Daddy Bear (Montana Daddies 1)

She leaned up to glare down at him. He grinned at her.

“Stop joking around. I don’t go that young when I’m little.”

“Come here.” He positioned her against his chest once more and placed a kiss on the top of her head. “You know I only want to give you what you need.”

Made for a nice change from having her needs completely ignored. Even if it was a bit of an adjustment for her.

“So…how as that on a scale?” she asked.

“Oh, definitely a nineteen.”

“What?”

“Out of twenty,” he added with a chuckle.

“Hmm, seems I’m going to need practice. I wonder where I can find a willing partner.”

He smacked his hand down sharply on her bottom. “What was that?”

“I didn’t mean it, sir! You’re the only partner I need. I only want to practice my skills with your banana and mangoes.”

She giggled as he groaned.

6

“Will you sleep with me tonight?” Ellie asked him as she lay in bed that night. It was probably silly to feel so shy when he’d had his mouth on her pussy earlier. But what if he said no? She was going to feel embarrassed and rejected.

He rubbed his chin, looking tired. He couldn’t be getting much rest in that chair. Guilt filled her. She wanted to take care of him. Wanted to do something for him.

Well, you could always give him another hand job.

Jeez, was she turning into a hussy or what?

“Not sure that’s a good idea.”

Her heart plummeted. He was rejecting her. What they’d done earlier meant nothing to him. He was probably grateful things hadn’t gone any further than they had.

“My control only goes so far and it would be too tempting, lying next to you.”

She sucked in a breath. “You still want me?”

His gaze narrowed. “Still want you? I want you even more than I did before and I didn’t think that was possible.” He shifted around on the armchair. “Think I might need another cold walk outside just so I can get more comfortable.”

“What does walking outside have to do with getting comfortable?”

He raised one eyebrow. “Ever heard of someone needing a cold shower because they were aroused?”

“What? Oh, yes. Do you mean every time you’ve gone outside it’s because…” she trailed off.

“Well, not every time,” he said dryly. “But yeah.”

“Oh.”

“You really thought I didn’t want you? The taste of you on my tongue is going to haunt me. If I close my eyes, I can hear the little cries you make, see the way you tense up just before you come, feel you pulsating around my finger. And damn do I wish that had been my dick inside you.”

“Oh,” she said again. Say something sensible, Ellie. “That sounds nice. Could we do that?”

He laughed. “Baby, I’m trying to be good here.”