Daddy in Cowboy Boots (Montana Daddies #9) - Laylah Roberts Page 0,76
not to cover herself.
Linc just sat there, frozen.
“Aren’t you going to say something?” she finally asked.
“I’m the luckiest guy in the world.”
That hadn’t been what she’d expect him to say. Yet at the same time, it was perfect.
She giggled.
“Nope. Make that the universe. Luckiest guy in the universe. Good lord, woman. How could you think you are anything but magnificent? Have you not looked at yourself in the mirror?”
“I try to avoid doing that.”
“Baby, if I had your body, you wouldn’t get me away from the mirror.”
She burst into laughter, rolling to her side and holding her tummy. “I can just see you standing in the mirror, preening at yourself.”
“Hey, I’ll have you know that it’s not preening.” He climbed from the bed and struck a silly pose with his hand on one cocked hip the other hand behind his neck. “It’s posing.”
“So sorry. Very nice posing.”
“I can do better. Wait there.” He pointed a stern finger at her, his eyes twinkling.
He walked into his closet and when he returned, he had a cowboy hat on. Damn, that was sexy. Her heart raced as he turned around then looked back over his shoulder at her, wiggling his eyebrows.
The man had a very fine ass. Too bad it was covered in pajama pants. She licked her lips and he turned, holding up his arms and bending them, flexing his biceps.
“Are you drooling, Mari-girl?”
She quickly swiped at her mouth as he laughed. She mock-glared at him. Then he tipped off his hat, holding it in front of his cock. “Would you like me to do a strip show for you tonight? You seem to like my posing.”
“Why not now?” she asked huskily.
He knelt on the bed then tossed his hat aside. Too bad he wasn’t naked underneath.
“Because if I do it now, then we’re not leaving this bed until you’re well fucked. And if we’re late to our appointment with Doc, he’ll throw a hissy fit. Plus, I need to feed you. And before that, I need a small taste.”
She rolled onto her back as he came over her, his hands resting on the bed on either side of her as he dipped his mouth low and took her nipple into his mouth with a groan. He sucked on her nipple until she had to press her thighs together to ease the throbbing in her clit.
He let her nipple go with a plop.
“I’m going to wake up each morning and suckle on these breasts.”
Dear Lord. Was it possible for her to blush any harder? The things he said were crazy.
“When we’re at home alone you’re not to wear any panties. I want easy access. Unless you’re in Little space, then Daddy will dress you up like his princess ought to be dressed.”
“Are these rules gonna be written down somewhere?” She groaned as he moved to her other nipple.
“Of course, Mari-girl.”
Suddenly, he drew back and stood then pulled her up beside him. “Time for breakfast.” He walked around and grabbed the T-shirt she’d been wearing last night and pulled it over her head. Then taking hold of her hand, he led her into the kitchen.
He wasn’t serious. Did he expect her to eat when she was so turned on?
“But . . . but . . .”
“But what?” he asked as he reached the kitchen. Turning, he grasped her by the waist and lifted her onto the counter. She gasped at the feel of the cool, hard surface against her ass. The cold felt good. Sitting, not so much.
“What are you doing?”
“Putting you on the counter to keep you out of the way and out of trouble.”
“I don’t get into trouble,” she insisted. “And I can’t sit on the counter with a bare bottom.” She tried to wriggle down but he placed a heavy hand on her shoulder.
“Uh-uh, when Daddy puts you somewhere, he expects you to stay there.”
She felt her Little side rising up.
“And you do get into trouble when unsupervised.” He placed his hands on either side of her. “You seem tense. What do you need?”
“I don’t know.” She squirmed.
“I think you do. Remember, you have to ask me for what you need. What is it that you need, Mari-girl?” He spoke into her ear, his breath brushing against her skin.
“I need . . . I need . . .”
“Yes, baby, tell me.”
“I need to come.”
“Good girl for telling me.” He drew away from her and she let a small whimper escape. Then he drew off her top, leaving her sitting there