“You are.” I swallow a ball of emotion. “You’re my hero.”
“Rose …”
His voice cracks.
He pushes his lips against mine. At first I think it’s going to be a gentle kiss. A brush of the lips. But then passion ignites us both and I let out a muffled moan.
He grips my back harder, rocks his hips. His manhood is already solid, an urgent pressure against my groin.
This is wrong.
I rock against him, twitching my hips, my lips sizzling with the memory of how he filled me up last time.
We should stop.
How can we give ourselves to lust after what we just talked about?
Maybe that’s why we can. Letting go. Forgetting. Replacing dark with light.
I stand then take his hand, guiding it to my dress, staring at the fierce hunger on his face.
“Does my perfect Rose want to take control?” he groans.
I direct his hand all the way to my underwear. Then push my underwear aside and rock against him. He breathes raggedly as he circles my hole with his finger.
“Maybe I want to show Daddy I’m not afraid anymore. Of him—of this.”
His eyes flare intensely. “Then you better tell Daddy what you want.”
I shake my head. “No.”
“No?”
“Not what I want … what Ineed.”
He slips his finger inside of me, standing. Crushing his lips against mine. I ride his hand as wetness floods my tunnel. His finger grinds deeply inside of me, the heel of his palm crushing into my clit with each stroke. My head swims with tingly pleasure. My body pumps with the force of him.
My man. My criminal.
My savior.
I grip his wrist with both hands. Ride his finger as my passage shivers around his dominating touch.
“Daddy,” I moan. “I want …”
He leans back. “Don’t get shy. Tell me.”
“I want you to taste me, Daddy. I want your tongue.”
“Fuuuuuuuuck.”
He picks up, cradling me to his chest. Carries me up the stairs as though I weigh nothing and kicks open the door.
Dropping me on the bed, his hands are on me straightaway. He tears down my underwear then hikes my dress up. The fabric bunches around my belly. Then he takes my thighs possessively and pushes them apart.
I lean up on my elbows so I can see the obsession in his eyes.
They wanted to break him, ruin him. But there’s only one person who can shatter his resolve.
