Page 19 of Hot Touch
“I thought…” I started to say but stopped when wet hit my eyes.No regrets.“I thought I was the only one who felt it,” I admitted and watched a muscle in his jaw tick. His hands dropped to his sides, and the loss of his touch on my body left me feeling cold. Achy.
And I knew there was only one thing for me to do.
“I thought it was purple when I was little, but it’s blue. Blue like your eyes.” I didn’t make any sense.
“What?” His brows bunched, and I stepped back, enjoying the way he followed me. matching me step for step. But I didn’t explain. I just kept blathering on.
“Pizza: mushrooms with pepperoni. Or any kind of pizza, because what carbs aren’t delicious?” I shared. I saw the moment he figured out what I was saying. “And I love dogs. Catsare cute, but I’m allergic and—“ My back hit the wall, and there he was.
In front of me
Caging me in, surrounding me with his powerful body and sinfully incredible scent.
“Alex. Baby girl, I don’t think you get what you’re doing.”
“Am I playing with fire… Daddy?” I asked almost breathlessly. I breathed in and loved the smell of him. Citrusy notes mixed and swirled with smoky notes of vanilla and wood. He smelled fresh. Clean. Mine.
“Alejandra,” he rumbled with a clear warning.
Before the fire, before realizing just how short life could be, I would not have been poking the bear, kindling the fire that was simmering between us about to go ablaze. No way. Hell, I wouldn’t have even been able to get in a car with him. But now? After last night and the promise I’d made myself?
No regrets.
That’s exactly how I was going to live from here on out. And I couldn’t think about a better idea than spending it with the one and only man who had woken something inside me for the very first time in my life.
My hand moved to his chest, and he braced. His gaze told me he expected me to push him away. Ask for space. And maybe the old me would have done that. But now? After meeting him? I leaned into what I felt. Ready to ask for what I wanted. Nathan’s body heat radiated, and his clean manly scent filled my lungs. Pushing him away was the last thing I wanted to do.
I felt alive for the first time in my life and wanted nothing more than to live life to the fullest. And he was the man I wanted to do it with. I felt safe with Nathan, with Daddy, to explore as much as I wanted.
“Little girl.” His chest rumbled, and I loved the way it felt. My thighs pressed together. He made me feel small. Not in aninferior way but a delicate one, feminine. The way his muscles shifted beneath his shirt. The only way it’d feel better would be if I were touching skin. My hands slid down his chest and stopped at the hem of his shirt. “What do you think you’re doing, little girl?”
“Maybe I want to play with fire?” My lips parted, and I took a sharp breath of air when I felt his skin. He was hot, almost burning up, but his body… Geez. It was hard. I could feel the ripples of his defined abs peppered with thick hair.
“Alejandra.”
“Please,” I whispered, licking my lips. His nose flared.
He looked so good in front of me. Older and rugged, like a warrior who had seen a lot and wanted to do nothing but worship at my feet. I was captivated by the way his pronounced Adam’s apple bobbed heavily. Like Daddy was holding on to his withering control by a splitting thread.
He jerked a nod, silently giving me permission.
There was something so sexy, so empowering about it. He didn’t seem like the kind of man who just handed over control like that. I started to pull the soft cotton tee up and up until I couldn’t reach further. But it didn’t matter. Daddy happily helped pull it the rest of the way. My eyes felt like they were going to pop out of their sockets as I stared at him. Bare chested and on display for me. My mouth watered at the sight.
His massively broad chest had thick, coarse hair sprinkled all over it in an array of light browns and grays. My greedy hands stroked up and down his torso. My nipples tightened at the feel of his chest hair, almost tickling on my palms while making warm, electric currents rush through my body and wet warmth pool between my legs.
“Baby,” he growled. My eyes met his. There was no turning back. I was his. He wasn’t wrong about that. But in turn, that meant he was mine, too.
“Alejandra, I’m trying to be good here, but fuck.” His forehead pressed against mine, his nose skimming the length of mine. His hooded gaze dropped to my mouth. “I’m trying to be good, but you’re fucking killing me here, baby girl. If I take you…”
“Please, Daddy,” I mustered the courage to say. The term made my thighs press together. I couldn’t believe I’d said it out loud, but there was no other thing I could imagine calling Nathan. Even his first name felt wrong compared to the term of endearment. “Please, Daddy. I want you. All of you.”
“Forever,” he added, and I nodded. He shook his head with a huff of air that left my lips tingling. “Say it,” he demanded, and I gave it to him. Gave him so much more than he was asking for.
“I fell in love with you, too,” I confessed. My heart felt like it was about to beat out of my chest. “I fell in love with you before knowing your name,” I repeated his words while looking at his tee, but it didn’t make them any less true. His big hand touched my face with a solid hold, one that anchored me, made me feel like I belonged to something so much bigger. To him.
“My little girl’s too fucking sweet for her own good,” he rumbled. His head slowly dropped to mine. “Tell me.”
“I want you forever, too, Daddy.” They were the easiest six words I’d ever spoken. It was insanely crazy, but I meant it. An animalistic sound broke through him, and before I knew it, he picked me up, completely tossing me over his shoulder, and I yelped.
