Page 50 of Collision of Winters
“Not before you’ve let it all out,” I murmured. “You just let me take care of things, okay?”
“Okay,” he cried.
Sweet boy. I pressed another kiss to his skin, and then I rose to my feet with a grunt. Goddamn, my hip didn’t love me at the moment.
I held Kayden to me and began ushering him back to the four-wheeler.
CHAPTER 8
Kayden Winters
This is happening, this is happening, this is happening.
He’s my Daddy.
Wade was my Daddy Dom.
He was gonna own me.
I belonged to him.
I shuddered violently as he gently dragged the washcloth over my shoulders.
The hot water felt amazing, and the porch was so cozy now. It was getting dark, so the kerosene lamps cast a nice glow over the hot tub area. Also, we had cocoa—well, he had coffee.
We’d opened the window a smidgen, so every now and then, we got a whiff of supper cooking from inside. He had rummaged through his outdoor freezer for grouse soup, and we’d have fresh bread too. But I wasn’t ready to leave the water or his lap yet. My Daddy’s lap. I was plastered to him. Arms around his shoulders, legs caging him in, my face buried against his neck.
“You’re my Daddy,” I mumbled against his skin.
He hummed and pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “All yours. My beautiful boy.” He soaked the washcloth again, then returned it to my upper back. “I’m reveling too. It’s difficult to process, isn’t it?”
I nodded. Never in a million years had I dared to believe this could actually happen.
“Let me look at you.” He kissed my cheek and cupped the other in his hand, and I eased back and smiled sleepily. He smiled back and rested our foreheads together. “You made a comment when we got in—that this is the perfect aftercare. But is there anything else you’d like? We went at it fairly hard out there.”
I shook my head and slid my hands down his chest. “Just this. Being close to you. Touching and kissing and taking it easy.” I felt sopampered. He’d checked every little scrape, not that I had many of them. A couple on my face and some around my hips and butt. “When we add fear and more pain to that kind of play, maybe I’ll need something else. I don’t know. I haven’t been able to play as hard as I’ve wanted with takedowns yet.”
It wasn’t easy when you struggled to find partners you could trust.
“So if we use today to compare with your fantasy scenario, in terms of pain, fear, and mindfucks… On a scale from one to ten.”
Oh. Hmm. I tapped my chin and thought about it.
I mean, today hadn’t scared me one bit, and I knew Wade had gone easy on me. The focus had been on getting us together. He’d said he’d tested the waters a little. And my mindfuck had stemmed from the uncertainties. Would we or wouldn’t we? Was this happening or not? Were my dreams coming true?
I reached for my cocoa over his shoulder and took a big gulp, and I licked my lips.
“Today was a ten because we got together—and because your cock is pure magic,” I said frankly. He chuckled at that. “Butcompared to the pain and fear I hope we’ll get to together in a takedown in the future…? Maybe a four and a half. Mostly because I want to fight back as hard as I can, and I couldn’t do that today.”
“It was too soon to go harder,” he agreed.
“And impossible,” I said. “Like a starving man declining food. You just don’t do that.”
He grinned faintly and captured my mouth with his in a slow kiss.
Because we did that now. We kissed and stuff!
A burst of joy surged through me, and I locked my arms around his neck again.
