Page 9 of My Forbidden Holidate

Dan turns them both around and I can see the question in his eyes.Is that alright?

“I’d love to tuck you in.” I wipe a stray tear and smile, my heart full of happiness. This is what I want for my future.Thisfamily. These nighttime routines. And everything that comes with it.

I follow them to Star’s pink bedroom and see that she discarded three different pajama sets before choosing her princess one for tonight. Dan notices me smiling at the disarray and murmurs that she’s a bit of a fashionista.

AllIhear is that she has a healthy sense of fashion and will be receiving new outfits every chance I get to spoil her.

With one of us on each side of her bed, we tuck her in and each kiss her forehead. She beams up at us like it’s Christmas morning instead of Valentine’s Day night, and Dan’s gaze follows hers back to me.

“Will you make pancakes for breakfast, Ms. Moona?” Star mumbles sleepily. “You’re staying for a sleepover, too, right?”

I glance at Dan and he nods to let me know that’s fine. I tuck Star in a little tighter and smile. “I’ll make anything you want, Star. Maybe even a mega pancake this time.”

We wish her goodnight and Dan holds my hand as he cracks her door and switches on the nightlight. Once we’re back in the living room, he leads me to the couch and sits me down, taking both my hands in his.

“I know this is unorthodox,” he says quietly, “but I really appreciate you staying. I know it means the world to Star, and it does for me, too. Thank you.”

“I’m happy to stay.” I squeeze his hands in mine. “Really. I would live here if I could,” I say with a laugh.

“Better than the dorms?”

“Much better.”

“And,” he muses, a sly smile on his lips as he leans in, “living here comes with perks.” He slides a hand into my hair and kisses me, tilting my head back and pressing me deeper into the couch. His warmth spreads across my skin and I moan, clutching his shirt as his tongue dances across my lips.

“Fuck, you sound good,” he growls, “and you taste even better.” His tongue works expertly against mine and my lower belly pools with warmth as his hands skim across my waist.

When his hand slides to my thigh, he stops, pulling back with a groan. “We should move to the bedroom,” he whispers, licking his lips. “I have a feeling we might get a visitor if we stay out here too long.”

“And we won’t get one in the bedroom?”

“We might,” he admits, helping me to my feet. “But I don’t want you anywhere else but in my bed tonight. Even if we have to keep things a little… PG-13.”

I peek into Star’s bedroom as we sneak past. She’s curled up with her stuffed bunny and her eyes are closed. I’m not sure she will be disturbing us, but the thought of her walking in on me doing naked adult gymnastics with her father makes me squirm.

“Might be a good call.”

“Just for tonight,” Dan promises me, swinging open his bedroom door. “Tomorrow, you’re all mine. I’ll have my mom take Star out instead. We can stay in.”

“You don’t have to do all that—”

As I shut the bedroom door, he backs me against it and takes my face in his hands. “Hayden,” he rasps, leaning his forehead against mine. “Iwanta night alone with you, without Star. I can be Dan the family man all day, but when it’s just us…” His knee slides in between my legs and spreads them wider, and my breath hitches at the desire burning in his eyes. “I want to make love to your body, Hayden. I want to be the man whose name you scream as you come.”

His palm closes around my mouth as he slides his other hand up my thigh, beneath the skirt of my dress, and toward my core. “Do you want me to be your man, Hayden?”

Eyes wide, heart hammering, I nod as best I can beneath his body weight.

“Do you know what a man does for his woman?” His fingertips slide higher, teasing the waistband of my panties. “How he touches her body?”

I want to sayyes, I read romance novels,but I kiss his palm and swipe my tongue against his skin since I can’t speak. My legs start to tremble from anticipation, and Dan’s hand slides inside my panties to feel me.

He groans and his head falls back as he teases my slick folds. “I want to hear you moan, beautiful, but we need to be quiet tonight… Can you be quiet for me?”

I kiss his palm again and he smiles.

“Good girl.” Removing his hand, he kisses me fervently, stealing my breath away as quickly as he’s stealing my heart. “Now stay quiet and let your man taste you.”

He kneels in front of me and slides his hands up my thighs, hitching up my skirt until my panties, a black lace number I bought with him in mind, are exposed. He curses under his breath and spreads slow kisses across my thighs, looking up at me with such desire that I nearly faint.Is this really happening to me?

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