Page 23 of Daddy's Double Surprise

“Oh.” He chuckled, a low rumble that sent butterflies spiraling in my belly. “I only planned on washing your back.” He smiled coyly and winked at me again before he unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor. His chest was sculpted and muscular. I tried not to ogle him but it was just too difficult not to stare at the perfect specimen in front of me.

“With abs like that, you can wash my back anytime.” I snickered, ducking my head into the bubbles for a moment to hide my blush. Suddenly, I felt like a teenager, hiding a secret crush on a much older man. Carter grinned at me and cocked his head.

“Feeling a bit better?” he asked as I rose back out of the bubbles and wiped them off my face.

“Well, when you start taking your clothes off it does something to me.” I shrugged a shoulder and felt the blush deepen. I was still exhausted, but the idea of feeling him against me was comforting. “Want to join me?”

I didn’t have to ask him twice. The water level rose a little as Carter settled into the tub behind me, nestling against my back. I sank deeper into the tub, letting my heavy eyelids fall as I leaned back against him. Relaxation seeped through every inch of me as his fingers kneaded away the knots that had formed in my muscles from painting. The combination of the warmth,the bubbles, and his presence lulled me into a state of utter relaxation.

“You’re right, this was exactly what I needed.” My eyes drooped closed for just a second before popping back open again when he stopped massaging me.

As he worked his way down my back and then back up again, I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt this safe or cared for. We really did have a deep bond forming, and I was stupid to deny it. It didn’t matter to me that he was older than me by fifteen years or that he’d been divorced, or even that he was my dad’s best friend. What mattered was our connection, the fact that we’d found each other and that our hearts were bound together by so many things.

“You know,” I started thinking of how Carter had said maybe I’d find something worth staying here for. “I’ve been thinking.”

His hands continued to massage me, every now and then finding a sensitive spot. I lay against his chest with my eyes pressed shut and he kissed my temple.

“What’s that?”

“If I stayed here in LA, and we did this…” Gesturing with my hand, I made water slosh around. “This thing we’re doing. How do you think my dad would react?”

Carter didn’t answer right away, instead his hands stilled and his breathing hitched in his chest. When he spoke, his voice was a soft rumble in my ear. “He wouldn’t be happy, but I think if you’re happy, that’s all he’d really care about.” I wasn’t sure if that was true at all. Deep down, I was worried that Dad finding out I was dating Carter would be like a nuke dropped on my family. Dad would be livid.

I turned slowly over my shoulder and saw the concerned expression on his face. It looked like he’d put some thought into this too.

“I know it’s a lot to ask you to stir up more drama with your dad after everything you’ve been through.” Carter ran a hand through his dark hair, and I wondered if he was having doubts about his friendship with Dad.

“It’s not that simple,” I said, feeling the last of my resistance crumbling away. It was too good with Carter, this connection we had. I couldn’t walk away from him now, not when I finally felt like I belonged somewhere. “Things with Dad haven’t ever been simple.”

“No, I get it,” Carter said, releasing a long breath. “And you’re right, we don’t know how he would react until we tell him.”

“So, you’re okay with us giving this a try? You and me?” Taking each other’s hands in the water between us, I looked into his eyes—saw the want and hope flickering there.

Carter nodded and brought my hands up to his face to kiss my knuckles. “I want this more than you could ever know.”

I felt a weight lift off my chest as I leaned in to press my lips against his. It was slow and tender, the kind of kiss that made my heart skip a beat and the butterflies in my stomach double in number. Carter’s arm slid around my waist, pulling me close as our mouths melded together. With each brush of his warm lips against mine, my willingness to fight for our happily ever after only grew stronger—no matter what the cost.

A longing started to grow in my core too. The intimate moment of finally getting our hearts and minds on the same page gave me a burst of energy I wanted to expend pouring out my affection on him. I deepened the kiss and took my hands from his, resting them on his shoulders. He gripped my hips harder and pulled me down onto his lap where I felt his swelling member.

“Carter…” I breathed needily against his lips. Those cerulean eyes of his only darkened as he slid a hand up the inside of my leg, sending goosebumps over my whole body.

“I think I’m falling for you, Sunny,” he said against my lips before reclaiming them once more. His other hand slid down my torso and under the water where he found most definitely not-innocent places to explore. I gasped into his mouth and dug my nails into his shoulders.

“Mmm, Carter,” I moaned. His name on my lips sounded sweet, intoxicating. I wanted to hear it on repeat forever.

The hand around my thigh moved higher up, until a calloused thumb slipped over my clit and my breath hitched. Carter’s lips moved down my jawline, trailing heated kisses along my neck as he made his way to my collarbone. I arched into his touch, feeling more alive than I had in weeks. The world around me was slowly melting away, leaving only the two of us in this moment where I could forget anything but his touch.

“Carter,” I moaned again as his kisses trailed lower, lifting up to keep pressure constant on that sweet spot between my thighs as he gripped his dick and positioned it.

He groaned and bit gently at the column of skin between neck and collarbone before saying roughly, “Let me have you now, and don’t hold anything back from me anymore.”

With a moan of approval, I pulled Carter’s face back up to mine and kissed him with every ounce of desire that filled me. It was searing hot, lustful. He held himself upright as I slowly sank down, the head of his dick pushing against my slick entrance until I held it in place. Then his hand moved, and it was all in my control.

I leaned forward, taking him inch by inch until his cock was at my cervix. My body stretched and clenched around him as he filled me so completely, his pelvis pressing against my heat. Our breaths mingled in the humid air as our eyes met and held. I could see the same fire burning brightly in his that matched mine—a desire to consummate us, to prove we were worth the risk no matter what happened tomorrow.

“You are so incredible,” he breathed, “so beautiful.”

“Mmm,” was all I could answer as my eyes fluttered shut and my head hung back.

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