Page 21 of Accidentally Kidnapping the Mountain Man

“It was a rough transition, but ultimately for the best. Hailey’s mother and I were never a great match, but the onething we always agreed on was putting Hailey first. We had shared custody until Hailey turned eighteen.”

“Does she still live in the area?” she asks between bites of food, and I’m glad to see her eating knowing how hungry she was.

I shake my head. “No, she moved to Vancouver when Hailey started university.”

“And Hailey’s moving back here in the spring when she graduates?”

I nod. “After she graduates, she’s going to come work for me at Armstrong Construction as a project manager.” She bites her lip, and I can tell something’s eating at her. “What is it, baby?”

“Do you think she’ll be upset about…this?” she asks, motioning between us.

I frown. I’ve been so wrapped up in my thoughts about Kaylee and this new, intense connection between us that I hadn’t stopped to consider what Hailey might think.

“She may not be thrilled initially, but I think she’ll come around,” I answer honestly. “She’s not coming back to Canmore for a couple of months, so I can ease her into the idea that I’m dating someone.”

“Dating,” says Kaylee, that sweet, goofy smile back on her face. “Because Logan Armstrong is my boyfriend.”

“Damn right he is.” I capture Kaylee’s mouth with mine, a deep, hungry kiss that she meets with equal hunger. I gently cup her face, my thumbs tracing the line of her jaw. She’s so soft, so small and delicate, and it winds me up so damn tight that I know it’s only a matter of time before I snap.

I trail my lips down her neck, licking over her pulse, tasting her sweet skin. “You taste so good, baby,” I murmur against her neck, and I feel her shiver in response, her head tilting to give me better access. I nip lightly at the spot where her neck meets her shoulder, and she gasps, her hands fisting in my shirt.

“Tell me you’re sure, Kaylee. Tell me you want this.”

Her gorgeous blue eyes meet mine. “I want this, Logan. I want you. I want everything. Please don’t stop, Daddy.”

The word Daddy shreds any restraint I might’ve had, and my mouth is on hers again as my fingers find the hem of her sweater. I slowly pull it up, revealing inch after inch of smooth, creamy skin. I break our kiss just long enough to pull the sweater over her head and toss it aside. Her skin looks delectable in the firelight, the play of light and shadows making my mouth water. Her breasts are small and perfect, high and round, and I can see the hard points of her nipples through the fabric of her plain white bra.

“So fucking beautiful,” I whisper, tracing the edge of her bra with my fingertip. She shivers again, her breath hitching as I unhook the clasp. She shrugs out of it, revealing her breasts to me, and I feel like I can’t breathe. Her nipples are a soft pink, hard and begging for attention. I can’t stop myself from leaning down and capturing one in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it as Kaylee arches into me, a soft moan escaping her lips.

“Oh my god, Logan,” she pants, her fingers tunneling in to my hair. “I had no idea it could feel like this.”

I chuckle and turn my attention to her other nipple, giving it the same treatment. “We’re just getting started, Kaylee. Haven’t even touched your pussy yet.” She moans at that. “Are you wet for me?”

She nods frantically. “I am. I’m so wet that I think it’s soaking through my panties.”

I gently ease her down onto the blanket, covering her small body with my own as I lick and kiss and suck her pretty nipples.

“So perfect,” I sigh, dragging my mouth all over one breast and then the other. “So sweet and pretty.” I drop kisses all around her nipples, then lick and blow air over them. I pullon them with my lips, nip at them with my teeth. Beneath me, Kaylee’s writhing and panting, her skirt hiked up around her hips. “You like when Daddy kisses your pretty nipples, don’t you baby?”

She nods. “So much. It feels so good. I can feel it between my legs when you do that.”

“Gonna kiss them every single day, Kaylee. Kiss them and suck them and lick them.” I give each nipple one last suck before kissing my way back up to her mouth. I slide one of my hands up over her ribs and to her breast, cupping it and working her nipple with my thumb. She moans into my mouth, her body arching in to me. “You’re so goddamn beautiful, Kaylee. You deserve to be worshipped. You deserve everything in the world. My sweet, special girl.”

And then we’re kissing again, wrapped around each other, moaning. I rock my hips against her, letting her feel how hard I am, and she pushes up into me.

“Please,” she whimpers. “I need…I feel…”

“You want my fingers, baby? Is your pussy aching?”

“Yes,” she chokes out. “I need relief.”

I push up to my knees, holding her gaze as I unzip her skirt and tug it down over her hips. She lifts her legs so that I can slide it all the way down to her ankles before she kicks it free. Then, I hook my thumbs into her stockings and panties, pulling them down at the same time.

“Oh, fuck,” I breathe when I see that she’s completely bare.

“I don’t like having hair down there,” she says quickly. “But I can…”

“Shhhh, baby,” I say, smoothing a hand over her bare mound. “You’re perfect.” I tug her stockings and panties down her legs, and she lifts them again so I can pull them free, presenting me with an absolutely mouthwatering flash of herpeachy little cunt. I can see how wet it is, the glistening folds just peeking out from between plump lips.

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