Daddy’s Wild Girl (Montana Daddies #16)

Chapter 38

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C orbin lifted his girl off the kitchen counter and carried her into the bedroom.

“It’s all so tidy,” she muttered.

“What, baby?”

“Oh, nothing.”

Nope. He wasn’t having that. He laid her down on the bed on her back and then crawled over her, his hands on either side of her head and his knees cradling her hips.

“Try again. That was something. And from your frown, it’s worrying you.”

“It’s nothing, really.”

“I don’t like being lied to, baby. That’s a rule between us. No lies. No hiding things. No pretending. Understand? Communication is key. Also, no putting yourself in any danger. Mentally, emotionally, physically. Which includes things like putting yourself down or climbing trees without me.”

“Sheesh. That’s a lot of rules to remember.”

“I think it’s very simple, really. I want us both to be happy. Anything that would make us unhappy won’t be allowed. So, do you want to change your answer or do you want to go over my knee?”

He watched her carefully. The last thing he ever wanted to see on her face when it came to him was fear. Instead, her eyes widened. There was also more than a hint of interest in her gaze.

Yeah, she wanted to experience a spanking. But did she want that now?

“I was just noticing how tidy it is in here. How tidy you are and I was thinking about how not-tidy I am.”

He peppered kisses over her face. “Good girl for telling me, and you’re right. I am tidy. But we can work that out. Perhaps you just need some training.”

Bebe gasped, a look of outrage on her face as she slapped his shoulder. “Corbin!”

Oh no. He wasn’t having that either. Sitting back, he took her hand in his. “I want you to be careful with this hand. Understand? No hurting yourself by trying to hit me.”

“I . . . I didn’t.” There was a look of wonder on her face.

“I still want you to be careful.” He kissed the top of her hand. Then the palm.

And then he proceeded to kiss every inch of her again. He hadn’t been lying when he’d said he like to explore. To study. To memorize every part of her.

He needed to get some hooks and ropes. He wanted to tie her legs apart and have her lie naked on the bed while he just stared at her.

Finally, his balls were aching, his dick throbbing when he got up and stripped off his clothes. She lay on the bed, watching him, panting heavily.

“I really want to touch you,” she told him. “But I seem to be unable to move at the moment.”

He grinned. “That’s what I was aiming for.” He wanted her nice and relaxed.

As he pulled off his boxers, he heard her small gasp of surprise.

“I was not expecting that,” she murmured, eyes wide as she gaped at his dick.

His rather large dick. “Don’t be intimidated. I won’t hurt you.”

“I’ve just . . . I’ve never. Ericc and the asshole weren’t anywhere close to that big.”

He might feel a surge of satisfaction over that. But he also knew that women found his cock intimidating. Another reason he didn’t have sex without a connection. Because sometimes it took a while for a woman to work up to taking him.

And sometimes, they were scared off entirely. The worst, though, were those that wanted him because of his size.

Like her. Lindsay.

He was aware that he still had to tell Bebe about Lindsay. But not right now.

“Don’t be scared,” he said quietly.

“Oh, I’m not. I’m . . . um . . . curious. Is that okay? And a bit intrigued.”

Relief filled him. “That’s more than okay.” He grabbed a condom from the nightstand drawer and ripped it open.

“Can I do that?” she asked.

“Of course, baby.” It was going to be an exercise in his control. Because he was on the edge after eating her pussy out for the last thirty minutes.

But he stood still as she sat on the edge of the bed and took the condom. Her tongue poked out slightly in concentration as she rolled it on.

That might have been the cutest thing he’d ever seen. He held the base of his dick for her as she worked, his breathing growing erratic at the feel of her touching him.

“Good?” she asked, peering up at him.

A deep groan worked its way out of him. She had no idea how tempting she looked, her face close to his cock, peeking up at him for approval.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous. You taste delicious, you smell amazing, and the noises you made when you came nearly had me coming in my pants.”

She grinned. “They did not.”

Oh, they had.

He lightly pushed her onto her back. “Scoot back, I need to have you. Widen those legs. Knees bent, feet flat on the mattress. Fuck, baby.”

He’d eaten her out because he wanted to.

But also because he wanted to ensure she was nice and wet. So when he moved over her, he could slide his cock into her easier. It was still a stretch, though, and he paused after he had a few inches in.

“Good, darling?” he murmured.

“Please. Please.”

“Do you need to stop and adjust?”

“More, Corbin! Please, give me more.”

He continued to gently move forward, always keeping an eye on Bebe to ensure that there was no pain in her expression. He didn’t want her to think she had to hide that from him.

However, there was nothing but pleasure on her face as she wrapped her legs around him. He moaned as that pushed him farther into her wet, warm pussy.

“Fuck, baby. You can’t do that. You’re killing me.” He lightly slapped the side of her thigh and she clenched down around him, making them both groan. “I’m in charge, remember?”

“But you’re not moving fast enough.”

“I’m trying to make sure I don’t hurt you.”

“You won’t.”

He gave her a stern look. “I’ll decide how fast I move. Not you. Now, behave yourself before I pull out, roll you over, and spank that pert ass of yours.”

“You think my ass is pert?”

He shook his head. “That’s what you took from that?”

Bebe smiled. “Yep. Now, please, Corbin. I need you to move.”

God, that’s what he needed too. He moved another inch inside her, then drew back. A bit farther in, then back. Sweat coated both of their skin and their loud pants filled the room.

Until finally, he was fully inside her and it was fucking amazing.

“You good, baby?”

“I will be. Please. Please. I need you.”

He pulled out and pushed back in. Yeah, he was going slower than he wanted, but he’d never risk harming her.

Her hands reached for him, her legs tugging at him. “Faster!”

“Arms above your head and keep them there,” he ordered. “You’re not in charge right now.”

A whimper and her lip came out in a pout. But he gave her a stern look back and she did as she was told.

A surge of satisfaction filled him. Fuck, this girl was made for him. He rewarded her with a hot kiss as he started moving again. Faster. Harder. He still kept a close eye on her, but he saw nothing but pleasure, need.

Reaching between them, he rubbed at her clit. “You need to come with me.”

“I . . . I can’t!”

“You can, baby. I want to feel you pulsing around me.”

A cry escaped her as he kept rubbing at her clit, flicking it relentlessly until he felt that first wave of her release. She screamed as she came and he pulled his hand away from her pussy so he could concentrate on fucking her.

God.

Nothing had ever felt this good. He let out a roar of pleasure as he came. He didn’t think he’d ever made a noise like that in his life. But he’d never come so hard in his life, either. When he had his wits about him, he rolled to her side and moved her so she was lying on his chest while he stared up at the ceiling. His hand stroked her hair.

“Good, baby?”

“Uh-huh,” she murmured. “Dead now.”

He gave a low chuckle. “Me too. But we need to get you in the bath so you don’t get too sore.”

“Uh-uh, can’t move. Staying here forever.”

“That sounds perfect to me.”