Jessica's Cowboy Daddy - Melinda Barron Page 0,3
on the stool next to him. She wanted so much to drop down in front of him. Either that or sit on his lap and let him comfort her. It was a hard choice. In lieu of sex she filled a coffee mug for him and cut him a slab of bread, which she then warmed up. After he’d taken the first bite she smiled, because he groaned in appreciation.
“Delectable,” he said, and her nipples tightened even more. That was the word he’d used just last night when he had her tied to the bed and he’d licked, then bit, her clit. He was the only man she’d ever been with who knew there were two sides to her; the one who wanted to be treated roughly by a lover who took a riding crop to her ass and thighs, then shoved his dick up her butt, calling her his little whore while he rode her, and the one who wanted a tender, loving Daddy Dom who treated her with the upmost care.
She’d found that man in Hawk. To her it was a miracle. She was thirty-one years old, and she finally had a lover she could count on. Warmth spread through her, and then she thought of Mrs. Dobbs and her threat from that morning. Should she tell Hawk? She didn’t see why. It was not his problem, it was hers. She would just have to be firmer with the woman tomorrow, convince her about the ring.
There was a part of her that wanted to call Grant and ask him why he was lying to his mother. Was it legal to record the conversation? The she could play it back for Mrs. Dobbs. She could ask Hawk if she could do it legally, but that would mean letting him know about the entire situation, and she wasn’t too thrilled with that idea.
For now she would keep it secret. If Mrs. Dobbs didn’t take no for an answer when she came back, then Jessica would consider asking Hawk for help, which wasn’t something she did very often, unless it was part of a Daddy/Little scene.
“You okay?” His voice was low.
Jessica looked over to where the retirees sat. She was surprised there were only two of them today. Usually there were four or five.
“Where’s everyone else?” she asked the retirees, ignoring Hawk’s question.
“Marty had a doctor’s appointment in Amarillo, and Steve went with him,” Jimmy said. “Bond should be here in a bit. Can I have another slice of bread?”
“Me, too,” Frank called out.
“Coming up.” Jessica set about filling their order. She could feel Hawk’s gaze on her as she worked. “You want one, too, Hawk?”
“Gotta watch my girlish figure,” he said, patting his stomach. “Austin is making lasagna with all the fixings tonight. I’m supposed to invite you. Holt and Aurora are back from their trip, and they’re moving into the house today. It’s sort of a celebration to welcome them.”
“Holt’s lived there all his life, right?” Jessica asked.
“But he’s moving into our parents’ rooms today,” Hawk said. “Changing of the guard, so to speak.”
Jessica knew the Coleman parents traveled the country in an RV and weren’t home very often.
“Can I bring dessert?” she asked.
“Austin knew you would ask, and he said to tell you thanks, but he’s doing it all.”
Hawk drained his coffee and stood up. He put on his hat and winked at her. “I’ll pick you up around six. Dinner is at seven.”
That would give them an hour to screw, she knew. She nodded ever so slowly. The phone rang and she answered it as Hawk walked over to the retirees’ table. Bond walked in as Jessica started to take an order from the person who had called. They all laughed and Hawk went to the door she nodded to him as he exited. He winked at her, and her body caught fire.
Six o’clock couldn’t come soon enough.
Chapter 2
Hawk walked into his brother’s office, happy to see Holt sitting behind his desk, poking at the keyboard and growling.
“Problem?” Hawk asked as he plopped down in his usual chair. He stretched out his legs and put them on the desk, crossing his boots at the ankle. He took off his hat and placed it, crown side up, on the spare chair next to him.
“How many times have I asked you not to do that?” Holt asked. “My desk is not your personal footrest.”
“Up yours.” He looked around. “We need to get a bell so we can summon Austin