Page 18 of Accidentally Kidnapping the Mountain Man

“I have a good teacher,” I sigh, nipping at his thumb.

“How do you feel?” he asks, and I love that he’s checking in with me. Showing me I can trust him to take care of me.

“A little overwhelmed and a lot turned on,” I answer honestly, and he smiles, those little lines fanning out around his eyes. I bite my lip and grin back at him. “I know you’re worried about the age difference, but don’t be. I like it. A lot.”

One eyebrow arches and his smile widens. “Yeah?”

I nod. “I like that you’re older and more experienced. I like that you’re smart and have your life together. And I like…” I shake my head, searching for the words to describe the feeling inside of me. It’s so new and different that I can’t quite articulate it.

“You like that I can take care of you,” he finishes for me, as though he’s in my head. “You want me to be your Daddy as much as I want you to be my baby girl.”

I shake my head again, my clit pulsing at the word Daddy, even though I don’t fully understand why. “I…my body likes it when you call yourself Daddy, or when I say it. When you tell me I’m your good girl, when you call me sweet names. But I don’t…understand…”

He kisses me again, soft and slow, and I feel instantly more settled. When he pulls back, his hands cradle my face, his thumbs tracing my cheekbones. I feel so small in his arms, and so safe. So cherished.

It’s heady and addictive and perfect.

“If I’m your Daddy, that means that I’ll always be the one to take care of you. To protect you. To give you everything you need. If you have a problem, Daddy will take care of it. If you need something, Daddy will buy it. I’ll take care of you in every single way, including in bed. Because you’re Daddy’s girl, and that’s my job. My purpose. You, Kaylee.”

My mouth falls open slightly, and my chest feels as though it’s expanding. I’ve never had someone to take care of me. Towant to solve my problems and provide for me. And the fact that Logan wants to do that for me…I could cry. I won’t, because that might dump a bucket of cold water on this hot little situation, but I could.

“How are you going to take care of me in bed, Daddy? And what do you get out of this?”

“What do I get out of this? Kaylee, baby, I get you. I get the pleasure of being with you, in every single way. I get the satisfaction of looking after something precious. I get you, and that’s everything.”

“Logan,” I whisper, and then we’re kissing again. I barely know him, and yet I would follow him to the ends of the earth right now. I feel as though my entire life’s been leading up to this, leading me to him.

“And I’ll take care of you by making your sweet little body feel so fucking good, Kaylee. It means making you come as often as you want with my fingers, my tongue, my cock. It means learning your body and filling you with my cum in all your pretty holes.”

His words make me shiver with need, my pussy pulsing and gushing. I squirm in his lap, feeling his rock hard cock pressing against me.

“I’ll fuck you every single day. I’ll worship your pussy with gentle touches and sweet kisses. I’ll play with you and tease you and make you scream my name.”

One of his hands trails down my neck, my collarbone and to my breast, where he squeezes gently. Heat pours through me as I arch into his touch.

“I’ll teach you how to suck my cock and swallow my cum like a good girl. I’ll teach you how to ride me until we both come so hard we see stars. I’ll teach you to crave your Daddy’s cock in your tight little cunt because it’s so damn good.”

I moan, grinding my hips against him, desperate for friction. Desperate for more.

“What else are you going to teach me?”

He chuckles, the sound deep and low. “You like when I say filthy things to you, don’t you, baby?”

I nod, hips still moving. “Yes,” I moan. “It’s making me so hot and achy.”

Logan’s voice is a low rumble that vibrates through me as more filth falls from his mouth. “I’m going to teach you how to stroke my cock, baby. How to wrap your tiny hand around it and pump just the way I like.” He takes my hand, guiding it to the hard bulge in his jeans, and I gasp at the size of him. “Feel that? That’s yours now, Kaylee. Daddy’s cock belongs to you. Only you.”

I nod, my mouth dry and my heart pounding as I try to imagine my hand wrapping around him.

“I’m going to teach you how to open up your throat and let me in,” he says tracing a finger down the front of my throat. “Teach you how nice it feels to have your little belly full of Daddy’s cum.”

“Oh, fuck,” I whisper, my pussy clenching violently at his words. I can feel how wet my panties are. They’re soaked. Absolutely soaked. I’ve never done any of this before, but with Logan, I want to. I want to learn everything. I want to give him everything.

“And your ass,” he murmurs, moving his hands to cup my cheeks and run a finger down the middle. “I’ve been fucking obsessed with this ass since the first time I saw it.” I wiggle into his touch, and he grins at me, all sex and sin. “I’m going to teach you how good it feels to have me inside you there. How to take me slowly, how to relax and let me in. I’ll start by teaching you to take a plug, then maybe some beads. We’ll go slow and I’ll makeit so good for you, baby. I’ll make it so good that you’ll beg for Daddy’s big cock in your tiny ass.”

I let out a loud whimper.

“I’ll teach you to be the sweetest good girl who spreads her pretty thighs for Daddy whenever he needs. I’ll make you feel so good, baby. I’ll take care of you. You’re mine now, and I’m not letting you go.”

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