my sex floods with heat unlike anything I have felt in my life before. I flush deeper with mortification when I realize what is happening. Maybe he’ll assume my reaction is from the cold, but the room is warm. I close my eyes as he approaches, unable to hold his stare.
“How many?”
I cry out in surprise when his deep voice whispers in my ear, his warm breath causing goosebumps to rise along my neck and shoulders.
“Tell me, Joy,” he commands, his body dangerously close, but he is not touching me. “How many men have seen you this way?”
I flush at his question, unsure of how to answer him. Kim did tell me that men like innocent girls with experience, whatever that means. She didn’t tell me how to answer this question. Do I claim experience when I have none?
Should he even be asking these questions?
When I thought that I wanted to get to know him a little, I meant his favorite restaurants or the name of his first pet, but this . . .
“You’ve lost count, huh?” There is an edge to his voice that sends a shiver down my spine. Is that jealousy I hear in his tone? I can’t be sure.
I bite my lip, contemplating whether or not to reveal the fact that I am a virgin, but I’m not so sure he’ll like that. I am supposed to look innocent but be experienced. Hell, I got a crash course from my roommate on how to act, but if I lie . . . something tells me he’ll know.
“One,” I whisper breathily. “Just you.”
A heavy silence descends in the room, and if it wasn’t for the overbearing presence behind me, I would think I was alone.
“Is this a joke to you? Are you trying to say you’re a virgin?” he asks, his voice dangerously low.
“I’m not lying,” I argue, stomping hard on the floor. I don’t know why it matters that he believes me, but for some reason, it does.
He grabs my shoulders and spins me around, so I am facing him. His eyes are dark as they stare down at me, but I can barely pay attention, my mind still reeling over the fact that he touched me. That he still is.
“Look at me,” he says roughly, grabbing my chin and forcing my gaze up to his, and just like that, I forget that this is a man who has paid for my company, because something about the look in his eyes and the way his touch is firm, yet gentle . . . I realize with a start thatI want him.
I can’t fall for this man. I can give him my body, but not my heart. He is only paying for one of them. This is definitely not a package deal, and he has no right to claim both.
“I’m not lying,” I whisper, eyes dazed as I stare up at him. “You are the only man that has seen me naked. Even my doctor is a woman.”
He doesn’t say a word, and his face stays cold, scrutinizing. The thought that he might not want me filters back in, and I flush, dropping my gaze, and that’s when I spy the bulge in his pants. The erection pushing against his fly is as clear as day, stretching the fabric to its limits. My surprised gaze shoots to his stoic face, then back to his crotch, which tells of a different tale.
He wants me!
“We’ll see if you are telling the truth,” he grinds out, his thick baritone sending a pulsing heat to my core, turning me slick and needy. He grabs his tie with one hand and unknots it. “This is your last chance to leave, Joy.”
I swallow deeply, my eyes on the tie he has fisted in his hands before shooting my gaze back to his. I have no idea what it is he is planning to do, but . . . I don’t want to leave.
All my self-preservation has gone out the window, and I nod at the stranger. “I’ll stay.”
The man starts for me, but I lift my hand, pressing against his chest before he can move any further. His eyes narrow on mine at the move. “This is the only time I am letting you stop me from touching you.”
Oh.
I shouldn’t like that, shouldn’t like the dominance in his words . . . but I do.
“I won’t stop you, but . . . I don’t know what to call you. Mr. Walsh? Sir? I’ve never done this before.”
“My name is Nick,” he whispers roughly, cupping my nape and combing his fingers into my hair before fisting the dark strands in his hand and pulling, so I’m forced to meet his gaze. “But tonight, you’ll call me Daddy.”
Chapter Four
Joy
You’ll call me Daddy.
