Page 197 of Daddy's Trust
“Listen closely to me. If I’m going to be in here with you, then you’re going to have to do exactly what I say. You have a safeword, you say it, I stop, and I leave you alone for a while. That doesn’t mean that I’m angry or that I’m rejecting you. It just means I need a moment. Okay? If you don’t say your safeword, then I expect you to do what I tell you.”
Fuck, he was being an asshole, wasn’t he? This wasn’t something she was ready for. He was treating her like a sub with experience, but she wasn’t.
She was new to all of this.
Not to mention, she was his forever girl.
The most precious thing in his world. She was fragile and he had to treat her as though she might break.
Because breaking her was the last thing he ever wanted to do.
“I shouldn’t be in here right now.” Turning, he grasped hold of the door handle. “Go sleep with your sisters, that way you won’t be alone tonight.”
Before he could leave the room, two arms wrapped around his waist, squeezing tight.
“No, please,” she begged. “I’ll do what you say. I promise. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Don’t leave.”
The panic in her voice broke through some of that darkness, offering a glimpse of light.
Turning, he wrapped her in his arms, picking her up. She immediately put her legs around his waist, holding on tight.
“I told you I’m not good company right now, baby,” he murmured. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She leaned back, cupping his face with her hands. He kept a tight hold on her so she didn’t slip and fall.
“I don’t know why you keep insisting that you’re the bad guy, Cash Savage, because you’re not. You’re my hero, and you won’t hurt me. I’ll do what you tell me to do, if that’s what you need. Truth is, I’d prefer that anyway. Sometimes it’s better not to think, especially right now.” A shudder ran through her. “I want you, Cash. I want you to stay with me. I want to sleep with you.”
“If things go further, I don’t want you to regret your first time being with me when I’m like this.” He turned them so she was the one pressed against the door, then grasping hold of her hair, he drew her head back so he could kiss her. It wasn’t a gentle kiss, it was hot and fiery. His mouth took hers in a move that could only be described as possessive.
He wanted to show her that he was part beast right now. When he drew back, he expected her to look nervous or to pullaway or change her mind. Instead, her eyes were half-lidded, her mouth open as she drew in fast breaths.
Her lips were wet, and he wanted to take them again, but he was giving her a moment to recover, to change her mind.
“So you see it’s not a good?—”
“Kiss me again,” she interrupted him.
He froze. “What? Baby, that’s not what you’re meant to say.”
“Why not?” she asked.
“You’re meant to say that you don’t want me. That kiss was meant to scare you.”
“Scare me?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“Then scare me again,” she ordered.
“Somehow, I don’t think that kiss had the effect I was hoping it would,” he said dryly.
“That kiss was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life,” she said. “I want more.”
“Jesus, baby. I hope you know what you’re asking for. Remember you have a safeword. I’ll try to be gentle.”
“You’ll look after me. I trust you, Cash Savage.”
“I fucking love you, Addie. My little stowaway. My baby. I want you in my life forever, Addie. Don’t let me do anything to harm you.”
