Chapter 16
CHAPTER 16
Robyn
“Oh my! Let me call Nurse MacIntosh and tell her–”
“Not necessary,” Rooster said as he stood before the reception desk. “We’re not here for an exam, we need a room.”
Luna looked at Robyn and then Rooster and then back at Robyn, her smile huge. “I see. Okay, for how long?”
“No clue.” Rooster looked at Robyn as if looking for an answer.
Robyn giggled. “Breakfast won’t be cooking itself.”
“Right,” he said, then turned back to Luna. “Just book it for a week.”
“A week!” Robyn protested.
“Right again, better make it a month.”
“Rooster, I’ve got a B&B to run!”
“I know, but booking for a month will keep us from having to stop here every day and book a new room. Until my place is habitable, we can come and go as needed to keep up appearances for your guests.”
Robyn wanted to ask what about keeping up appearances for those guests at the resort but when he growled, her mind shut down and her body spoke up.
“That’s brilliant. Okay, put us down for a month, Luna.”
Luna laughed and nodded, her rainbow colored hair swaying. “I’d give you the entire welcome to Rawhide spiel and offer to tell you about the amenit?—”
Another growl had Luna’s shoulders shaking as she giggled, but she stopped talking and started typing. Within a couple of seconds, she held out a pair of keycards. “Room?—”
“We’ll find it,” Rooster said as Robyn took the cards.
“Thank you!” Robyn called out as Rooster turned and started across the lobby.
“Have fun!” Luna returned.
“Which way?” Rooster asked when he finally halted mid-way across the lobby.
Robyn looked at the cards and then giggled. “Sorry, it’s on the second floor.”
“No problem,” he said. “Stairs?”
“How about an elevator, it’s faster.”
“Works for me, just point.”
She pointed toward the right. “The one by Master Derek’s office is closer.” That was, of course, when she heard a bell and realized the lobby was about to be flooded with Littles being let free of their classes for the day. “Wait! Maybe we should use the one by the store!”
Rooster turned yet again and that was, of course, the moment Master Derek appeared from his office.
“What happened?” he called out and when Rooster just growled, Robyn totally lost it. She started giggling and when Sadie ran up and started yelling that Robyn was hysterical, it was like a production of The Comedy of Errors without the benefit of any script. While Rooster shifted on his feet like a racehorse waiting for the gate to open, Robyn continued to giggle and snort, totally unable to help the poor man out.
Or she supposed she did in a way because when she dropped the cards, one was picked up by Sadie, the other by her Daddy.
“Oh!” Sadie’s and Master Derek’s exclamation came at the exact same moment.
“So much for not raising any eyebrows,” he muttered.
“You tried,” Robyn offered between giggles.
Master Derek took the card from Sadie and then slipped them both back into Robyn’s hand. “We’re good here,” he said. “Sorry, Beverly, false alarm.”
At the sight of the nurse, Robyn turned to bury her face in Rooster’s shirt as visions of naughty naked examinations flashed across her mind. Exams she was very anxious to have performed but not by any nurse, no matter how skilled or nice the woman was.
Robyn knew there were other people around, but it would have taken an act of god to have her look up. She simply giggled and gripped Rooster’s shirt as she was jostled in his arms.
“You can come out now,” he said.
Robyn shook her head and he chuckled.
“Little bird, unless you want me to ask for someone to come unlock the door?—”
“No!” she shouted, lifting her head to see they were standing in front of the door to their room. She fumbled with the cards but managed to swipe it, grateful to hear the latch click. Grabbing the door handle, she pushed the door open and smiled when Rooster kicked it closed behind him, then leaned against it.
“Whew!”
The way he said it set her off again and before she knew it, he was laughing along with her as he straightened and carried her to the big, beautiful king-size bed and set her down. She fell back and he followed suit.
“I’m so sorry, little bird,” he said when he finally managed to stop laughing.
“Don’t be.” Robyn turned on her side to face him. “You were so sweet trying to save my reputation at the B&B and on your ranch. But, next time we are looking for a make-out spot, maybe we should find some country road to just park and neck and maintain some dignity.”
His eyes darkened in a smoldering way that had her nipples tightening.
“I’m pretty sure that ship has sailed,” he said, “but speaking of necks…”
Robyn shivered as he shifted to his side and lifted the hair from her neck before he bent to kiss along the exposed skin. His warm breath had her breathing hard and when his tongue came out and licked, she moaned. When he then took the flesh between his teeth and bit gently, she arched and her entire body convulsed.
“Baby bird,” he said after releasing her and soothing the spot with another long, slow lick followed by a suckle that had her toes curling. “I do believe there is a little masochist inside you.”
Robyn didn’t even bother to deny it. Instead, she did what she’d wanted to do from the moment she’d seen him. She pressed against his chest until he was once again flat on his back. Climbing on top to straddle his hips, she reached down and began to unbutton his shirt. When he tried to help, she glared and showed him he wasn’t the only one who knew how to growl.
Rooster dropped his hands and Robyn smiled. “Good boy.”
“Little bird, you’re about to learn that I left boyhood behind a long time ago.” Before she had his shirt half undone, he’d flipped them so she was the one on her back staring up at him as he straddled her hips.
“First, Master Derek would throw me out if I didn’t take care of a few things.”
“Are you serious?”
“As a heart attack. It’s not like we gave him any advance notice that we were attracted to each other.”
“I’m pretty sure he’s aware, Rooster. I mean, he did return the keys to this very room to me.”
That seemed to give him pause for about a second. “Granted, but I want to make sure you are aware that?—”
“I’m aware!”
“Robyn, I’m serious, honey.”
She should have known he was. There hadn’t been a moment yet when he took advantage or assumed anything. He did the opposite, going above and beyond to make sure she was on board with whatever was taking place.
“I’m sorry, please, go ahead,” she said, but couldn’t help but add, “but can we do the short version now and fill in the blanks later?”
Rooster chuckled. “Fine. Do I need to find condoms?”
“No, I’m on birth control.”
“Do you have any hard limits I need to know about?”
“I-I’m really not sure. I’m not a virgin but I don’t have much experience if you’re talking about Dungeon thingies.”
He chuckled. “I think the use of the word thingies gives me enough information for now. Safe word?”
She bit her lip and he grinned.
“It’s something having to do with birds, isn’t it?”
Robyn giggled. “Nope. It’s Tyrannosaurus.”
“Tyrannosaurus à la Jurassic Park ?”
“Can you think of anything else that is totally opposite of a delicate bird?”
He grinned. “Robyn, I hate to tell you, but birds have been directly traced back to dinosaurs.”
Her mouth dropped open. “How could I not know that?”
“Probably because who looks at a T-rex and thinks about flying? Besides, I think it’s perfect, so if you’re good, I think we’re good to go. Oh, do I have your consent?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
She’d never forget the moment she said the word for the very first time. His entire body seemed to shift. His eyes darkened with a look of hunger and need. His low-throated growl caused her sex to weep and when she saw the bulge beneath the denim of his jeans actually move as if attempting to escape its confinement, she knew the true meaning of being desired more than breath itself.
His mouth descended and she lost total track of time, burning as if by a flame that flared hotter and hotter and yet failed to consume her. Somewhere in the mix, they lost their clothes. She would never know exactly how but decided it didn’t matter.
“Your ankle?—”
“Will survive, but I won’t if you don’t fuck me right now!”
“Bossy Littles don’t get what they want,” he warned.
Robyn giggled as she reached up and ran her fingertip down the middle of his chest, following his happy trail down to where his glorious erection stood proudly. She wrapped her fist around its base, her sex contracting when she realized her fingers didn’t come close to meeting. That only made her want him so much more. Giving an experimental pump, she teased, “Are you sure about that, Daddy?”
“I’m positive, little bird,” he said as he bent down.
Expecting him to nip her neck, she squealed when, instead, he wrapped her in his arms and simply flipped her over as easily as if he were flipping eggs in a pan. Her squeal became a shriek when instead of feeling his cock entering her, she felt the palm of his hand on her butt.
“Daddy!”
“That’s right, Daddy is the one in charge here.” He popped her again, this time on her other buttock.
The swats stung and definitely got her attention, but if her Daddy thought this was going to decrease her desire, he was wrong. Every time his palm landed, she felt a rush of want, the heat increasing as he paused to rub the spot he’d just swatted.
“More,” she moaned and when nothing happened, she smiled before looking over her shoulder. “More, please, Daddy.”
“That’s better.” He surprised her yet again when he complied, but not by swatting her in on her butt, but between her legs.
“Oh my god!” she squealed.
“Definitely a bit of a masochist,” he said, running his fingers along her sex. “You’re very, very wet, little bird.”
“Please, please, please!” she said, no longer caring if she had to beg. “I’m going to die!”
Rooster bent over her and she could feel his cock slip up against her core. “Want to know a little secret?”
“Yes.”
“There’s a little bit of a sadist in your Daddy.”
Robyn opened her mouth to respond but before she could, he pulled back and then drove into her with one thrust. Words escaped her, but her scream of “Daddy!” filled the room as she exploded.
He withdrew slowly. “Again,” he said as he pushed back inside.
He became her whole world as she turned to putty in his hands. He moved her into different positions, each one better than the last, driving her to the peak again and again, pushing her off the cliff into oblivion only to revive her by kissing a different place, nipping a new spot, tugging on a nipple or spanking her ass. She’d read a thousand kinky books, but not a single one had prepared her for how truly incredible it was to connect so completely with another human being.
She was on her back, her Daddy’s hands holding hers above her head as he looked down, their gazes locked together.
“Come with me, little bird. Come fly with your Daddy.”
He drove deep and she obeyed, coming again, this time feeling him jetting into her as her body convulsed.