“I wanna kiss you.”
My chest rumbled with the groan his words sparked within me. “Do it.”
“No. Not yet.”
“When?”
“Would you have shown up at my door if the Navy hadn’t forced us to share space?”
“Yes.” He looked skeptical, but I spoke the truth. I had wanted to see him again. Badly. As much as that weirded me out. There’d never been anyone I wanted to see as I had him. Just the thought of that unnerved me.
He stepped toward me, his hands cupping my face. Our mouths met. Not timid or gentle. Feral. That was the only way to describe it. His mouth slanted over mine. Our tongues twinedtogether, and I pulled him to me. I wanted to feel him against me. Ihadto.
When we parted, my jaw hurt, my hands cupped his naked ass, and we both were grinding against each other. Not sure about him, but I was on the verge. There’d barely been time to jerk off in the shower over the last few weeks.
“You need to eat.”
“Ineedto get fucked. Food can wait.”
“Once I get you in bed, I don’t plan to let you out of it anytime soon. Plus, I’m not a fan of cold Chinese.”
“But…”
He patted my cheek as he said, “Tut tut. No pouting. I’m pulling on some briefs. It’d be nice to come back to you in the same.”
I nodded silently, pissed that he said I was pouting. I wasn’t.
He smirked. “You’re fucking adorable with your lip stuck out.” Leaning in, his lips wrapped around my bottom one in a sucking kiss. I melted into him. Fuck food. I wanted himinme.
Now!
“Go get your shorts on so we can eat, and I can get fucked,” I growled at him.
Laughter exploded from the sexy jerk. I turned to unpack the food before the urge to punch him became too much to ignore.
He popped my ass cheek, kissed the back of my head, and left the room. I glanced over my shoulder at him. The way he just forced me to let him care for me unnerved me. Hell, everything the man did unnerved me. No one had ever taken care of me. My skin felt too tight.
Then there was the way my insides lit up when he called me adorable, and the way the word Daddy, quickly replaced by Sir, floated to the front of my head when he patted my cheek.
I’d never been interested in kink.
Well, other than getting my ass smacked.
Or getting choked.
Or letting a guy pin me down and force me to take his cock.
Okay, so maybe I was a bit kinky, but…
ADaddy?
Yeah, no. Fuck that shit. That edged too close to needing someone, because boys needed their Daddies, and I didn’t need anyone.
“Guess I need to put more clothes on.”
The sound of his voice nearly had me jumping out of my skin. “Sorry,” I mumbled. “I got lost in thought.”
“Good ones?” he asked, his arm snaking out and looping over my shoulder to pull down the zipper on my combat shirt.
