Page 12 of Chasing Trouble
She giggled at his surprised face.“Only if I had to.I don’t want to lose her milk, but come next spring, if Dad isn’t back, I’d probably be selling her anyway.I know we can’t stay out here alone, and I don’t plan to.I have to get through to my birthday, though, then I can make plans for the future.”
He popped in indulgently on the nose.“You, little brat, are a very accomplished young woman, and much more organized than I gave you credit for.You’ve impressed me.”
Whitney blushed at the compliment.She was proud of her skills and her ability to do the hard things that others might shirk away from.She had never wanted to feel helpless.Too many bad things happened to good men, and there were too many evil men in the world to be too dependent.Besides, there were more dangers in the hills than the two-legged variety.
However, she’d never met anyone like Mac before.Not someone she was attracted to, anyway.There had been young men interested in her in their old home area, but she hadn’t liked any of them.And a lot of them were moonshiners—which wasn’t illegal in certain instances—but it was a situation her dad wanted to escape.The constant influx of people wanting to buy homemade moonshine brought in some unsavory men with their roving eyes and quick hands.It was one of the reasons her dad had been adamant about her being able to defend herself.He couldn’t be everywhere all the time.
Her beautiful mother had been accosted and stalked a few times.The hill folk protected their own, but sometimes bad things happened.So, Daniel Johnson had taken them away from the area.
In the end, they had lost her mother anyway. She really missed her mother, and she knew Amelia and Luke did too.She peeped up at Mac.If her father didn’t come back, she would be their mother, and Mac wanted to be their father.It seemed like a reasonable solution, especially since she did like the man, despite his spanking her.She would give it some serious thought.
Chapter 4
Mac was certainly impressedby Whitney’s ingenuity.The girl was clearly a survivor.The more he learned about her, the more certain he was that they would make an excellent match.
“Well, little girl, you haven’t answered any of my questions, just given me excuses,” he murmured as he slowly worked her hair loose until it fell into a tangled mess around her shoulders.Gently, he gripped the back of her long tresses and pulled her head back, his mouth swooping down to taste her lips.She trembled as he nibbled her cautiously, tasting her sweet essence. He was aware that she probably hadn’t known a man yet, but if he had been in any doubt as to whether he was attracted to her or not, it was swiftly erased as the desire to lay her back on the fragrant hay became overwhelming.With great effort, he reined himself in.He pushed aside the thoughts of her woman’s body beneath his and his hands cupping those creamy buttocks, red with his handprints, and holding her up to thrust his aching buddy into her feminine softness.He lifted his head, and bemused eyes stared up at him, soft and luminous.
“W-What questions?”Dazed, the tip of her pink tongue darted out to lick her swollen lips, and Mac groaned at the sight.He couldn’t resist crushing her to him once again, his hands cupping her buttocks and setting her down against the hardness in his pants.It was sweet torture as she gasped and leaned into him, straddling his throbbing shaft to rub against her feminine center.
“I asked you to marry me,” he croaked.He fought with himself to keep from lifting her dress and releasing himself.Those thin panties could be easily moved aside and allow him access to that hot, moist center of her, but he couldn’t do it.He knew she was innocent.He couldn’t hurt her and use her like that, even though she was inviting him with her actions.She didn’t know what she was doing.
“Why should I?”She tossed her wild mane back.“I don’t even know if I like you, let alone love you.”
“Oh, I think you like me,” he said smugly.“Just like I like you.People have married on less than that and done just fine.I’m sure we’ll grow to love each other deeply as the years go by.”
“How can you be so sure, Mac?”
“This is why I’m so sure,” he said, and he lowered his head to kiss her, pulling her in close to his body.She allowed his probing tongue to open her lips more fully, and she melted against him again.He lost track of time as he plundered her soft mouth possessively.She moaned when his thumb found her nipple beneath the fabric of her dress and gently circled it.
“You like that, don’t you?”he murmured against her lips.“Does it feel good, little girl?”
“Don’t stop,” she whimpered, arching her breasts into his hands.She ground into him as if begging for more.
He slipped one hand beneath her dress, found the warm, soft center of her body, and slowly circled the tiny bud under the panty edge.
“Oh...oh...”she gasped, her hips suddenly undulating.“What’s happening to me?”
