Daddy in Cowboy Boots (Montana Daddies #9) - Laylah Roberts Page 0,66
was going to be braless around him.
This was not going to help her arousal issue. She turned back around to see he was indeed peeking between his fingers at her.
“Daddy!”
“What? I have to keep an eye on my Little one. Means you get into far less trouble. Hand me the bra.”
“Why?”
He raised his eyebrows as though to tell her that he didn’t need a reason. With a reluctant sigh, she handed it over and he tucked it down the side of the recliner.
“Come here.”
She walked over, wondering how she was going to fit on there with him. Reaching out, he picked her up and plonked her down on his lap. She was resting with her back against his front, her head on his shoulder.
Then he arranged the blanket over them.
“Comfy?” he asked in her ear.
No. Not at all. How did he expect her to be comfortable when he surrounded her? His scent teased her. He smelled like the fresh outdoors with a hint of smoke from when he’d lit the fire.
Earthy. Outdoorsy. His strong arm was wrapped around her middle, just under her breasts. She shifted slightly, trying to get more comfortable. Trying to put some space between them. Her erect nipples brushed against her T-shirt.
That was a bad, bad idea.
“Stay still, Mari-girl. Moving around isn’t a good idea.”
“Sorry,” she said. But she didn’t last long until he was moving around again. Especially when he shifted his arm, and brushed it against her hard nipples.
“Linc,” she groaned.
“What do you call me,” he growled.
“Daddy.”
“What’s wrong? You’re all squirmy.”
“N-nothing.”
He slid his hand lower, close to the top of her pussy.
“You sure about that? You wouldn’t be lying to me, would you, Mari-girl? Because lying means you get an immediate punishment.”
“Punishment?”
“Yep, I’d have to have you strip off your pants then lie over my lap. Then I’d lower your panties and smack your little bottom until it was rosy red.”
“Oh God,” she groaned. Was he trying to kill her?
“Does that turn you on, Mari-girl?”
She was already turned on. Hearing him talk to her that way just made it worse.
“Is that what the heroes in your books would do? Would they spank the heroine for lying?”
“Y-yes,” she replied.
“Is that what you want? To feel my hand smack against your bottom?”
“I . . . I . . .”
“Or do you want something else?” he murmured to her. She closed her eyes as his finger reached lower, just pressing against her clit. He just left it there, not moving. She made a frustrated noise, trying to thrust up against his finger.
“Uh-uh. No trying to get your own pleasure.” He kissed her cheek. “Weren’t we supposed to be just watching a movie and relaxing? Seems my naughty girl has other ideas. Tell me, why did you really want to go have a shower? Were you going to play with yourself? Make yourself come?”
There was no way she was telling him. Nuh-uh.
“You don’t have to tell me, of course. But if you don’t, then I won’t know there’s a problem that needs taking care of, will I? We’ll just have to sit here, with you wriggling around on my lap because you won’t tell Daddy what you need. Like today, when you didn’t tell Daddy that you were struggling. That was very naughty.”
“I can’t say the words!”
“No? Why not?”
“I’m a virgin,” she blurted it out. A twenty-three-year-old virgin. That had to be an odd thing in this day and age, right?
“I figured you were,” he said very matter-of-factly.
She slumped against him. “You did?”
“Yep. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. If I take things too far, if I push too hard, you can say your safeword and I’ll stop. No matter what.”
“A safeword? Like for BDSM play?”
“Uh-huh. But this safeword can be used at any time. We’ll stop whatever is going on and talk. Okay?”
All right. That actually made her feel much better. She slumped back against him. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl. You know I’m an old-fashioned guy. I’m not into casual sex. I’ve had other partners, yes. But only those I’ve been in a relationship with.”
She did not want to hear about his other sexual partners.
“And I haven’t felt for them a fraction of what I feel for you.”
Thank God. Warmth flooded her.
“I’m not going to fully take you until you’re absolutely sure you’re mine. Because that would be the last part of me claiming you. Fully. Right now, this is all new to you. You’re inexperienced when it comes to sex, to men, to