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She moved faster. And a groan erupted from his chest, filling her with confidence. He wanted her. Desired her. She was driving him wild this time.
Even though she thought it impossible, he managed to push her need higher and higher. Her swollen clit might be sensitive, but her body didn’t care.
“That’s it. Take me. Take all of me. Fuck. Yes.” He drew her in for another kiss and she felt her orgasm grow then crest. And she went flying with a cry. Then he thrust deep, twice, three times before drawing his lips away from hers with a roar as he came.
She slumped, panting, her thighs shaking. Holy. Heck.
Then he grasped hold of her chin, making her focus on him. His face was serious, almost stern. Her breath caught. What was it? Had she done something wrong?
“Mine.” The declaration hung in the room. Like a sentence.
But one she’d happily serve for the rest of her life.
“Yours.”
32
“Daddy? I thought we were going to do some shopping?”
They’d driven up to a log cabin, set back in the woods. It was a similar setting to his place. Only it was further out of town and not as big. There was a small red barn off to the side of the house. The whole place was cute and cozy.
“It’s a surprise. Wait there while I come around and get you.”
She’d already been told off for trying to get into his truck on her own, the scolding accompanied by a sharp slap to her ass.
After opening the door, he leaned over to undo her sea
tbelt. “Might have to see about a booster seat for you.”
“I’m not that small.” Although her feet didn’t touch the bottom when sitting in his truck. “Your truck is just too big. Maybe you should consider getting something smaller. You know, like a Mini.”
Disbelief filled his face as he lifted her down out of the cab of the truck. He took hold of her hand. “A Mini? Do you seriously think I could fit in one of those?”
“Well, then at least my feet could reach the bottom when I was sitting in it.”
“Not happening. Come on. Aunt Marie will be waiting for us.” He started pulling her towards the barn.
Wait. Aunt Marie?
“The nudist?”
“Yep.”
“But . . . but . . .” Where would she look? What would she do? Her mother had never covered etiquette around meeting a nudist.
“Don’t worry, she won’t be nude today.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s Monday.”
Right, it was Monday. Of course she wouldn’t be nude on a Monday. What was she thinking?
Ed stopped. She froze and looked around. “What is it? What’s going on? Is she around?”
“Eyes on me.”
Darn it. She raised her eyes to his, knowing that she’d be in trouble if she didn’t.
