Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 49258 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49258 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
The pressure of her bladder made her switch focus. There wasn’t another bathroom. Only the one he was currently naked inside.
Before she could stop herself, Giana knocked on the door. “Koa, I’m so sorry. I have to pee.”
“Come in, little girl. I won’t peek.”
Giana didn’t hesitate. She was used to sharing facilities with the other firefighters. Heck, she’d seen most of her colleagues naked and vice versa when they’d been exposed to dangerous chemicals while putting out a fire and had to strip off their clothes for decontamination. Giana pushed her pants down and collapsed onto the toilet. Knowing that he could hear her made this seem so intimate.
A soft hum came from behind the shower curtain, and then a smooth, low voice emerged. Koa was singing. His voice was amazing. Deep and rich, he added his own touch to the latest country hit Giana had heard on all the radio stations. The song covered any sound she made and soothed her jangled nerves.
Quickly, she finished and flushed the toilet, hoping it wouldn’t affect the temperature in the shower. Giana washed her hands and squeaked a “thank you” before escaping out the door. His serenade followed her into the hall.
Giana leaned on the bathroom door, hugging herself. What a Daddy thing to do. How many men would have realized she was embarrassed and provided cover for her? More important than that, how many men wouldn’t have peeked? In one move, Koa had proved to her he was truthful, reliable, and thoughtful.
She shook her head in amazement. How had she found him?
“Please let him be my daddy,” she whispered.
“What? I’m sorry, I missed that,” Koa said, opening the door. “Whoa!” He caught Giana as she fell inward to land against his chest.
“Oh! I’m sorry!” Giana said, trying to move away as soon as she’d regained her balance. She turned to face him to apologize one more time and swallowed her tongue.
Holy fuck! Did men have that many muscles? She stared at his body covered only by a towel wrapped around his waist. Her gaze dipped down past the delicious hip grooves to the damp material clinging to his pelvis. OMG!
“Fair warning, little girl. I’m going to pick you up and carry you to my bed in exactly five seconds if you don’t backtrack to the couch.”
Giana didn’t move. She looked at his face in wonder. When he announced, “One,” she took two steps forward to press herself against him. “Kiss me, Koa.”
His deep growl did things to her inside. His arms tightened around her waist, hugging her to his hard muscles. Koa lowered his mouth to hers in what felt like slow motion, as if giving her time to change her mind. There was no way that was going to happen.
Giana rose on her tiptoes to speed up the process. She swept her tongue over the seam of his lips and slipped inside to taste him. Fresh mint signaled to her that he’d brushed his teeth. She missed his own flavor, but quickly pushed that aside as he deepened the kiss.
His hand trailed up her spine, making her shiver. Koa cupped the back of her head and held her in place as he took control of their exchange. His dominance made her feel sexier and freer. With him in charge, she simply needed to enjoy herself.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him as he devoured her. Giana could feel herself responding to him. Her nipples tightened against Koa’s hard chest, and she wiggled to brush them over his skin. She squeezed her thighs together as heat built between them, soaking her panties with her juices. She scooted her feet closer to press her pelvis to his hardening shaft.
Koa released her mouth. “Do you promise not to run away if I carry you into my bedroom?” he growled. “We can take this slow.”
“I don’t want to go slow. Make love to me, Koa.”
“Daddy,” he demanded.
Giana understood immediately. “Make love to me, Daddy.”
Her world whirled around her as Koa lifted her to drape over his shoulder. She stared at the most perfectly formed male butt cheeks flexing as he carried her to his bed. His towel was crumpled and forgotten on the floor behind them.
“Come here, little girl,” he said, lowering her feet to the floor. “You are way overdressed.”
Giana grabbed the bottom of her shirt. She’d only lifted it a couple of inches before his hands stopped hers. She glanced up in surprise.
“Daddy gets to unwrap his present.”
“Present?” she echoed.
“Best damn present I’ve ever received.”
He tugged the shirt from her hands and whisked it over her head. After tossing it somewhere, Koa traced the delicate edge of her bra over the top of her breast. Giana bit her lower lip to prevent herself from moaning.
“Look how pretty you are. Daddy needs to take away this scratchy lace.”