If he couldn’t take the plunge, I’d have to do it for him.
“I’m so much older than you…,” Daniel said quietly, his eyes still closed, clenching tightly like he was regretting every single word.
Did he think that if he couldn’t see me, it would make this easier on him?
Nope. I wasn’t going to let him take the easy way out on this.
Taking the opportunity because his eyes were closed, I leaned forward to whisper in his ear, “Does it matter?”
He let out a low moan as I nuzzled into his neck, his fingers spasming around my wrists. His soft beard tickled my lips before I dragged my nose up his jawline to his earlobe, so I could nibble on it.
“Tell me you don’t want this,” I murmured, leaning my temple against his. “And I’ll stop.”
His hands dropped to my waist, gripping and releasing, gripping and releasing, fighting with himself before I felt him finally pull me forward.
I grinned at the low rumble reverberating from his chest as the internal war that he’d been fighting dissolved, and he gave in at last. I felt the tension in his body release all at once before his hands made their way around my waist and down to grip my ass. “You want me?”
“Yes,” I said, nodding. “So badly.”
With a groan from him and a squeak from me, he lifted me onto the island before pushing my legs open so he could stand between them. My cock went from highly interested tooh, fuckyes, give it to me nowin less than half a second at his easy show of strength.
Even then, he was too far away, so I shuffled forward and drew him toward me by his belt loops. My fingers crept under his hoodie, allowing me to feel his sturdy body through the thin T-shirt he had on underneath. His muscles tensed with every move I made, but the longer I caressed him, the more they relaxed.
Leaning his forehead on mine, his hands held me steady on the edge of the island and close enough that he could grind against me, letting me feel his hard cock alongside my own.
I groaned at the sensation of his firm body touching mine. Oh God. What I wouldn’t give for us to be naked right about now so I could feel his skin next to mine. What wonderful things we could do to each other.
“We shouldn’t….” Daniel’s eyes fluttered closed as he pressed the side of his forehead against mine before his lips ever so gently rubbed along my jawline in a mirror of what I’d done to him earlier. He used his nose to guide his way to my ear, making my heart rate spike. “You don’t even know me.”
Whining, I melted into him. It didn’t matter. After what we’d been through yesterday, time meant nothing anymore. What mattered was that we were both adults who clearly wanted each other. Shouldn’t we live in the moment? Grab every opportunity that comes along with both hands and fuck it into submission?
“Or is that what’s turning you on?” he whispered in my ear, his voice gravelly and thick with need. “The fact that we’re essentially strangers?”
“Oh God.” Holding his ass tight against me, I squirmed, trying to gain that friction I so desperately needed. I buried my face into his collarbone, nipping at his hoodie and wishing it was his skin. With every gentle roll of his hips, his rock-hard cock continued to grind alongside mine, fueling my desire for him.
Of course, that was the moment that my phone had to ruin everything and ring.
I groaned at the interruption and reluctantly pulled away from Daniel, searching the countertop for the source of the infernal cockblocker. “Unknown number,” I muttered in annoyance, ready to toss the phone down and get back to more enjoyable activities.
Daniel glanced at the screen. “That’s local.” He raised an eyebrow at me. “Could be the mechanic.”
“Aw, crap.” I swiped to answer quickly before my voicemail picked up the call. With finally getting to be so close to Daniel, I’d completely forgotten about my Jeep. “Hello?”
“Is that Marshall Bradford?” the gruffest voice I’d ever heard in my life barked at me through the speaker.
I flinched and held my phone away from my ear so I wouldn’t go deaf. “Yes?”
“Thank fuck. I’d hate to fucking leave a message like I’ve had to do with so many other fuckers this morning.”
I blinked and glanced at Daniel, only to see him silently laughing at the interaction. “Um… okay?”
“I’ve checked your Jeep—”
I let out a quick breath. Daniel was right; this was indeed the mechanic I’d been waiting on. What was his name? Pretty sure it started with a K…. Kaleb? Kadir? Karson?
“—and it’s gonna take at least a fucking week to get the parts in to get it fucking roadworthy.”
A tiny thrill ran up my spine at his words. One whole week. I looked at Daniel, who was still standing between my knees, leaning in slightly to listen to the profanity-laden words filtering through the speaker. He met my eyes, nodded, and gave me a thumbs-up, presumably to let me know he was okay with me staying with him and Rose for the week. I’d have to confirmthat with him once I got off the phone with the customer service representative from hell. “Oh… um—”
