Her Cowboy Daddy (18 page)

“God, Scarlett,” he grunted, finding his release on the heels of her own. He thrust hard, once, then again, before he collapsed beside her. “That was amazing.”

Scarlett rolled over and looked at him with shining eyes and an impish smile. “You haven’t seen anything yet,” she informed him. Then she slid between his thighs and opened her mouth wide to lick him clean, his moans of ecstasy ringing in her ears.

“So, what do you think?” Colton leaned against the door, watching as Scarlett took in the room. It was a small house, only two bedrooms, but it had a spacious kitchen, and a large living room that they stood in now. All the blinds were open, letting buttery sunlight stream in and draw attention to the shiny blond wood floors.

Scarlett spun around, practically unaware of Colton’s eyes on her. It was hard to take it all in. It was a beautiful little house, in a nice neighborhood. She could hardly believe it could be all hers. Colton said that all she had to do was say the word. Still, something niggled in the back of her mind.

“I just don’t think I can let you buy me a house.”

“We’ve had this conversation, honey. Nothing is gonna change the way I feel about you.”

“I know you say that, but—”

Colton covered the distance between them quickly and took her chin in his hand, pulling her gaze to his. “No buts, baby-girl, or I’ll have to bring that paddle out.”

She gave a little shudder. “Yes, daddy. It’s just…”

“You’re worried that you’ll owe me?” he guessed. This was a conversation they’d had more than once, and while he’d thought he’d laid her fears to rest, it seemed that he needed to reassure her one last time.

“Maybe.”

“Well, what if I told you that this house, if you chose it, would be in your name only?”

Scarlett looked up at him with wide blue eyes. “But that wouldn’t be fair.”

“It would be. If this is your house, then it should have your name on it, don’t you think?”

“But it’s your money—”

“And it would be my gift to you. It couldn’t be taken back, ever.”

Scarlett couldn’t contain her giddy excitement. The idea of having a place to live where she didn’t have to worry about scrounging up rent every month, or having to worry about where she’d go if things didn’t work out… she couldn’t deny that it sounded great.

“Are you
sure?
”

“The only thing I’m not sure of is whether or not you want it. We could keep looking.”

“No, this is the one!” she burst out. Spontaneously, she kicked off her shoes and began to twirl around the wooden floor in her socks, with her arms thrown wide. “I
love
it!”

“Well, then,” he chuckled. “It’s yours then. I’ll call the realtor right away.”

“Later,” she insisted, grabbing his hand and giving it a squeeze. “Let’s look again.”

“But I thought you said it was the one,” Colton teased, pulling on a lock of her blond hair.

“It is. I just want you to dream with me.” They walked together through the house, hand-in-hand, admiring the stainless steel fixtures and the lighting. There was a reading nook in the bedroom that Scarlett loved. She couldn’t wait to put a bookcase there, full of books. The more she talked, the more excited she became.

“I’m glad you like it,” Colton beamed at her.

“You know… I was thinking…”

“Hmm?”

“I bet it gets pretty lonely in that trailer of yours.”

“Ah… yeah. I guess it does,” he answered, clearly caught off guard.

“Well, I just thought… if you wanted to…”

“Yeah?”

“Maybe you’d want to help me move in?”

“Of course I will, baby.”

“Maybe… maybe you could even bring your stuff, too?” She peered up at him through her long lashes.

“Are you sure about that, baby-girl?”

“Of course I’m sure, daddy.”

Colton picked her up and spun her around until she was breathless with giggling. “I can’t think of anything better than to be with my girl twenty-four/seven. Someone’s gotta keep you in line.”

“Don’t ruin the moment,” she teased.

“And
speaking
of keeping you in line, I had some thoughts of my own about what that spare room could be used for.”

“Oh, yeah? Like what?”

“I was thinking of turning it into a nursery. You know, one for
bad
little girls.”

Scarlett couldn’t hide the flush that creeped into her face. Yet, she wasn’t without excitement about the idea. Just imagining wispy, girly curtains, and maybe a changing table… it got her feeling deliciously squirmy on the inside.

“Come on, let me show you what I was thinking.” When he reached for her hand, she eagerly clasped his and let him lead her down the hall.

* * *

Three weeks later

“Smile!”

Scarlett had no trouble whatsoever beaming at the realtor as he took her and Colton’s picture in front of the “Sold” sign.

“It looks great.”

“Thanks, man,” Colton said, stepping forward and taking his phone back from their realtor and shaking his hand. “Thanks for everything.”

“No, thank
you
. It’s been a pleasure doing business with you. Be sure to give me a call if you need anything else. Oh, and these,” he fished in his pocket and came up with a key ring, “belong to you. Catch, little lady.”

Scarlett yelped in surprise when she saw a shiny object flying at her. She held her hands in front of her face and the key ring with a single key bounced off harmlessly. Colton tried to mask his laugher as a cough, but she didn’t care. She was so happy she thought she might float away into the clouds. Nothing would spoil this day.

“Well, would you like to explore your new house?” Colton asked when they were alone.

“
Our
new house,” she reminded him gently.

“Yes,
our
new house,” he echoed with a grin a mile wide.

Nodding, she bounded ahead of him, so excited that she was full of nervous energy. When Colton had first told her he was buying her a place, she’d been shocked and not entirely sure what to think. But as the weeks had passed—and since the house had been on market for a while—it went amazingly quickly, and she’d become more and more excited. She had found herself thinking of painting, or staring longingly at new pots and pans for the kitchen. She’d never really bought much for her apartment, but having a place of her
own
, somewhere to put down roots, it was tremendously exciting. She couldn’t wait to begin decorating the place and turning the house into a home. And best yet was the fact that she had a man by her side that she couldn’t wait to share it with.

She’d never thought she’d be one of those girls to scour Pinterest and think of paint vs. wallpaper and color schemes, but then again, she’d never had her own place either. She’d bored Colton senseless asking his opinion on one idea after another. She’d even found her mind pulled back again and again to the idea of having a nursery, though that one she kept to herself.

“Home sweet home,” he said as he opened the door.

Scarlett peered in the open doorway and grinned. “I like the ‘new house’ smell.”

“It’s only new to us, remember.”

“Well,” she sniffed, tossing her head at his teasing tone, “I still like it.”

“Glad to hear it.”

She walked in, turning her head from side to side. It was even prettier than she remembered with its pale walls and wooden floors.

“What do you think our first order of business should be in our new house?”

“Hmm?” Scarlett was so entranced that she hardly heard him.

“Because
I
was thinking that we should consummate every room in the house.” He caught her around the waist and spun her to face him, making her giggle.

“Colton!”

“Come on, you know you want to.” He kissed her on the mouth, quieting her laughter. “We could start in the kitchen. What do you think?”

“Yum,” she replied, licking her lips and making him laugh out loud. Suddenly, a thought struck her and she ducked her head to avoid his eyes. “But… well, actually, I was thinking…”

He brushed away her blond locks before he began kissing the nape of her neck. “Hmm?”

She shivered with pleasure. “Well… I was thinking I might take a bath.”

“That sounds nice,” he agreed, nibbling on her tender flesh. “But I think you should get a little dirty first.”

Scarlett moaned as his lips continued to sample the hollow of her throat. “What did you have in mind?”

“You’ll see. Arms up,” he commanded in a throaty voice.

As she was becoming accustomed to do, Scarlett obeyed immediately. In mere moments, he had her entire body bared to his searching eyes. She flushed as he took his time scrutinizing every inch of flesh. He looked her over top to bottom, and only when she knew he’d worshiped every part of her with his eyes did he kneel in front of her.

She gasped in surprise, which was only amplified when he spread her thighs. She could feel them trembling beneath his sure fingers, but Colton didn’t seem to notice. The first gentle breath he blew on her damp pussy made her shiver. When she felt his tongue slide over her tender nub, she nearly jumped, and would have if he hadn’t been there holding her in place with an arm around her waist.

“Shh. Just give yourself time to get used to it, darlin’. Then you’ll love it, I promise.”

She managed a feeble nod before sucking in her breath as he continued to explore her wet depths with his amazing tongue. As he delved deeper inside, she found herself quivering from head to toe. She’d never felt such heady, electrifying pleasure shoot through her and she was finding it difficult to keep standing.

Scarlett let out a soft groan and felt her pelvic muscles clench. She was on the very brink of ecstasy and hoped that Colt would be able to catch her, because she had no doubt that she would fall.

But she didn’t cum. Right before she could let go, she felt him pull back. She opened her eyes in surprise and peered down at him, a question in her eyes.

“Well, you didn’t think we’d reach the grand finale that quick, did you?” he asked, grinning for all that he was worth. “And
alone,
I might add? No, ma’am, when you cum, I’ll be spilling my seed into that tight, hot pussy.”

The words made her flush with surprise and pleasure.

“Now, how ‘bout that bath? I’ll go draw it for you.”

Still tingling all over from his attentions, it was all that she could do to nod. She quickly pulled her panties back up and threw back on her shirt. It might seem silly, since she was going to take them right back off again, but she preferred it to wandering around the house naked. When she walked into the bathroom, she was surprised to see bubbles foaming under the running water.

“Oh, good.” Colton grinned when he saw her. “I was hoping to undress you all over again.” With a crooked finger, he beckoned her forward. When she stood in front of him, he pulled the material of her shirt so that the hollow of her neck was revealed. No sooner had he bared it than he put his hot mouth on her skin, kissing her so hungrily it made her dizzy with desire.

“God, you turn me harder than a brick wall, do you know that?” he growled. Taking her hand, he laid it on his erection and she began to massage it through the fabric of his pants.

“Do you want me to—”

“No. There will be plenty of time for that later. I promise,” he added, kissing her forehead. “Let’s try this again. Arms up.”

Giggling, Scarlett raised her arms once more and in one quick motion, Colton had freed her of her shirt. She reached for the band of her panties, but he tsked at her as he wagged his finger.

“Naughty girl,” he scolded, giving her hand a light slap. “You know only daddies get to undress their little girls.”

“I’m sorry, daddy,” she replied, trying to look suitably repentant.

Colton took his time sliding her panties down—whether for his own viewing pleasure or because he could tell how turned on she was getting, she didn’t know. “Go on and get in before the water gets cold.”

She let out a sigh of pleasure when she slid into the tub and let the water envelop her. The temperature was just right, and the scent of the bubbles was heavenly. She smiled to herself as she spread out her arms and brought a big, fluffy cloud of bubbles to cover her nakedness.

“What are you doing?” Colton chuckled.

“Watch and see,” she said, moments before she blew them toward him. When they landed on the front of his shirt, he looked at them so disdainfully that she couldn’t help but giggle.

“Watch out, young lady, or you’re going to be in hot water.”

“It’s not
that
hot,” she replied demurely. “Why don’t you come in and see?”

“You know very well what I mean,” Colton scolded, but she knew he was feeling as lighthearted as she was. She could see it in the shine in his eyes. “I think I
will
join you. But just so I can keep you in line.”

Scarlett bit down on her lip, watching with avid interest as he shucked down his pants and climbed into the hot, sudsy water. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close, and she leaned into him, enjoying the feeling of being so adored.

When he picked up the loofah and lathered it with soap, she could hardly believe her luck. She was beaming with giddy excitement, but he was behaving as though there was nothing more natural in the world as he washed her. He started with her shoulders, then her arms, down to her torso…

“I can think of something I’d rather have down there,” she commented, eyes cast on the water as she spoke.

“Oh?” His voice was a husky murmur. “Like what?”

She squirmed, feeling her cheeks warm. He
knew
what! “Don’t make me say it, daddy…”

“The only way for a little girl to get what she wants is to ask for it,” he said, beginning to stroke her hair. “Oh, I know. You want me to wash your hair for you, is that it?”

“No…”

“Hmm. You want a shoulder massage?”

“No.”

“Well, I’m plumb out of ideas, sweetheart. You’re gonna have to help me out.”

When she looked up at him, he was grinning from ear to ear. She would have been angry, if she didn’t love him so much. “I was thinking…”