Page 26 of Spooking the Mountain Man
The thought sends a rush of anticipation through me. Today I'm picking up her collar. Today I'm making this official in a way that matters to both of us.
Kelly stirs against me, making a soft sound as she wakes up. Her eyes flutter open, and when she sees me watching her, she smiles.
"Morning," she mumbles, voice still thick with sleep.
"Morning, baby girl." I press a kiss to her forehead. "Sleep well?"
"Mmm. Always do with you." She stretches like a cat, the movement making my t-shirt ride up her thighs. "What time is it?"
"Early. We don't have to get up yet."
But Kelly's already waking up fully, and I can see the moment she remembers what today is. Her eyes go wide and bright.
"Today!" she says, pushing up on one elbow. "You're picking it up today!"
"I am." I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "Still sure you want this?"
"Yes." No hesitation. "Are you sure?"
Instead of answering, I pull her on top of me so she's straddling my waist. Her thighs are soft and warm on either side of my hips, and the thin fabric of her panties does nothing to hide how wet she is. My cock's already hard, pressed against her through my boxers.
"I've never been more sure of anything," I tell her. "You're mine, Kelly. Have been since that first night. This just makes it official."
She shivers at my words, her hands bracing on my chest. "Daddy..."
Fuck. The word goes straight to my dick every time. Makes me want to flip her over and claim her right now.
"What do you need, baby?" I ask, my hands settling on her hips.
"You," she breathes. "I need you."
I can feel how ready she is, hot and wet even through the layers between us. It would take nothing to pull her panties aside and sink into her. But I want tonight to be different. Special.
"Not yet," I say, and Kelly whimpers. "Tonight. After I put your collar on. Then I'm going to fuck you properly."
"That's mean," Kelly pouts, but she's already grinding against me, seeking friction.
"That's anticipation." I grip her hips, stilling her movements even though it kills me. My cock's throbbing, desperate for her. "You're going to think about it all day. About wearing my collar. About what I'm going to do to you once you're marked."
Kelly's breathing hard now, her pupils blown wide. "What are you going to do to me?"
"Everything." I pull her down for a deep kiss. "I'm going to make you come so many times you forget your own name. Make sure you know exactly who you belong to."
She moans against my mouth, and I can feel her trembling. Good. I want her desperate.
"But first," I say, rolling her onto her back, "my girl needs breakfast and a shower. Come on."
Kelly makes a sound of protest, but she lets me pull her out of bed. I swat her ass lightly as she passes, making her squeak.
"Daddy!" she protests, but she's smiling.
"That's what you get for being impatient." I follow her to the bathroom, watching as she strips off my t-shirt and her panties. Three months and the sight of her naked still makes my mouth go dry.
"You're staring," Kelly says, but she's preening under my attention.
"I'm appreciating." I turn on the shower, testing the temperature. "Get in."
She obeys immediately, stepping under the spray with a sigh of contentment. I strip and join her, reaching for the shampoo.
