“Mmm. The sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.” Austin gave her another kiss. He stood, holding onto her and taking her with him.
He was heading to the bedroom.
“Daddy!” she squealed through excited giggles. “What about Walker and Cane?”
“I told you earlier, on the drive here, honey. They are out investigating those fires. They’ll be back soon. But that’s no reason why you and I can’t have some quality time.”
Daisy’s stomach was flipping somersault after somersault as excitement gripped her. With her arms wrapped around Austin, she kneaded the knotty muscles on his hard back, sucking in sharp breath as her fingers pushed in on them.
“Besides,” Austin continued. “I don’t think you could hold out another minute. I can tell.”
He put her feet on the floor in front of his bed and appraised her.
She hung her head bashfully, chewing on the inside of her cheek as she stared at the floor.
“I can… wait.” She didn’t sound very convincing.
“Oh, really?” Austin stepped closer and put his hand on the waistband of her jeans. “And if I check your panties, I’m not going to find them soaked?”
She threw her head back and laughed. That laugh morphed into a moan, though, as he moved his hand down on the front of her pants. She ground into him, rocking her hips as a wave of sensual desire seized her.
“They’re wet, Daddy,” she admitted.
The smirk on his lips reached his eyes, revealing that he’d never had any doubt.
“You just hold still and let Daddy check, little girl. I want to see how wet you are.”
Daisy froze in anticipation as he began unbuttoning her pants.
There was no turning back now.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
“Daddy!”
The cry came as Austin pierced her sodden valley. He crooked his finger, as if making a come-hither motion, while Daisy stood before him, riding the wave of sensual pleasure.
Daisy still couldn't believe this was happening. Her eyes fell to the pile of discarded clothes—her discarded clothes—and an excited nervousness gripped her. The way Austin had undressed her was fast and furious, as if he was ravenously hungry. She was completely at his mercy.
And there was no place she'd rather be.
His finger felt great, but she longed for something else.
As if sensing that need, Austin grinned devilishly as he admonished her, "Just be patient, little girl. Don't rush me. I've been waiting a long time for this and I'm going to have some fun."
She tried to respond, but his finger pushed further in, causing her neck muscles to bulge as she gritted her teeth and steadied herself against the onslaught of pleasure. Finally, after a moment of squirming and moaning softly, she managed to ask, "What about Cane and... Walker?"
"I told you, darlin'. They'll be gone for a while. But don't worry about them. They don't mind this one bit. We told you: we share and share alike." He was wearing a wolfish grin as he withdrew his finger and looked deeply into her eyes. "You weren't lying. You are a wet girl. That makes Daddy proud. But..." His eyes fell down her body until they landed once again between her legs, "Feeling wasn't good enough. I need a taste. Be a good girl and lay down for Daddy."
Daisy stepped back until the bed hit her legs. Austin helped her down, making sure she didn't hurt herself, before he moved back a few paces to watch as she got into position. He was still wearing that mask of ravenous hunger, telling her she was about to be consumed. She laid on her back and opened her legs, letting him have all the access he desired.
And what a desire it was! She could actually feel it radiating off him like the waves of heat from the fires he fought so often.
He sank to his knees and moved toward his prize. She nearly lost her mind when his tongue touched her slit. She arched her back and groaned, her chest heaving as she stared at the ceiling and surrendered control to Daddy.
His tongue danced across her sensitive lips, exploring her folds and tasting her wetness. He didn't rush. He savored the moment. And she savored it, too.
Her legs were bent, and her feet were flat on the bed. She spread her thighs wider and let out a whimper as his mouth sucked at her pussy. His tongue slid up and down her valley, moving with a gentle urgency, before darting inside her opening.