Page 312 of Tempted By her Daddies

“Oh, I forgot to mention that I put some chili powder in the soup. Is it okay?” she asked.

He raced over to his small fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, gulping it down.

“Oh no! Is it that hot? Spicy hot? Wait, I don’t think you should drink water. Have you got any other drinks in there?” Shegot up and searched through his fridge. “Chocolate milk! This will work better.”

He drank the chocolate milk down as she watched on worriedly.

“That’s better,” he said.

“I’m so sorry! God, I’m so stupid. I should never have put that chili in. Who does that? Immpphhh.”

Her words mumbled together as Roman took her by surprise and grabbed her shoulders with his hands, pressing his lips to hers.

That was such a non-Roman gesture that it took her completely by surprise and the kiss was over before she could even properly react.

“Oh no.”

“Oh no, what?” he asked.

“I didn’t kiss you back. I was too surprised. Oh, I’m such an immpphhhh.”

There he went again, kissing her. But this time, he ran his tongue along her lips and she opened them, allowing his tongue into her mouth.

A sigh of pleasure escaped her.

Roman might not have much experience, but he could kiss.

He placed his hand gently on the back of her neck as he deepened the kiss. When he drew back, he placed his forehead against hers as they both breathed heavily.

“I never really understood the point of kissing until I kissed you,” he said.

“You’re an amazing kisser,” she told him.

“Really?” He stared down at her. “Are you sure?”

“Very sure. When you kiss me, the rest of the world disappears. It’s like I don’t have any worries or concerns because you’ve made them go away.”

“I always want to do that,” he told her. “I don’t ever want you to worry about anything.”

She smiled sadly. “Not really possible, is it?”

“It should be,” he replied fiercely. “We should be able to make your life free of stress and worry. I want to do that.”

God, it was a nice dream.

“Maybe we’ll start with a few kisses. Come.” He took her hand and led her into his bedroom.

Her heart raced. What was happening right now? Was he . . . did he want to have sex?

Stopping at the end of the bed, he cupped her face. “Do you want this? Tell me now if you don’t.”

“I want all of this. Every piece. Please,” she said breathlessly.

He grinned. “I like hearing you beg. I’m going to undress you. I want you to do just what I tell you, understand?”

“Yes, I understand. I’m very good at doing what I’m told.”

“Are you?” he queried. “That’s a surprise to hear.”

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