Page 42 of Cowboy Daddies

“I know what you’re telling me, Daddy. I love you, too,” she whispered, her voice soft and a little shaky. “I’ve loved you since… since the first time I saw you watching Rose, the first time I read her a story. You looked at her like she was the most precious thing in the world, even when she wouldn’t speak. My heart just… flipped right over. And then you looked at me the same way. Like I mattered. Like I was safe with you. I knew I was done for. I tried so hard not to fall, but I fell anyway. I’ve been yours since that very first day, even when I was too scared to admit it.”

She swallowed, her lower lip trembling as she held his gaze. “So yes, Daddy… I understand. I’m yours forever. I want to be yours completely.”

Locking his eyes on hers, he stood and stripped off his jeans and boxer briefs. Opening the drawer of his bedside table, he pulled out a condom and tossed it on the bed. Then he was back with her on the bed, his heat searing into her.

At first, he kissed her tenderly, as if he feared she might break. Then the need they shared took back over.

Roughly, his hand tangled in her hair as he claimed her mouth. His kisses demanded her submission, and she gave it willingly. Rolling on top of her, his body, hard as granite, pressed against her, looming over her. She only came to his shoulders, making her feel protected and safe.

She tasted herself on his tongue as he ravaged her mouth, consuming her in his heat. His thick, hard cock pressed against her thigh. She raised her arms to wrap around him, her hands running over his muscular back.

He reignited her desire, more intense and insistent than before. She moved her palms downward, tracing the dimples at the base of his spine before dropping lower to reach his exquisite, toned ass. She couldn’t help but squeeze, and the groan that earned her sent shivers of pleasure straight to her pussy.

Fire raced from her nipple to her core as his mouth found her sensitive bud. His deep chuckles sent vibrations through every erogenous zone in her body and had her already back on the brink of orgasm.

He was relentless, torturing first one breast then the other. He slid his knee between her thighs and pressed against her soaked sex.

“Please, Daddy. I need you inside me now,” she begged.

The world swam around her as he rolled to his back, put on the condom, and pulled her on top of him until she sat, straddling his hips, his hot cock throbbing beneath her.

She gasped, and the grin he gave her was positively wicked. He held her steady with one of his broad hands on each of her hips. “This time, we go at your pace. I’m not a small man⁠—”

Yeah, no kidding, she thought. Her Daddy was frickin’ huge.

“I don’t want to hurt you, so we’ll go slow.”

Her heart crashed against her ribs. He worried he would hurt her. There was no description for how that made her feel. Safe, protected, and cherished didn’t come close. “You won’t hurt me, Daddy. I trust you.”

Leaning over his chest, she took hold of him and guided him into her body. Thanks to the two orgasms he’d already given her, her pussy was slick and ready. She heeded his care and lowered herself slowly until he was completely inside her.

She had no idea sex could make a woman feel so powerful. But he shook with the effort to restrain himself, giving her all the control. She had no illusion that would last, but that was okay. She didn’t need it to.

She had the sudden desire to go wild. To drive herself down and ride him hard. He must have read her expression, because he gripped her hips and held her where she was.

“We’re doing this slow and easy at first, or we're not doing it at all.”

As threats went, that was a good one. All thoughts of pushing her limits disappeared. The idea that he would stop now, after pushing her need for him so high that her pussy throbbed and her nipples ached was too horrible to risk.

She rode him slow and easy until she grew accustomed to his girth. When she was ready, she let him know, subtly, by catching one of his nipples with her teeth and giving it a nip.

He released a sound that could only be described as primal, and before she knew what was happening, she was on her back, and he was plunging inside her hard and deep. He captured her hands and held them over her head.

Pleasure overwhelmed her, taking her higher with each thrust. She tried to match his movements, needing him to go deeper and harder.

“I want your legs around my hips,” he ground out.

She did as she was told, pressing her heels to the top of his ass and using the leverage to give them both even more pleasure. He moved one hand from her wrist to beneath her bottom, lifting her hips to meet his thrust even better.

When she was right on the edge of falling. He changed the angle of his hips, and she broke, screaming his name as wave after wave of pleasure engulfed her. With a roar, he ground his hips into her, his entire body going rigid with release.

He bent his head so that his forehead touched hers and told her over and over how much he loved her.

“You are gorgeous, Wildfire,” he whispered against her temple. “You’re everything, and you are mine. Don’t you ever forget that.”

She clung to him, tears pricking her eyes, body still humming. He’d taken them both to places she hadn’t known her body could go. He’d given her everything.

After a long, quiet time spent cuddling and talking over the events of the day, he kissed her forehead and helped her dress again. “Come on. Our Rosie’s waiting. How about we go out for burgers and the biggest damn milkshakes in town?”