Her Outlaw Daddy by Jane Henry

Author:Jane Henry [Henry, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2016-12-07T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger… the way it stops and starts. ― Edgar Allan Poe

Aida wanted to protest. She wanted to push him away. But when Cole’s head dipped down and his mouth found hers, though her mind said no, her body said yes.

Yes. Please. More.

It was wrong, all of it, so very wrong. He’d whipped her mercilessly. He was an outlaw. He’d stolen her. But never had she been attracted to a man like Cole. The men she’d met as of late, the rich dandies who called on her at home, were nothing like her captor. Their hands were pale and soft, their clothes impeccably clean. They smelled of clover and mint, and she stood taller than a few. Their dainty speech and perfect manners sickened her. She hated them, all of them. They all reminded her of her father.

The rough stubble of Cole’s bearded face scratched her as his mouth, soft in comparison to everything else about him, met hers in unapologetic greed. He wanted her. His tongue plunged into her mouth, and arousal zinged through her core. Her body had been taut before, wound and closed and properly chastened, but now she was split open, laid bare, heat galloping through her veins and arousal across her chest as his raw, powerful hands raked over her breasts. His fingers nimbly found her nipples, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure so a low moan hummed between them as they kissed.

He pulled his mouth away and cursed, the guttural growl somehow making her need him more. Everything in her instinctively yearned for his power, his strength, his unabashed masculinity. He raked his fingers through her hair, tugging her head back with surprising tenderness, though she felt the pull on her scalp, a reminder of his unbridled strength. He made her feel small, feminine, and somehow beautiful. His whiskered mouth graced her cheek with a kiss.

“You’ll be a good girl, Aida,” he said, and she nodded. Yes. Yes, she would, she’d do anything he said. “You won’t give Daddy reason to punish you again like that.”

Daddy.

Why did hearing him say that make her thighs clench, her nipples tighten against the bodice of the dress? It was so wrong.

She swallowed, utterly consumed with her need for him, as she gasped a response. “No. I’m sorry.” Her voice caught at the end. She was sorry.

She’d needed to defy him, needed to push. The feeling of being out of control was unsettling. But now as he held her close to his chest, she felt calmed. No longer out of control or angry. He was strong. He would protect her. She’d needed the stern reminder. Her entire life she’d been allowed to do as she’d wanted. She’d been spoiled terribly. Cole was the first man who had ever held her to a higher standard, and though she’d deny it, deep down inside she felt the magnetic pull of his authority. It was calming and undeniably erotic.

“I want to hold you,” he said, his mouth trailing down to her neck.

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