She wiped her face clumsily and he pushed away her hand gently, using the sleeve of his shirt to clean her up.
“Gonna have to wash that,” she muttered. His chest moved up and down, shifting her around as he silently laughed.
“You good, baby girl?”
“I’m good, Daddy. You?”
He sighed. “I’m gonna get there. With your help.”
20
Daisy lay on the couch, snuggled under a thick blanket. Not that she really needed it, seeing as Jed lay behind her and he created plenty of heat. But she liked this. Cuddling with him. It was normal in a way that she hadn’t had much of in her life.
The last few weeks had been intense and crazy, wonderful and scary.
So yeah, normal was nice.
“What’s this show called again?”
“Ally James Murder mysteries.”
He grunted. She was lying dressed just in one of her nighties. He was wearing a pair of sweatpants and a tank-top since he declared it was a hundred degrees under the blanket, especially since she’d insisted he light the fire.
Since his talk with Molly and his subsequent manly chats with Bain, he’d started losing that haunted look. Stopped watching her so intently, as though he thought she might disappear if he stopped. He’d even worked a few days. Although no away trips and each time he worked, he brought her out to the ranch to visit with Ellie, Charlie and Abby. Which was awesome fun. Although they did tend to get in trouble together.
Like yesterday, when they’d decided to make ice cream sundaes. Right before dinner. She’d gotten her butt spanked when they’d got home.
But those ice cream sundaes had been delicious.
Next week, though, he was working the whole week and she was staying here. Or, at least, he hadn’t mentioned taking her out to the ranch. She was starting to wonder if he was ever going to take her to his place, but she guessed that could wait.
He nuzzled her neck. They hadn’t had sex yet. And that sucked because she was a giant bundle of sexual nerves.
“She needs a spanking,” Jed said, gesturing towards the TV.
“She does not!”
“Yep. She does. If you went around putting yourself in dangerous situations like that, you’d be over my knee.”
She rolled her eyes. “You just want an excuse to spank me.”
“Don’t need excuses, you give me plenty of reasons,” he murmured against her neck. His hand ran down her side then slid up under her nightie. He pressed it against her lower stomach.
“Jed,” she moaned as he kissed down her neck.
“Payback. Lit the fire you wanted. Lying under this hot-ass blanket. Watching some brat on TV chase down bad guys when she should leave it to the professionals. So, need some payback.”
“Okay,” she said breathlessly. Whatever he wanted.
“Put your leg up on my thigh.”
She raised her top leg, pushed it back, resting it on his.
“That’s a good girl. Now, you just keep yourself nice and still.”
She tried to concentrate on the show, to not notice as he lightly pinched her nipple then tugged at it. How he cupped her breast. She tried to keep her breathing slow, to stop herself from moaning as he slid his hand down her stomach, closer to her mound.
“Jed. . .”