Page 24 of Accidentally Kidnapping the Cowboy

And then, as understanding dawns, she nods firmly.

“Yes, Daddy,” she says definitively, and there have never been two more beautiful words in the entire English language.

“Okay, good. Now that we have that settled,” I grin and take a deep breath, trying not to grind against her.

It is so hard to hold back when I can feel how affected she is just playing with the outside of her innocent virgin cunt.

“Do you feel what you do to me?”

“Yes, Daddy.” And now there’s a teasing, bratty note to her voice. She’s a fast learner.

We are going to have the most amazing marriage.

“Does that make you want to rub your little clit?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she pants.

“Then do it. Circle your fingers around that tight little bud that you should have been touching all this time. Gotta make up for lost time, baby, because pretty soon Daddy’s gonna pull you on top of him. You’re gonna sink down on this cock, and I’m gonna enter you. I’m gonna make you come over and over again, and I don’t want that to be scary for you. I want you to know what it feels like to have an orgasm of your own making becauseI make them my job for life. I want you to know how wonderful it can be, so when I’m claiming my wife, you aren’t afraid.”

Her hips lift in the air as her fingers move faster and faster. “Yes, Daddy.”

She pants that over and over again, a mantra that takes her right to the peak.

I take myself in hand, squeezing my tip so fucking hard so I don’t join her.

“Come for me, baby girl. Make yourself come for Daddy.”

She cries out, her whole body going stiff. Her eyes go wide, helpless and confused as pleasure slams into her, her lips parted and stained dark with desire.

In my hand, my cock thickens even more, lengthening to an officially too-hard-to-ignore state.

“Look at me,” I rasp. “You’re going to make me come, too.”

Face flushed, dress all askew, she twists toward me and looks down. “Wait,” she pants. “Don’t. Please don’t.”

I only hear her dimly through the pounding need.

Please.Don’t.

She gives me a look of pure determination as she pushes me onto my back and climbs on top. “It needs to be inside me.”

CHAPTER 11

DAISY

I only have the vaguest idea of how this works, but Zane made me all messy with his dirty words for a reason.

And he’s not stopping me. He’s even pulling my panties to the side as I squirm on top of him, trying to fit us together.

“You feel too good, baby.” He thrusts his hips, his cock driving up toward my belly, the underside of it pushing through my wetness. “I could come like this.”

Ignoring him, I roll my hips, then lift up when I get to his tip.

It works.

He’s at my entrance, thick and hard, and I start to push down, but immediately it’s more than I thought.

More pleasure. More pain. Moreman.

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