Daring Daddy (Montana Daddies 5)

“I have never pulled your hair,” he rumbled. “Although the thought of you in pigtails. . .yes, we need to make that happen.”

She tensed in his arms. “In your dreams.”

“Oh, you most definitely feature in my dreams.”

He could hear the way her breathing hitched. Did she like that idea? He’d caught the longing looks she’d given Charlie and her friends. All of them were Littles with daddies to take care of them. Eden wanted that. He knew she did.

And he intended to give it to her. To give her the security of his guidance and command. His rules and boundaries. His love and tenderness. That last part didn’t come so easily to him. But he’d learned over the years that Littles required gentleness. So, he’d worked on that side of himself, in preparation for having a Little of his own.

For having her.

“I think you like the idea of me putting your hair in pigtails. Maybe braids. A cute little dress. Yellow. Something that comes to just below your bottom so when you bend over, I can catch sight of white, ruffled panties.”

“I’m not a Little.”

“You are,” he countered. “You’re just scared to admit it.”

He held her securely between him and the tree, but he was all too aware of the warmth of her pussy against his thigh.

Damn, it was going to be hard to keep his hands off her tonight. But the next step in his battle plan didn’t involve sex. No, sexual chemistry wasn’t their problem.

Getting her to open up to him, trust him, give him all of her. . .those were the real issues holding them back.

If he could get her defenses down enough to show him her Little, then he knew her trust in him would grow. Then he’d show her that he could handle all of her. That he wanted all of her.

“I am not scared.”

“You can say it all you like. Doesn’t make it not true.”

“Urgh, and just because you say something doesn’t make it true, either,” she bit back.

“No, but the difference is, I don’t lie. To other people or myself.” They could spend all night arguing about this or he could show her a little truth right now. “Are you attracted to me, Eden?”

“What? No.”

Liar.

“No? Are you sure about that? You don’t lie awake thinking about me caressing you? Kissing you? Claiming you?”

“I have better things to do with my time.”

He leaned in without warning, taking her mouth with his. He ran his tongue over her lips, feeling her body tighten. She gasped in a breath as he slid his hand down her side. Soft, curvy, delicious. He pressed his tongue into her mouth, his movements small. Her body melted, all the tension draining away. Then he took the kiss a step further, deepening it.

Fuck. He wanted her. Badly.

Time to pull back.

He drew away, listening to her fast breaths, aware of his own heart racing. The effect she had on him was unlike anything he’d felt before.

“So that’s you not wanting me, hmm?”

“You’re insufferable.” There was no heat in her voice, though. Seemed kissing her breathless banked her temper. Good to know.

He reached up and cupped the side of her face. “So beautiful. You taste so sweet.”

“Why are you doing this? You can’t possibly be so hard up for a woman that you need to turn your attention on me.”

He stiffened. Oh no. He wasn’t allowing that.