“Fuck.You feel so good, and it’s not just about how perfectyou fit me.”Nate’s hands gripped her hips.
It was more than sex.It scared her but maybe that was agood thing.
She started to move, her eyes held by his as he shifted withher.She found the perfect spot and worked his cock over and over until shecouldn’t stand it a second more and then held herself tight against him, ridingthe wave of her orgasm.The second she was limp against him, he rolled themover on the bed, bringing his weight down on her.
She loved the way he pressed her into the mattress, adoredhow he didn’t pretend she was fragile and he was worried he would break her.Hesimply took her because she was his and he was hers and this was natural.
She wrapped her legs around him, watching his gorgeous faceas he thrust in over and over.Then he stiffened, and his eyes were on her ashe went over the edge.
Pure satisfaction filled her soul as Nate fell to the bedbeside her, and for a moment, everything felt right with Daisy’s world.
* * * *
Nate stretched on the big bed and watched as Daisy walkedout of the bathroom, her hair wrapped in a towel and an oversized robe aroundher body.He’d taken a shower with her, slowly making love to her again.He’dpressed her against the tile and filled her with him.
Fuck, she was beautiful.And he’d meant what he’d said.Shewas his.Oh, he was absolutely certain she was thinking this was all play, butit wasn’t.If this was a game, it was the most important one of his life, andhe intended to win.
“You don’t need the robe.”
A brow arched over her emerald eyes.“What if I’m cold?”
He pulled the covers down.“Then I’ll keep you warm.I’vebeen told I’m a furnace.It’s sad for you, but you’ll get used to it.”
She wrinkled her nose, an expression he was learning meantshe was going along with something but she wasn’t totally sold on an idea.Therobe came off, and she crawled into bed with him.“What do you think that’sabout?”
He glanced over and frowned.How the hell had he missed thefloor-to-ceiling, velvet painted rock-star portrait?Well, his mind had beenfull of her, but it was a detail he was certain would have registered at anyother time.“Someone really likes old music.I’m not sure.He looks familiar,but in a classic rock way.Though I’m not supposed to call it classic rockbecause my father then does some math and bemoans his age.”
Daisy sat next to him, her back against the headboard.Henoticed she didn’t pull the covers up, preferring to leave her gorgeous body ondisplay.Yeah, that was why the blond dude in the bandana hadn’t made animpression.“I have never actually been in the club part of this building.There’s a daycare in the building next door.I spent a lot of time there, but Inever came in here.I finally get why Uncle Ian calls The Hideout a dump.Wedon’t have anything like this.It kind of makes me wonder how much all thiscost.Da complains about the price of raspberries.I wonder how much theobviously custom-built spanking bench cost.I bet it’s a lot of raspberries.”
“Well, from what I understand, this place started out a lotlike The Hideout.”He shifted so he was facing her.So it was easy to lean overand brush his lips against her shoulder.
Her family had put a wall up between them, and he had tofind a way to break it down.He’d been certain crying would help shake thosewalls, but he worried she’d rebuilt them.
“Well, it’s beautiful now.I suppose that’s what matters,”she said.“It’s just weird to be here.Like something forbidden.”
“I’ve been to this club, though I don’t remember it.”
She looked his way finally, curiosity in her green eyes.“Ididn’t know you spent much time in Dallas.I mean I know you came to visit overthe years, but we mostly visited you.”
He’d been told the story, though it wasn’t one he sharedoften.It felt right to share it with her.He eased down so he could lay hishead on her lap, feel her soft skin against his cheek.“My mum got into a spotof trouble.A bit like you have.She was trying to help someone and it caughtthe attention of some very bad blokes.I was only a few months old.Mum went onthe run and came to the place where she felt safest.”
Her hand came to his head, fingers starting to play in hishair as though she couldn’t stop herself from touching him.“She went to mymom.”
“She did,” Nate replied.“She came to Dallas looking forhelp, and a day or two later my father showed up.He was standing in thedaycare room at the McKay-Taggart building when he found out I existed.”
“Really?”The hand on his head moved in soothing strokes.“He didn’t know?He wasn’t there when you were born?”
He felt like a big tiger being utterly tamed by a kitten.“Nope.He’d been a dumb arse who decided he wasn’t good enough for my mum, andso they had a one-night stand and he left.She tried to contact him, but hewouldn’t take her calls,” Nate explained.“So, yeah, he wasn’t there when I wasborn.He didn’t know I existed until he walked into the McKay-Taggart buildingand I was in the daycare.Adam Miles still complains about his back because mytough old dad fainted dead away at the sight of me.”
A chuckle came from her.“Oh, now I understand what UncleAdam means when he says Australia fell on him.I always thought it was someweird metaphor.So let me guess.They decided to stash your mom here.”
“Bingo.”
She leaned over, looking down into his eyes.“Did they fallin love all over again right here?”
“I don’t think so.I don’t think it was easy.My mum… Youknow her history, right?”
Daisy’s expression fell.“Yes.I know.I know your mom wasin an accident with mine when they were young, and that’s how my sister diedalong with Mom’s first husband.”
