"Yes."
My heart melts.
We stand outside his room door. This is it. End of the night. End of fake dating.
"Thank you," I say. "For everything. For pretending, for protecting me from Patricia, for—”
“I wasn't pretending."
"What?"
"When I said you were beautiful. When I said you were perfect. When I said you were mine. Wasn't pretending." He kisses me.
It's nothing like I imagined. It's consuming, demanding, his hand in my hair controlling the angle, his other arm banding around my waist holding me exactly where he wants me.
I melt into him, whimpering against his mouth.
five
John
She'sinmyhotelroom, looking like every fantasy I didn't know I had. Pink dress clinging to her curves, hair falling out of those ridiculous space buns, lips swollen from kissing.
"John, we should talk about this.”
“No talking. Not yet." I need to taste her again. Need to confirm this is real.
I kiss her slower this time, savoring. She makes these little sounds, needy and sweet. When I pull back, she chases my mouth.
"Eager Little Bunny."
She flushes. "I've been thinking about this all night. Actually, longer. Since you called me little bunny the first time.”
“Yeah? You like that? Like when I take charge?"
"Yes," she breathes. "I've never told anyone but I've always wanted... I read these romance novels. About dominant men who take care of their women. Set rules. Provide structure. Call them little names.”
“What kind of rules?"
She's bright red but pushes through. "Bedtimes. What to wear sometimes. Making sure I eat real food, not just candy. Praise when I'm good." She swallows. "Consequences when I'm not."
My cock goes rock hard. "You want a Daddy Dom."
She gasps. "You know about that?”
"You want rules, little girl? Want Daddy to take care of you?"
She moans. Actually moans. "Please.”
“Tell me if anything is too much. Use 'red' if you need to stop. Understand?"
"Yes, Daddy."
Fuck. The word in her sweet voice breaks my control. I spin her around, unzip her dress slowly. "Been wanting to unwrap you all night. Like a piece of candy."
The dress pools at her feet. She's wearing white cotton panties with tiny hearts and a matching bra. Innocent and sexy and perfect. All those soft curves I've been dying to get my hands on.
"Look at you. Daddy's perfect little bunny. So fucking soft and sweet.”
