Daddy’s Wild Girl (Montana Daddies #16)

Chapter 37

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B ebe stared around the cabin in wonder.

“I know it’s small. And there’s only one bedroom and bathroom. But once I get this fire going, it will be really cozy.” He stoked the flames up higher. “And we can get a bigger cabin. We don’t have to stay here. Hell, we could probably even move into Wishingbone, if that’s what you want.”

Move?

Why would she want to move? Was he insane?

“I love it.”

He turned and gaped at her. “What?”

“It’s . . . it’s beautiful. I feel instantly at home.”

A flush filled his cheeks. “Yeah?”

She nodded. It was incredibly tidy. That might be an issue for them since she was so messy. Everything obviously had a place, but it was still welcoming. The corner sofa was a deep green with cream cushions. There was a cream rug on the floor with a wooden coffee table. Above the fireplace was a mantle that would be perfect for Christmas stockings.

It was all sigh-worthy.

The kitchen, living room, and dining area were all one big open-concept room. The kitchen wasn’t very big, but it didn’t need to be since she didn’t cook, and Corbin seemed to be okay with the size.

There was a huge basket of things on the small dining table.

“What’s this?” she asked, walking over to it. There was a card with her name on it. “Can I open the card?”

“Of course, baby.”

She opened the card and read the message, tears entering her eyes as she took in all the names on the card.

“Hey, what is it?” he asked walking over to wrap an arm around her as he read the card. “Ahh, a welcome package from the girls. That was nice of them. Why are you crying?”

Placing a finger under her chin, he turned her face so she was looking up at him.

“It’s just . . . it’s really nice and so unexpected.”

He rubbed his thumb over her cheek. “I hate that you’re so shocked by someone doing something nice for you. You should expect it. The people who live here are good people. I’m guessing the reason the girls aren’t here in person is that they don’t want to overwhelm you. But they’re all happy you’re here.”

“Really?”

He leaned in and kissed her lips. “Really. Why don’t you take a look at the care package?”

Nodding enthusiastically, she carefully removed the cellophane packaging, nearly squealing in excitement as she saw the treats inside. There were boxes of chocolates, hot chocolate, a bag of tiny marshmallows, cookies, potato chips, and sweets.

“Hmm, I can see I’m going to have to confiscate some of this.”

“Confiscate it? It’s mine!” She threw herself over the basket protectively.

“I know it’s yours, baby. You get to have it. Just not all at once, or you’ll get a tummy ache or a hole in your tooth.”

“I don’t want that.” She put her hand over her mouth. No one liked visiting the dentist. Turning her attention to the package again, she saw that there was a squishy squirrel toy.

How had they known she liked squirrels? She eyed Corbin, but he was giving nothing away. However, she knew he must have told them.

It was all so incredibly thoughtful.

She pulled out a blue T-shirt with Welcome to Sanctuary Ranch written on the front and the image of a log cabin in the woods on it.

Hugging it to her, she then found a cropped sweater that had Wishingbone Bone, Montana: Batshit Crazy Since Forever written on the front. She giggled.

“The thing is . . . that’s totally true.”

“I just love this all so much. I have to thank them all.”

“I’ll take you around and introduce you to some people tomorrow,” he promised. “I’ll also have to get groceries delivered as I don’t have much in the pantry.” He moved into the kitchen. “But I’ve got some frozen meals. What would you like?” He opened the freezer and started searching through it.

Was he nervous?

He seemed nervous. Did he think she wasn’t going to like it here? Did he want to make sure she did?

Making a decision, she walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Thank you.”

“Baby,” he said in a low croon. “What for?”

“For being you. For bringing me here. For not giving up on me. And for . . . and for being patient with me. If there’s anyone I feel safe enough with to ever let my Little free again, it’s you.”

Shutting the freezer door, he turned and picked her up in his arms. “Fuck, baby. You don’t know what that means to hear you say that.”

“Hopefully, it feels as good to hear it as it felt to say it.” It made her feel lighter. There were still nerves and she wasn’t sure she wouldn’t change her mind.

But she knew this man.

He would never hurt her, or she wouldn’t be here with him.

Moving, he set her on the kitchen counter and cupped her face in his hands. “Whatever you need, baby. I’m here.”

“Hmm, is that so? I can think of something I need right now.”

His eyes widened behind his glasses. “Can you just?”

“Uh-huh.” Reaching out, she removed his glasses. “Okay?”

He swallowed heavily. “Oh yeah. I like to see you clearly. But then it’s easier to do this.” He took her face in his hands and leaned down to kiss her.

Oh boy.

What a kiss. She parted her lips beneath his touch, letting him slide his tongue into her mouth. A moan of longing escaped her and she grasped hold of his wrists, holding on for dear life.

“So beautiful,” he whispered. “My girl. All mine.”

“All yours,” she replied.

He kissed along her jaw and down her neck. She tilted her head to the side, a whimper of need escaping her as he reached the spot where her neck and shoulder met.

Oh hell.

“Like that?” he murmured.

“You could say that,” she replied.

He reached for the bottom of her sweatshirt, tugging it up and over her head. Then, her top underneath followed until she was just in her bra and yoga pants.

It was just a plain, white cotton bra. She didn’t have a lot to support. His fingers ran over the top of her breasts almost reverently though. The look on his face made her breath catch in her throat.

“I know they’re not much—” she started to say. But he placed his fingers over her mouth.

“Gonna stop you right there before you say something that means I’m gonna have to stop and spank you.”

“Why would you have to spank me?” she asked, pouting slightly. “That’s mean.”

“Because you were about to say something mean about yourself, and you know that’s not allowed.”

Oh. Right.

Yikes. He was really serious about that?

“And right now, I want to do other things to your body . . .”

Reaching around her, he undid her bra. “Not going too fast?”

She shivered. “Nope. You’re not going fast enough.”

He smiled as he slid off her bra. “You can stop me at any time by saying red. Okay?” He was watching her carefully like he expected her to fall apart at any moment.

She wasn’t going to do that.

At least not at this moment.

“I want this. I want you. I know I had some doubts . . . some fears, but it was never about how much I wanted you. How much I desired you.” She could feel herself blushing.

“So sweet. I’m going to take my time with you.”

“Nooo,” she said. “That’s so mean.”

“I want to savor this. Learn every part of you. My beautiful, amazing, clever girl.”

“I like how you see me,” she whispered. It was hard for her to see herself as beautiful or amazing. Definitely not clever. “Some days, it feels like I’m hanging off a cliff with one hand clinging on, my feet dangling, and the world is far below me.”

He stilled, watching her.

“And the worst part is that I don’t know whether to use my other hand to hold on . . . or just let go.”

Corbin grasped her face between his hands, glaring down at her. The expression on his face was so fierce that it took her breath away. “You always hold on, understand me? You hold on and you wait for me. Because I am coming for you. I am going to help you up.”

“Because you’re my hero.”

“Because I’m yours. And you’re mine. And we’re there for each other. No matter what. You know that, right?”

“I do. But sometimes I might need reminding.”

“Then that’s what I’ll do.”

“Totally ruined the moment, didn’t I?” she tried to joke.

“Hey, I want you to always tell me about these thoughts, all right? And nothing could ruin this moment.” He kissed her again. Only, this time, it was savage. Intense. So unlike his previous kisses that it took her breath away.

A murmur of need escaped her.

Bending down, he took her breast into his mouth, sucking on it. Oh wow!

Then he licked her nipple, before biting it gently. It was too much. She ran her fingers through his short hair, wanting more, needing him to touch her all over.

To take her.

It had been so long since she’d had an orgasm that wasn’t one she’d given herself.

He grabbed her yoga pants and pulled them down along with her panties. She quickly raised her bottom so he could get them off.

Holy heck.

He was stealing her breath away. Then he started kissing up her inner thigh. She trembled. His lips were soft, in contrast to the almost rough way he’d stripped her naked.

“Fuck, I can smell you.”

Oh God!

She smelled? That was terrible!

“I’m so sorry! I’ll go have a shower. I didn’t mean—” She tried to push her legs together, but he kept his hands on her thighs.

“Did I say you smelled bad? Because you don’t . . . you smell like fucking heaven and my mouth is watering at the idea of eating you out.”

“It . . . it is? You like doing that?”

“I fucking love it.” He continued kissing along her inner thigh until he got to her mound. Then he kissed along her slit.

“So wet for me, aren’t you? Such a good girl for getting wet for her man.”

Was he trying to make her come from just his words alone? When he moved his mouth to her other thigh, she knew she couldn’t take it. She had to have him touching her there.

“Please. I . . . I . . . I can’t take much more,” she told him. “It’s been a while.”

How humiliating to have to tell him that.

“Shh, I’m going to take care of you, baby. It’s been a while for me, too. You just relax and let me do it all.”

Really?

She’d never done that before. Sure, the asshole had liked to be in control in the bedroom. But generally, he’d order her to suck him off, or he’d have her climb on top and ride him to completion. She’d never had anyone focus on her pleasure before.

“Let’s just get you where I can see you properly.”

He couldn’t see her now?

In fact . . .

“Should we not move this into the bedroom?” she whispered, glancing over worriedly at the door. “What if someone comes in?”

“They wouldn’t fucking dare. But if you’re worried . . .” He walked over and locked both the front and back doors. “Better?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

“Right, but that means I now get what I want.”

Her eyes widened as he prowled toward her.

“And what do you want?” she whispered as he took hold of her chin and tilted her head back. It was a dominant move.

“You. I want you to submit to me. I want to stare at you, study you. I like to explore and you’re going to let me, aren’t you?”

Whoa.

It was like his dominance was on steroids, and she could feel herself melting further underneath his slightly roughened touch.

“Yes,” she replied.

“What’s off-limits?”

Off-limits? Were there limits?

“What limits did you have with him?” he growled.

“None.”

He blinked. “You don’t have any limits? Are you sure?”

“He didn’t . . . didn’t let me have any. He said I should just trust him not to push me beyond what I’m capable of giving.”

“Is that what you wanted?” he asked.

“I wasn’t given the choice.”

“No. Of course you weren’t. Asshole. Did he do anything you didn’t want?”

“I . . . well . . . he wasn’t actually that adventurous in the bedroom to be honest. He’d order me to suck him off. And he liked me to ride him too. That was about it.”

His eyes widened. “No toys? Bondage? Ass play? Did he return the favor and eat you out?”

“Um, no, no, and no. Definitely no.”

“So he didn’t like to bend you over furniture? Or have you suck him while he was working or watching TV? Or order you to bend over at any time of the day so he could explore your ass with his fingers? Or fuck you nice and hard?”

“God, no. But that sounds so good.”

“Does it? Do you like the idea of me being able to take you whenever and wherever I like?”

Yes, she did.

“Is that wrong?” she asked.

“Baby, nothing you want to happen between us could be wrong.” He paused for a moment. “Well, I don’t think we should break any laws. But other than that . . .”

Oh.

Really?

“I do have my limits though,” Corbin added.

“What are those?” she queried, feeling bad that she hadn’t asked him already.

He cupped the side of her face. “I won’t make you bleed. I’m not into whips or hard core sadism. And I don’t like humiliation. Dishing it out or taking it, obviously.”

“I don’t want any of that either.”

“Is there anything you do like?” he asked as he dropped his mouth to her nipple again.

A moan escaped her.

“Any desires you have that have been unfulfilled?”

“I, um, I . . .” How could she think like this? “I like not having to think. And I, God, when I’m around you, I feel horny all the time.” She sounded irritated and she was. Because all she wanted was for him to fuck her.

Constantly.

He let out a small chuckle. “Glad you feel like that. So do I.” He drew her legs up so her feet were resting on the counter.

“Corbin?” she asked, feeling very exposed.

“Shh, I like to look. You can put your hands behind you on the counter to balance yourself or lean right back against the wall. Actually, will that hurt your hands?”

“I don’t . . . I guess it might.”

“Then don’t do that. And I won’t be putting you in bondage either. Don’t want to risk hurting your hands.”

God, he was amazing.

She blinked back tears.

“What’s this?” He ran a thumb under her eye.

“You’re just so incredible. It’s hard to believe you’re real.”

He smiled and then dropped to his knees in front of her. “I am. And I’m right here, staring at the prettiest pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing.” He parted her lips. “And so wet. You really want me all the time?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

“Good. I feel the same way. Do you know what free use is?”

“I, um, I think I do.”

And she had to admit that the idea excited her.

“You will have to trust me more before we try that. Because I want you to be certain of the fact that I will always take care of you. But one day, if you’re still into it, we’ll explore that.”

“I want to do it now.”

“Yeah? You’re happy for me to take you whenever and wherever I want? Whether you’re sleeping or watching television or talking on the phone?”

“Y-yes,” she said.

He smiled gently. “You’re not quite there yet and that’s okay, baby. Remember, free use can have limits too. Say, when you’re cooking you might not want me to come up behind you and slide into that pretty pussy.”

“I don’t cook, so that’s not so much of a problem.”

“Hmm . . . true. But on things where you really have to concentrate and it’s dangerous to be distracted . . . that would be a limit.”

“You’d never do anything to put me in danger.”

He cupped both of her breasts, lightly playing with her nipples. “Good girl. You’re beginning to get it. There might also be times when I just want to look at you. Where I might tell you to spread your legs and lift your skirt. Or lower your top to show me your breasts. Or bend over so I can see that delicious ass.”

Holy. Moly.

She was so wet, and her breath was coming in sharp pants. It was kind of embarrassing.

“Yeah, I can see you like that. Red is okay for your safeword?”

She nodded.

“Words, baby.”

“Yes, that’s good. Do you . . . do you want me to call you Sir?”

“Nope. When I’m touching you like this, I want to hear my name on your lips.”

Then he parted her lower lips with his fingers and leaned in to suck on her clit.

Oh hell.

Bebe was completely exposed. there was nothing covering her from his gaze . . . his touch . . . and Lord, was it hot.

So hot she was soon panting.

He flicked at her clit slowly, building her up and up.

If anyone told her that she’d be sitting with her legs spread wide on a kitchen counter with a man kneeling on the floor, his mouth on her pussy six months ago . . . a year ago . . . she’d have called them nuts.

“Please,” she cried out as he stopped, throwing her head back to look at the ceiling. Her arms were behind her, hands on the counter.

“Lean back, baby. I don’t want you hurting your hands.”

That’s why he’d stopped? To take care of her?

Oh, man.

She was in trouble here. There was no guarding her heart from this man and she really didn’t want to.

She leaned back against the wall and just let him touch her, let him take her up and over that peak. She screamed through her release, her orgasm flooding her with happy hormones.

A goofy smile filled her face as he slowly licked until she came down from her high.

“That’s my good girl,” he told her. “You came so nice and hard.”

She tried to close her legs, but he lightly slapped her thighs. “Did I say you could move?”

His voice had grown sterner and she froze. Had she upset him?

“No, but I thought . . .”

“Baby, that’s the thing. You don’t have to think. Let me do it for you.”

“I . . . that can be dangerous.” Even if she liked the idea. “I don’t want to lose me.”

“I don’t want that, either, baby. Because I love who you are. I’d never want to take you over. I’m just talking about during sex. Besides, you can always use your safeword.”

Right.

A safeword.

“All right, then. I’ll let you take charge.”

His smile was worth any nerves. “My brave, beautiful girl.”

Then his mouth dropped to her pussy and he drove her absolutely insane until another spectacular orgasm left her boneless and breathless.

Wow.