Page 105 of Dark Desires

With a gasp, I rounded on Logan. ‘No, you didn’t?’

‘I did.’

I pulled him toward it, my eyes like saucers, not caring in the slightest that the rain was making my hair stick to my face.

‘It even has your little wood stack,’ I said, brushing my fingers over the pile of firewood that leaned against one wall.

‘I love it.’

‘I love you,’ he said, pulling me up against him and licking the rain from my lips before sliding his tongue into my mouth. ‘I thought I could never have this. You showed me I can have anything if I try hard enough.’

‘What about work?’ I asked, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

‘I’m taking a back seat and handing the reins over to Maeve. We’re going to formally join the Thompson and McGowan syndicates, with her and Cam leading both. I’ll still be involved, but mostly, I’m all yours.’

‘I like the sound of that,’ I said, running my fingers through his wet hair and tugging lightly.

‘I’ve ordered super internet for you too, so you can keep camming if you want too.’

I loved camming and loved being seen, but between Hugh and Tim, it had left me feeling unsafe.

‘I don’t know if I want to. Maybe if I can find a way to do it anonymously, and with you.’

‘You know you’ll never have to work if you don’t want to. Or you can stay here and make and sell socks and cakes, or whatever your pretty little head dreams up.’

‘I do like to be watched,’ I said, trying to broach a subject I’d been unsure of. We’d done some kinky things together, but now that we were in a real relationship, I didn’t know where I stood.

‘Baby girl, I’ll make all of your dreams come true. Right down to the absolute filth you crave. If you want to be watched, or fucked, or anything else, just let me know. I’m more than happy to share, as long as I’m the one who gets to keep you for good.’

‘You wouldn’t be jealous?’

‘Of seeing you writhing in pleasure? Never. As long as it’s agreed before it happens, I’m down for whatever sick little fantasies you want to explore.’

He led me into the cottage before stoking the log burner and getting the fire crackling and popping.

‘Will you help me decorate it?’ he asked. ‘Or we can pay someone to come in and do it all.’

‘I’d love to. Do I get my own drawer?’

‘No, Valentina. You get the whole damn house. If you want to. Move in with me?’

‘Really?’

‘I don’t want to go between my place and yours any more. I want to have you all to myself. You can keep the apartment with Lara if you want to, for when we visit the city.’

‘What about your flipping massive mansion?’

‘Ewen’s going to keep living there, and it’s going to always be kept for our family get-togethers, where any of us can stay when we want to. This can be our country digs.’

He sat down on the rug in front of the fire, his leg still stiff when he tried to fully bend it.

I straddled his lap and stole a kiss, melting against him as the heat from the fire licked at the side of my face.

“Is that a yes?’ he asked.

‘It’s a yes, Daddy.’

‘Now be a good girl and get out of your wet clothes so Daddy can christen his new rug.’

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