Page 64 of Mountain Man Daddy

He used his hands to guide her around. When her cheeks faced him, he kissed them gently. The heat from them was still intense, so his lips felt cool. His tongue licked her gently, along her crease to the dimples above. He traced his way up and along her ribs, tickling her until she squirmed.

“Please! You’re being cruel!”

“Oh, I know. No one said this lesson would be easy.” He spun her again, and this time his tongue went straight for her center. His flicking and stroking had her fisting her hair.

“Open those legs for me, little girl. Open them wide.” She did, and when the sweet torture continued, she moaned and clawed her scalp. He slid a finger inside her, and her knees buckled, and her belly quivered. One hand shot to her mouth, where she bit her knuckle to keep herself from burying her hands in his hair, and the other went to the nightstand so she could steady herself. When she climaxed, it came with a ferocious howl that was loud enough to call for the wolf pack in the mountain. Her eyes were still closed so she didn’t know he’d noticed her hands until she felt his palm crack off her bottom.

“Hands back on your head,” he said in a half growl, half chuckle. “This lesson may take the rest of our lives, honey.”

Avery thought of that moment on the road when her life was so hopeless that she’d wanted to die and how her future had changed from bleak to bright the instant her mountain man daddy had rescued her.

She smiled, put her hands back on her head, and said, “Then, Daddy, I wanna live forever.”

The End