“A week.” She tips her head left, inviting me to nuzzle her, and I do, her resulting mewl working me right up. “I agree to that term. A week will bring me right up to my nineteenth birthday.”
She just had to remind me of her age. “Great.”
“Were there any other amendments?” she says, kissing up the column of my throat and rubbing her mouth in the spot beneath my chin.
Lord. That feels like heaven.
“Yes.” I close my eyes and recall the fantasies I’ve been having about her for the last six months. Fantasies that have deepened and grown texture in the last two days, now that Iknow what she tastes like, how her petite body feels against my bigger one. How she looks up at me with wide eyes, a girl who needs to be taught to give pleasure.
Something unfamiliar has been roused inside of me.
I give voice to it now, despite this particular need being somewhat shameful.
A little twisted.
“Knox?”
“I want to be called Daddy. When I’m fucking you.” Heat plows into my stomach over the way her pupils expand, her innocent lips parting on an intake of breath. “Is that going to be a problem?”
“I guess it depends on why,” she murmurs, her brow furrowed.
I search for the right words. Of which there are none. This is totally new territory.
Territory I shouldnotbe exploring, but it’s too late to turn back now.
Who could turn back when the destination is this naked, fascinating beauty spreading her legs for me in my bed?
I wind her hair around my fist, drawing her head sideways and razing my teeth from shoulder to ear, making her whimper. “When I’m inside of you, I want to be your fucking world. When you moan beneath me, I’m the one giving you life. A different kind of life. You see?” I suck on her skin until there’s a clear mark. A claim. Then I grit my teeth against it. “I’m in charge when we fuck. You’re my responsibility. Your needs are mine to fill. That’s why I’m Daddy. I don’t want even the slightest piece of you with anyone else when I’m collecting all of them. You’re all mine in bed.”
And out.
I don’t speak that ridiculous thought out loud.
Billie lifts her head and studies me. I notice her breathing is reedy. Shallow.
Eyelids heavier than before.
“Daddy,” she whispers as a piece of hair blows across her bee-stung lips.
Without warning, my hips pump upward violently, just once, bouncing Billie’s young tits in her tank top, her head falling back on a whine, and I flood my jeans with hot, sticky come. “Oh shit,” I growl, wrestling her down to the ground, driving her forward several feet in the grass trying to find friction and then, I do.Christ almighty, I fuck the seam of her jeans like a madman, my hips hammering between her kicking legs. “Say it again,” I roar, pinning her wrists above her head and raking myself up and down against that virgin cunt with my thickened zipper. “My cock wants to hear it one more time, little girl.”
“Daddy,” she breathes, and I can see she’s enjoying the word on her lips now.
That makes me blow all the harder, yanking her knees up around my hips and flattening her to the earth as I drain and drain, bellowing loud enough to wake the corpse behind me. When I’m done, I collapse on top of her and she stares at me in wonder.
Stroking my hair.
That sign of affection is what jolts me. Dammit, I’m going to let her too close.
And I’ve only got a week. Once it’s over and the debt is paid, she’ll be done with me.
Just like everybody else.
Get your goddamn guard back up, Knox.
Clearing my throat hard, I roll off her tasty little body and stand up, helping Billie to her feet where she stumbles in an adorable daze.
“Go on back to the ranch now,” I rasp, still breathing hard. Still wanting her. Even just to hold her. Goddamn, she’s dangerous. I need to make sure that the only way she gets to me is physically. “I’ll take care of him and find a place for his horse. You never saw him, understand? But you heard he was thinking of leaving town.”
