I look down at my feet before finding her eyes again. My hand rests on the door latch. “Why don’t you get in here, boss?”
“Not yet. I need to know if you’re in. For being dandelion seeds or whatever it was you said.”
I smirk to hold back a bigger grin, then snake my arm out the door and yank her inside by her waist. The screen door slams as I shut the main door behind us. “I’ll be a dandelion seed with you anytime, darlin’.”
Darcy’s smile is so beautiful as she raises on her toes and I press her into the old oak door behind her. I pause before I lower my lips to hers, drinking in her expression and how she’s wearing some scummy t-shirt and a pair of shorts.
I wouldn’t have her dressed any other way. She’s perfect.
We crash together in a kiss, a relieved breath passing between us while our lips lock. “Are we a thing now?” I mumble against her lips.
“Are we?” Her hands clasp the back of my neck.
“We are if I have anything to say about it.” I hike her up into my arms, sealing her legs around my waist.
“Good,” she hums, beaming.
My hand passes over the side of her thigh, where it seems like she has a pocket full of something or another. “You come packin’?”
Darcy laughs, blushing and tossing her head back. “I came prepared.”
I shift her so I can hold her up with one arm, then search up the side of her shorts to find the pocket. I shove my hand down in there, pulling out a sleeve of condoms and two different vibrators. Her face is flushed, but I hold her tighter, looking down into her eyes.
“You’ve done enough being prepared in your life. From now on, it’s on me.”
Her smile is sad. “I’ll probably only ever trust myself. I have an IUD, but there’s the other thing.”
I rub my nose against hers. “Hey. Not worried about that. We’ve got condoms.” I hold up the sleeve and let them unfold, cracking up as what must be a dozen wrapped condoms unravel. “Though I think you overestimated how many times I can go in a night.”
Darcy looks sheepish. “Well, I don’t know. You’ve talked a big game. Put your money where your mouth is, you know?”
I sink my lips to where her neck meets her shoulder and march us down the hallway. “I’ll find someplace good to put my mouth.”
I carry her into my bedroom and kick the door shut behind me. Just the bedside lamp is on, casting the room in a warm glow. I lay her back on the bed, not letting my lips leave hers until I brace myself over her, my feet still on the floor. Her hair fans around her head and the hunger in her eyes has me rock hard. She smirks. “Thought for sure you’d want to get a spanking in, Daddy.”
I growl and curl my hips against hers. “Does my girl need a little pain? Huh?”
She moans with her hands cupped around my neck. “Yes.”
I dip to kiss her, and she almost pulls me down by hooking her arms and legs around me. “Hands and knees.”
With a twinkle in her eye, Darcy gets settled facing me, licking her lips. “Strip,” she orders.
I lean down in front of her face and brush a gentle kiss to her lips.
“You wanted Daddy, darlin’. You’re getting Daddy. And Daddy’s in charge now.”
She gasps and bites her lower lip. I oblige her anyway, mostly because I want her skin all over mine immediately. I throw the condoms and vibes on the bed, then remove my shirt and shorts, leaving my underwear on. I grab the back of her t-shirt and drag it up, where she removes it from her arms.
“No bra,” I say.
“One less barrier between you and me,” she coos.
I smirk and coast my hands down to cup her breasts. “I love the way you think. What would you have done if I hadn’t accepted your little speech?”
She waggles her ass to tempt me. “Gone home sad and horny.”
I brace myself over her back, kissing along her spine to her sacrum. “We can’t have that. Daddy’s gotta take care of you.”
