Page 14 of Blazing Desires
“You're such a dad, Blaze.”
Before I can stop myself, I reply, “No love, it’s Daddy to you.”
Her eyes grow wide before she bursts into a fit of giggles, slapping her knee and holding her stomach like it hurts. And fuck, if that laugh hasn’t just altered my brain chemistry. Thetinkling lilt reminds me of wind chimes in a breeze. I struggle to fight the grin but manage to wrestle an exaggerated frown with a full pout, pretending my feelings are hurt.
“You’ve really hurt my feelings!” I cross my arms over my chest for the full sulking act I’m going for, laying my performance on thick in hopes I can keep her laughing. “You don't think I'm Daddy?”
It works—her giggles continue at my performance, and I struggle to keep my pout from slipping into a grin. She wipes under her eyes to remove the tears that have flowed over her lashes. I roll mine for dramatic effect, secretly revelling in being able to make her laugh like that.
"No, no. You’retotallyDaddy if you say you are!"
She clocks my sulking form again and bursts into another fit of giggles. I huff and puff as if I'm upset but it's merely to stop me from joining in her laughter so that I can soak up the sound. She finally pulls herself together after laughing at my expense, trying her best to be super serious.
"Sorry,Daddy. I apologise for hurting your feelings on such a matter. Thank you for sharing and being vulnerable with me."
She winks with a wonky smile, her lips twitching to hold her laugh. Now that she’s given me the sound, I crave it like a lovesick addict.
"Thank you, love. Although when you say it, it doesn’t do it for me."
No way do I want her calling me that for real when it’s what her dad calls himself when talking to her. I have to fight the nausea that threatens to roll through my stomach at the thought.
“Yeah, I don’t think that’s the one.” She considers for a moment, tapping a slender finger against her lips. “We can workshop it! Figure out your brand.”
Her eyes twinkle with amusement. My lips twitch as I run my hands through my hair. I try to ignore the way her eyes track the movement, but my body eats it up, muscles flexing instinctively.
My body is a fuckingtraitor.
“Agreed, we should workshop it. So, the banana inspection. What's with that?”
My voice is gravelly from the way she is watching me, holding onto my self-control is proving to be a challenge.
“Oh, right. The banana thing. Yes!” She waggles the banana at me, her small hand firmly wrapped around it. My mind conjures an image of her hand wrapped around my rock-hard cock, slowly pump-
“Spiders!” she shouts, startling us both at her outburst.
Was she thinking the same as me?No, you fucking perv, I tell myself.You’re always horny at the worst times.
“I— There— umm.”
Clearing her throat, she tries her sentence again. “Someone told me once that spiders burrow into the bananas, especially the end.”
She touches the tip with her index finger and lightly strokes the top.
Holy fucking shit, I need a cold shower.
I'm sure she isn't trying to make it sexual, but my brain still processes it that way. I'm going to be thinking about this while I’m in the shower, fucking my fist and imagining it’s her. I drag a hand over my face and pull myself together. She snatches her finger away quickly from the top and shyly peeks at me.
Yep, I'm so fucked.
"So yeah, it's weird, but I have to inspect every banana before I eat it to make sure I don't accidentally unfurl a spider or eat one as I bite into it. I even googled what it would look like, so I know what to look out for.”
She seems embarrassed to share this quirk with me as she toys with her bottom lip. Great, I'm going to be imagining those lush pink lips wrapped around me too. I distract myself by trying to make her comfortable about sharing her habit with me.
"Not weird, love. It sounds reasonable enough to me."
My voice sounds husky to my ears, making a blush blossom across her cute face. Nodding, she slowly peels the banana skin before gently taking a bite of the tip. I’m going to come just watching her eat a banana, so I force my eyes away and back to my phone. But all I can see is her doing things to me that I shouldn't even be thinking about right now.
This is going to be impossible.
