“You got it right the first time, princess,” he murmured, tipping my head up so our eyes met. “Daddy,” he repeated. Shit! He’d heard and now wanted me to call him that again.
It was crazy.
Insane.
We lived eight hours away from one another! Whatever this thing between us might feel like, it wasn’t viable. It couldn’t last longer than the week I’d planned on being here.
Take the moment. Capture it and make it yours,a voice in my head whispered. A tremble washed through me. The room was dark, with only a hint of silvery moonlight streaming through the windows I hadn’t shut yet and the fire still burning brightly; those were the only sources of light.
Asher’s blue eyes seemed darker as he stared not just at me but what felt like right through me. Like he saw me for me in a way no one ever had.
And everything inside of me wanted to give in. Hand over the reins and let him be in charge. Let him be my daddy for however long this blizzard lasted. God, the idea with anyone else would have been terrifying. But sitting next to Asher, wrapped up in his arms, I wanted daddy to take over and be in charge.
To let someone take care of me for a change.
I could see the challenge in his gaze as he stared back at me. The way he wanted me to repeat it as we stared at one another. My heart was beating wildly against my chest.
“Daddy,” I whispered. His hands on my tightened when I gave the two of us what we wanted. Asher Tilbury might not have outright smiled, but his eyes that reflected he was more than happy with what he’d just heard. His hand cupped my face, tilting me in place slowly, still giving me one last chance to change my mind.
But I wasn’t going to.
When my sexy stranger’s head started to drop, my eyes fluttered shut, unknowingly handing him more than my trust. His firm lips touched mine, and I melted. I couldn’t describe it as anything else. My head cleared of every thought while our mouths slow danced to a song only our hearts had ever heard before.
It was like we’d done it a million times before. Steady. Confident. Sure.
But completely new.
A first.
My hand moved between us as I clenched the soft material of his dress shirt as his slid into my hair perfectly, the way you saw happen on screen or read about but never really experienced without a couple of strands being tugged on the wrong way.
But not with Asher.
No. Daddy most definitely knew what he was doing.
He adjusted us, pulling me onto his lap completely, and I had no qualms about tossing my thighs over his as our chests touched and my shorts rode up my thighs. Thighs he was currently touching. Skin on skin, making me ache for more while seriously thankful I hadn’t changed into pants.
I wanted more. I needed his hands all over my body.
An image bubbled to life I wanted to make a reality. The two of us completely naked with one another, flesh against warm flesh. Preferably sweaty. I shivered, and he groaned, the sound like a shot of my favorite tequila.
“Cold?” he rasped against my lips, but I shook my head, resting my forehead against his. My eyes were still shut as we breathed the same sweet air. “Look at me, princess.”
“You shouldn’t call me that,” I said breathlessly.
“You don’t like it?” he asked with genuine curiosity.
I’d never liked anyone calling me that, hated it growing up. When you’re blonde with blue eyes and my build, a lot of peoplecall you a lot of things. Princess is one of them, but it isn’t usually meant in a nice way.
“I think for the first time in my life, I do. And that could be a problem,” I answered honestly. I didn’t feel the need to edit myself or overthink things. If this was going to be for a couple of days—hell, for all I knew, we’d wake up and the snow could be gone by morning, and all we’d have was a night—I was going to be one hundred percent genuine.
“Baby,” he groaned. “I need those baby blues on me.” I opened my eyes.
“If we do this, we should have some rules,” I blurted before he could say something that would put my heart in even more danger than it was already in.
“Okay,” he said quietly, his gaze studying me.
“We have to be honest and real with one another.”
