Page 21 of Summer Fling (The Kingston Brothers #5)

Chapter Thirteen

Dalton

W hen I saw Blake take off her dress and dive into the pool in just her lace panties and bra, I'd gone back upstairs and grabbed a condom from my bedroom.

I didn't expect anything to happen, but I wanted it to. It felt inevitable. Everything that happened over the last few weeks led up to this moment.

Her moving in, her care for Lilliana, her concern for the situation with Oakley, and the fact that she'd stayed by my side. Then there was the physical attraction. She was a gorgeous woman, intelligent and caring, far too good for me. Tonight, she was mine.

But reality was returning. She was my employee, my daughter's nanny.

I pulled back so that I could see her face that was ashen. I helped her to a seated position. Then I reached for the towel I'd brought to cover her.

She wrapped the towel around her body, and I wondered if she was having regrets.

I braced my hand on the side of the pool. "You want to swim or head upstairs?"

She shook her head but didn't speak.

I lifted myself out of the pool, letting the water fall off me before grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my waist. I didn't bother to dry off before picking her up and carrying her to a lounger under the deck.

I'd turned on the string of lights that Hudson insisted on installing. He said it added to the ambiance, and now that I was holding Blake in my arms, I had to agree. "Are you okay? Any regrets?"

She smiled wanly. "I should have some."

"But you don't?" I asked with my heart somewhere in my stomach.

She bit her lip. "I feel like I should be concerned about what this means. But I don't want to overthink it."

I could get on board with that, so I cradled her against my chest, wondering how the evening had turned out so differently than I'd expected.

It was one more fake date to solidify our relationship in front of the locals. Instead, the act had gotten to me. I'd forgotten that she wasn't mine, and I allowed myself to give in to the desire I'd had for her since she moved in.

She started shivering.

"You want to take a warm shower?"

She nodded shakily. "That would be great."

I had a feeling we wouldn't be getting much sleep. I was grateful that we had the night to ourselves because things might look different in the morning.

One of us could freak out and pull back. But for now, I was going with whatever this was. I'd enjoy it and not allow myself to worry about what could happen in the future.

I carried her up the stairs and into my room, setting her on her feet on the floor of the bathroom.

I turned on the water, not encouraging her to go in until it was warm to the touch. She stepped in, letting her head fall back, her eyes closing in pleasure.

Her nipples were hard again, her body glistening in the water. I'd never seen anything more beautiful.

She lifted her head, blinking under her lashes. "Are you going to join me?"

I cleared my throat. "Just enjoying the view."

She grinned and reached for me. I had a feeling not much cleaning would be getting done. When I stood in front of her, I cupped her jaw so that she was gazing up at me. I couldn't believe she was here in my shower.

I kissed her with more passion than I'd used in the pool when I wasn't sure if she was on board yet. This time, I knew we were on the same page, and I couldn't hold back anymore. When I pulled away, I said, "I need you."

She was becoming an addiction.

"You have me," she said, placing my hand between her legs, and I groaned at her boldness. She was usually so self-contained. I liked seeing her like this, free and inhibited.

I had fantasies where she only let go with me. I had no idea if it were true, but I liked to imagine it was.

I parted her folds and dipped a finger into her wet heat. She bit her lip, her head falling back as she widened her legs for me.

I pumped my fingers into her as I dipped my head to capture her nipple in my mouth.

"How can I want you again so soon?" she asked softly.

"I think it's my magic hands," I teased, loving the way she swayed on her feet at my ministrations.

Her hand gripped my forearm, holding me to her. "I think it's you."

I let her comment go to my head. I was special to her. She'd never had anyone like me before, and I didn't want her to forget this night.

I didn't have much to offer her. But I wanted to give her everything.

She might not be ready for it, but I'd bide my time, hoping that I was enough for her.

She began to tremble. Her entire body flushed as she let go and cried out my name.

There was something about the sound of my nameon her lips that made me harder than ever. I easily lifted her, spreading her legs and gliding into her in one motion. Her head fell back, and I realized that I could feel every inch of her warmth surrounding my dick.

Before I lost all sense of reason, I forced myself to pull out. "Condom."

I set her down, moving her to the stream of water before I stepped out, not bothering with a towel. I grabbed a condom from the box in my nightstand.

I was back in no time, smoothing the rubber over my dick before lifting her once again and returning home.

She bit her lip. "You feel so good."

"Amazing," I murmured as I kissed her neck, her jaw, and thrust inside her. I held her against the wall, impaling her on my length. There was nowhere else I ever wanted to be.

I'd been so determined to be the best dad I could be; it was nice to have a night off. I didn't need to worry about Lilliana. I could lose myself in Blake.

The last two years were stressful, but this time with Blake had been heavenly, and I wasn't ready to let her go. Selfishly, I wanted to keep her forever.

The friction between our bodies set Blake off a few seconds later, and I was helpless to resist following her over. I dropped my head to her shoulder. Her arms wrapped tightly around me.

I felt warmth spread through my body. A tenderness came over that had me setting her gently on the floor. I tied off the condom and tossed it in the direction of the wastebasket. I'd get it later. Now I wanted to take care of my girl.

I grabbed the body wash, squirted a dollop on my hand, and soaped her up. She was blissed out, her skin pink, and her muscles languid.

I turned her so that she could rinse off, then grabbed shampoo and worked it into her hair. When I massaged it into her scalp, she leaned her head back. "You're spoiling me."

"I don't usually have you all to myself," I said, not willing to say that I wanted to take care of her. That it was a desire that I'd never experienced before, other than with Lilliana. I never took care of Oakley like this. On some level, I knew she wouldn't have liked it.

Oakley wanted things, jewelry, and nights out. She'd even begged for vacations when we already lived in a tourist destination. But Blake brought out a different side of me. One that wanted to be more for her. The man she deserved.

I rinsed the shampoo out of her hair, then applied conditioner to the ends.

"Do you do this with everyone you date?" Blake asked, and then she sighed. "Forget I asked. It's none of my business."

I chuckled. "I don't mind if you ask questions about my past. But you're the only one I've even thought about doing this for."

"Ah," she said as if she was thinking carefully about my answer.

I didn't want her to ask questions I wasn't ready to answer, so I turned off the water and wrapped her in a fluffy towel. "I want you in bed."

Her eyes flashed with desire.

We were insatiable for each other. I roughly dried myself off, then helped her before we slipped under the sheets.

I couldn't believe that Blake was naked in my bed. We had one night together before reality crept in, and I was going to do everything in my power to make an impact.

I had to work tomorrow, but I didn't care. Who knew how far this would even go. At the end of the day, she worked for me. She was tasked with caring for my child and pretending to be in a relationship so that we could convince Oakley and the court that we were a stable family.

I couldn't do anything to derail those plans. Lilliana came first. I was more than a little worried that a real relationship would complicate everything.

I held her to me, her ass nestling against my stirring dick. We wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight, and I was completely on board with that.

To stop the worrisome thoughts, I rolled her to her back and urged her to spread her legs so that I could feast on her. She was the perfect kind of distraction. One that wouldn't let me think about the morning and what came after.

Each touch, each kiss was a revelation, a reminder of what I'd been missing out on the last few years. The possibility of a life with someone who cared about me and my daughter.

I'd been so wrapped up in Oakley's drama that I'd given up on something for myself. But Blake helped me to see that there was more to relationships than manipulation and control. With her, I could see how life could be easy.

I'd come home to a woman who was excited to see me, who cared for my child when I couldn't be there. It was something I hadn't dared to consider for myself. It always seemed impossible with someone like Oakley in my life.

I hoped that we could continue whatever this was in the light of day.