Daddy in Cowboy Boots (Montana Daddies 9) - Page 84

“Linc,” she groaned.

Gently, he cupped her pussy. “Don’t ever doubt how much I want you. I can think of nothing else but you. My concentration has been shot. Whenever I’d call you and hear your voice, I would go instantly hard. I haven’t fucking played with myself this much since I was a teenager.”

“Linc!” She let out a startled giggle.

He grinned. That had been his intention. To make her smile. To hear that cheeky laugh. To break some of the tension. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to her neck.

“I want you, Mari-girl. I hope you want me too.”

“I do.”

“Thank fuck.” He kissed her, his lips soft but then the kiss grew harder, his tongue slipping between her lips. She whimpered as he drew back, staring down at her.

He cupped the side of her face with his hand. “I’m taking tomorrow off. I’ll be on call if anyone needs me. But I want to spend some time with you. We can talk about your rules. Your expectations and mine. I want you to think about what you might want or need from me. It isn’t just about play or discipline. I can help you in other ways. If there’s something you’re struggling with or worried about. For tonight, I want us just to get comfortable with each other. We’ll bundle up on the sofa and watch some television before bed. But I do want you in my bed.”

He felt her tense and knew what she was thinking.

“Not for sex. Although I want that almost more than I can tell you. But because I need to hold you in my arms. I want to make sure you can sleep without having to get into the closet. All right?”

She bit her lip, looking worried.

“What is it?” he asked, rubbing his thumb along her lower lip. “You can tell me anything, teeny. If you’ve got cramps, if you feel ill or unsure or horny. Anything at all, but especially that last one.”

He winked and she laughed.

“I sleep with Princess Nana and my snuggly,” she blurted out.

“Princess Nana? Your doll? That’s an interesting name.”

“I had an obsession with bananas when I was a kid.”

“You saw her?”

“This morning, you had your thumb in your mouth and you were holding onto Princess Nana and your blanket.”

“Oh God,” she groaned.

“You looked so cute. Sleeping with your blanket and toy isn’t a problem, Mari-girl. Although I am going to have one rule about sleep time.”

“What’s that?”

He moved his finger to her thigh, drawing more patterns. Her breath left her in a whoosh.

“This morning, all you were wearing was my T-shirt. And you were on your tummy, with one leg bent and up. The T-shirt wasn’t covering you properly, so I got a good view at the curves of that delicious bottom. And also, that nice, plump pussy.”

“Oh my God, Linc!” She whacked his chest, trying to move off his lap.

Nope, he wasn’t having that. “Do not move. You’re not to get off Daddy’s lap without his permission.”

Now she gaped up at him. “I thought . . . I thought we weren’t doing anything tonight . . .”

“We aren’t. But you’re being naughty and I think you need to know some rules now. If you’re on Daddy’s lap, there’s no getting off unless he gives permission. And I don’t care where we are or who is around. Understand?”

“I understand.”

“I understand, Daddy,” he told her firmly.

“I understand, Daddy,” she repeated.

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