Something passes between us, but then he takes a step back and my heart stutters. This is the same old song and dance between the pair of us. Shaking it off, I plaster a smile on my face.
“Now that was hot as fuck, Colt, baby, but I am perfectly okay.” I saunter around him, joining his brothers, who are all watching this unfold before them.
They know the deal and often tease Colt about not making a move on me. Hell, they even tell me that he is a fool, but I will not be with a man by force or coercion. I have too much self-respect for me to allow that.
The four of them grin and smirk as I join them at the pool table.
“Well, if it isn’t the Woods boys, who like to give wood.” I wink, and they chuckle.
All of them are such good men; they are loyal and protective.
“Oh, River honey, there is nothing boy about the wood we give.” Cormac bounces his eyebrows at me, making me chuckle, and waving him off, I saddle up to Ridley.
“How is that young man of yours?”
At the mention of Ridley’s son Ty, his eyes brighten.
“He is good, River. Thanks for asking.”
“That is good. I bet he is excited for Christmas.”
“Oh, he is, but my bank fucking hates me.” He laughs.
Kids are so fucking expensive. I love Lanie, but damn, the things teenagers need right now is crazy. Talk about trends coming and then going as quickly as they arrived.
“He is a good kid, so he deserves it,” he says.
“River, looking as dashing as ever.” This comes from Cormac, who looks over my shoulder, where I know Colt is standing.
He does not touch me, but I can feel him close. It will take a fucking miracle for him to touch me for pleasure or simply because he wants to.
“Why thank you, baby Woods.”
Cormac groans at my nickname for him, making me giggle. A growl comes from behind me, and I look over my shoulder at theman making the deep sexy sounds that are like a lightning bolt to my balls.
“If you are going to growl all sexy like, Colt, you could at least buy me dinner first.”
His brothers laugh, not bothering to hide their amusement.
“River,” he says my name like a warning, but all I hear is the sexy tone I bet he would make when he comes.
“Yes, Sir.” Heat floods his eyes, and he steps closer.
“You are fucking trouble, you know that? One day, River, a man will teach you to show some respect before a spanking is in order.”
Pushing down a flash of disappointment from him saying that ‘a man’ would give me a spanking and not him, I inch forward, and everything around us fades into the background. My voice drops, showing my arousal from being this close to him, breathing in his woodsy scent mixed with pine.
“Did anyone ever tell you that you have the wholeDaddyvibe going on?”
His nostrils flare, while his eyes dilate, showing how turned on he is and fuck me, my cock thickens in my pants.
Is he a Daddy Dom?Please say yes. Fucking hell, it is like he was made for me.
I have always liked to be dominated in bed, but also the thought of someone taking care of me, wanting to give me pleasure before they get theirs, showing their love for me, makes me hot all over.
Before he can say anything, I step away and cool my jets because damn, I am all hot and flustered and now is not the time or place to get bent over and be spanked, especially when his brothers are here.
Also, I like to play hard to get sometimes; making a man work for it will do wonders for when he catches you.
