Page 35 of Hidden With You

“Do you want me to call you Daddy?” I whisper the tease, then feel him go tense.

“No,” he says, his voice hard. “I really don’t.”

I lean back to see his eyes.

“That’s not why I’m attracted to you.”

I’d been teasing, willing to play a game. To keep everything between us about the sex. The fantasy. Because everything else gets complicated. But at the same time, I’m glad he doesn’t want to play that game. “Tell me why you are attracted to me.”

“No.”

“No? Why not?”

“Because you don’t want it to last. Which means you don’t get to know. All you need to know is that I want you. Is that enough?”

My heart is pounding in my chest, and I nod. “Yes,” I say.

He lifts his hands and cups my breasts. Then he raises one higher and encircles my throat. His hand is big, and he tightens it around my neck. “It would be so easy to bend you,” he says. “To make you do anything I want. To break you.”

“Yes,” I whisper. His eyes meet mine, and we stay like that. I’ve stopped moving entirely, and I can feel the pressure of his hand at my throat. This could be fun. This could be dangerous.

I think about the way he looked when he walked into the room just a few minutes earlier. Like a man on a mission. A man about to destroy. Right now, I can’t deny that I want him to destroy me.

He releases me, then slides me off him. I gasp in surprise.

“Get dressed. We’re going out.”

My whole body sags with disappointment. “I thought we shouldn’t go out unless it was necessary. There might be someone watching me. And besides, don’t you want to stay inside?”

“We’re going out,” he repeats. “And trust me. I know how to lose a tail.”