Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
I’m stunned, and I love the tone he’s using and the way he’s rubbing my back. I slide my hands up around his neck. I could stay like he’s suggesting. I seriously doubt my parents would ever know. It’s not like they come to my apartment early in the morning on weekends and bang on the door.
He grips my shoulder blades. “Zia, you’re mine. I know it in my soul.”
He’s said that several times. “I can’t be yours. I…” My voice trails off. I don’t know what to add to that. It makes no sense. I’ve spent years knowing that I could never have what I truly want. What if I could? What if I defied my parents and did my own thing?
I’m too scared to find out. “They love me,” I whisper. He knows I mean my parents.
His hands slide higher. “I love you, too, Zia. So much the thought of not having you hurts.”
“It hurts me, too,” I admit.
“We’ll figure this out, Baby girl. We have to. Please stay. Be mine all night long. I’ll take you back to your apartment tomorrow evening. I promise. Give me another full day.”
Can I do it? Who would know? I should probably check my phone and make sure my mother hasn’t called or texted. If she doesn’t bother me all weekend, maybe she won’t find out and ask me a ton of questions about where I was and who I was with.
“I should check my messages,” I tell him.
He smiles. “Anything you want, Baby girl. You’ll stay?”
I chew on my bottom lip for a moment, contemplating this crazy idea. “If my mother calls…”
“We’ll deal with that bridge when we come to it.”
It’s more like a mountain pass than a bridge. “I’m not a good liar.”
He smiles. “I figured that out, sweet girl. I’m not surprised, and I wouldn’t want you to lie. I’d rather you took me to your parents’ house, told them you were mine, and faced the truth.”
I suck in a breath. The thought of doing that makes me nauseous. “They would never understand.”
“If that’s the case, we’ll deal with it, but we won’t know unless we face them.” He lifts a brow. He’s serious. He wants to meet my parents? That’s so far from what I had in mind when I agreed to come here for twelve hours.
“Would you want me to stay in this young age range all weekend?”
He nods. “I’d like you to have the full experience.”
Why is he so intent on giving me such a deep dive into regression? I like it. I’m not complaining, but it wasn’t exactly what I expected. It’s so intense. It’s also exhilarating. I’ve realized how much I trust him. With my body. Can I trust him with my heart? I’m not sure I can trust anyone with my heart.
His thumbs come to my cheeks. I love when he strokes me like that. He’s holding my head, forcing me to maintain his gaze. He doesn’t say anything else, though. He’s waiting for me to make a decision.
“Okay,” I whisper, “but can I sleep with you?”
His eyebrows lift. “You want to sleep in Daddy’s bed?”
“I want you to have sex with me.”
His eyes widen. “Zia, that’s a huge step. I didn’t ask you to stay so that I could make love to you, Baby girl. We don’t have to rush that part of our relationship.”
I narrow my gaze. “Do you even want to have sex with me?”
His breath hitches. “Yes, Zia. More than anything. If I had my way, you would never leave my home. I’d love if we could flash forward to a time when you know for certain you’re my Little girl, a time when you don’t hesitate to claim me as your Daddy, a time when you’ll know in your heart you are my forever Baby girl.”
“Forever? That’s a very long time.”
He chuckles. “It’s not long enough. It will never be long enough, but I’ll take all the years I can have with you, and I’d give anything for those years to start now.”
“You’re so sure.” He is shocking me, yet again, with his certainty and determination. I don’t have his strength or conviction. I have parents who are going to lose their shit when I tell them about Gabriel.
My body twitches as I realize for the first time I’m actually considering facing them. Could I do such a thing?
“Beyond a shadow of a doubt,” he tells me. “I’ll let you sleep in my bed, Baby girl, but I’m not going to make love to you until you’re mine in every way.”
I gasp. “You won’t have sex with me until I agree to stay forever?”
He smiles, but his brows are narrowed. “You say that like it’s a hardship. Are you anxious to get rid of your virginity suddenly?”
I flush. “Kind of,” I admit.