Chapter 7 #2
An “Eep!” escaped from her lips before she rushed to ask, “I was trying to make a joke. You’re going to join me?”
“Sure. I seem to be overdressed.” He popped his button open on his jeans and drew the zipper down. Street could almost feel Rosa’s gaze on his body as he pushed the jeans over his hips, removing his boxers with them. He paused a second to yank his socks off before stepping out of his clothing.
“Did you find the toys?” he asked.
“No. You have stuff to play with in the tub?”
“I do.” Street walked to the vanity and pulled out an unopened bag of bath toys.
He thanked his impulse to stock this house in case he found his Litte girl and couldn’t wait to see Rosa play.
Returning to the tub, he tore the bag open and allowed them to cascade into the suds.
Immediately, they popped up on the surface, peeking through the white bubbles. “Dibs on the purple dinosaur.”
“There are dinosaurs?” she asked, combing through the foam, creating gaps in the white mounds shielding her petite form.
Street took advantage of her distraction to step into the opposite side of the tub.
He pushed some of the soap suds aside to sit down.
As he settled fully into the water their legs brushed against each other, drawing sharp inhales from Rosa as he enjoyed them.
The touch seemed to affect her too. Street spotted the animal he’d mentioned.
He plucked the toy out of the bath and held it out to her. “Here you go, Dinorosa.”
“Dinorosa? I’d love to be a dinosaur. Then no one would mess with me.”
His heart almost broke at the sadness in her voice. No Little girl should have to battle the world to survive. “Then that’s your official nickname. You can be a badass T-Rex.” Street deliberately used the wrong name for the animal she held. Perhaps he could make her laugh.
She gave him a genuine smile instead that went straight to his heart. Reaching out a hand, she accepted the plastic toy. “This guy’s a brontosaurus.” Her fingers stroked the dinosaur’s long neck. “I love dinosaurs almost as much as jaguars.”
His mind went straight to the gutter and imagined those digits caressing his shaft.
Street stifled the groan that threatened to spill from his lips as his body hardened.
Being around Rosa totally destroyed his self-control, and Street loved the temptation she offered.
“Keep an eye out for the others, Little girl. I bet there are other dinosaurs in the tub with us.”
She held the dinosaur out to him, “Here, StreetStreet, hold please.”
He grinned, discovering she at least cared about him enough to give him a pet name too. She combed through the bubbles, looking for more toys.
“Want to try Daddy, Dinorosa?”
“Daddy?” she asked, pausing in her search.
“I’d love for you to call me Daddy, Little girl. When you’re ready. Until then, you can use StreetStreet if you like that.”
She stared at him for a moment before announcing, “Okay.”
Street spotted something green next to her. “Check by your right knee.” When she turned to her left, he corrected her gently, “Your other right knee.”
She laughed, “I never learned right and left.” Shifting to the other side, she nabbed the green creature and announced, “Stegosaurus! Do you think there’s a T-Rex?”
“I’m pretty sure I saw one in the bag.”
Street reclined on the tub wall and watched Rosa search through the foaminess, her actions allowing him glimpses of her high, upturned breasts. He sent Razor a mental thank you for sending him home. The razzing he would get would be worth this alone.
“You’re hiding it,” Rosa announced, launching herself forward to reach around his torso.
Her knee slipped on the bottom of the tub, making her tumble downward onto his chest. Her lithe body slid against him erotically, skyrocketing his arousal even more.
Street wrapped an arm around her to hug her securely to his chest. She had to notice his erection pressed against her.
“Whoa, Little girl.” He tried to ignore the feel of her curves brushing over his skin and failed miserably.
Damn, she feels good in my arms.
“Sorry, StreetStreet,” she whispered and raised the Tyrannosaurus rex above the water. “I protected you from the bad guy.”
“Thank you, Dinorosa.”
“Why do you call me Dinorosa?”
“You’re full of roars and armored to protect yourself. The Little girl I see peeking out when you’re brave enchants me.”
“I didn’t know people actually got to be Little,” she whispered.
“The courageous ones do, and you’re pretty badass.”
Her lips spread in a smile that made his heart flip-flop inside his chest. She was a survivor. Street lifted a hand out of the water and tucked a strand of hair that had escaped from her updo behind her ear.
Her eyes closed for a moment as he brushed her skin. When she opened them, Rosa lowered her lips ever so slowly to hover over his. Street held his breath, mentally urging her to take a chance on him. After what felt like a lifetime, she kissed him.
Street opened his mouth, inviting her to deepen the kiss. His hands wrapped around her waist, drawing her higher on top of him. She spread her thighs, allowing his erection to nestle in her pink folds. Street couldn’t stop the groan that rumbled in his throat.
To his delight, she rubbed herself against him as she continued to kiss him with fiery desire.
Street lowered his hands to cup her bottom.
His fingers tightened on her small curves, assisting her intimate movements over him.
The dinosaurs bumped him as they floated on the waves created by their movements.
“Make love to me?” she whispered against his lips.
“I need to protect you, Rosa. Can I carry you to our bed? My condoms are in the bedside table.”
“Oh, I didn’t think of that. My life rarely allows time, desire, or energy to have sex.” She swallowed hard before meeting his gaze directly again. “I went to a free clinic for testing after my last boyfriend. I’m fine.”
“Thank you for taking care of yourself. Razor screens us whenever we wish. I won’t give you anything, but I’m guessing you’re not on birth control?”
“No. I can’t afford that.”
“We’ll fix that, but for now, let me protect you. Okay?”
When she nodded immediately, he sat up and lifted her to stand in the tub.
He pushed himself to his feet and stepped out of the tub, scooping her over the tub rim to stand on the rug next to him.
Quickly, he grabbed a towel from the rack and dried the moisture from her skin before running the fabric quickly over his body.
Street’s jaw clenched as she watched him with enormous eyes.
Her gaze fixed on his cock. He couldn’t wait to feel her fingers wrapped around his cock.
“Soon,” he promised himself. For now, the lines between her brows told him she was worried.
He cupped her face and lifted her chin until she met his gaze.
“Um…” slipped from her lips.
“Trust me, Rosa. I’ll take care of everything.”
She nodded slowly before walking forward to wrap her arms around his neck. Her confidence in him was a stronger aphrodisiac than anything he’d ever experienced. Bending his knees, Street picked her up easily and stalked toward the king-sized bed. He had plans for her.