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He landed an equally sharp smack to her other thigh. “Is that how you talk to me?”

“No. Ow!” She screeched as another slap cracked across her thigh. “Sorry, Daddy.”

He tempered the force of each swat but continued to pepper her inner thighs. She grew wetter with each spank. “Thank you, babygirl. But if this isn’t what you wanted, tell me what you want instead. Now."

She lasted five more smacks before she broke. “Your mouth on me, Daddy. I want you to please put your mouth on me.”

They’d work on making more specific requests later. Right now, his girl deserved a reward. “I thought you’d never ask.” Thank heavens she gave in when she did. Watching her slit grow slicker was torture. He’d been on the verge of caving.

He ran his tongue along her slit, gathering up all her juices. She tasted so damn good he could do this all day. Sweet andtangy. And all his. He hummed his appreciation when he sucked her clit into his mouth.

She writhed against him, doing everything she could to grind against his face.

“See how good it feels when you tell Daddy what you want?” She agreed by gripping his head with her warm thighs. She was so damn responsive.

As she tugged at the binding around her wrists, her whimpering turned to begging. That was his cue to slide his finger into her channel and stroke the spot that drove her wild.

She bucked her hips and when he slid another finger inside her, her eyes fluttered shut. He moved back to her clit and circled it with his tongue, giving just enough pressure to push her over the edge.

Her back arched, and she screamed as her orgasm washed over her. He did everything he could to increase her pleasure and make the waves rippling around his fingers last.

When she stilled, panting and gasping for breath, he slid his fingers out of her. They glistened with her juices. With her watching, he sucked them into his mouth and licked them clean.

He released her arms, and she immediately grabbed his ass and squeezed. Fire licked over his balls and up his spine. He needed to be inside her. Now.

Fisting the sheet on the sides of her head, he stared down at her. “I don’t have it in me to be gentle, babygirl.”

She circled his hips with her leg and pulled him closer. “I don’t remember asking for gentle.”

That was all he needed to hear. He surged forward and embedded himself in her. She crossed her ankles behind his butt and rocked her hips up to meet him.

She was so tight he almost forgot how to breathe. Her heat enveloped his dick like a glove. “You’re perfect.”

He felt her jolt of surprise. She wasn’t used to hearing the truth about who she was, but he’d fix that over time. Right now he couldn’t think of anything but burying himself in her. He gripped one of her thighs, pulling it wider and higher. Pulling back, he plunged back in even deeper than before.

She cried out in pleasure, meeting him thrust for thrust. He pounded into her harder and faster, until all that existed was the two of them. Her thighs tightened around him, and she sucked in a breath. Shifting the angle of his hips, he ground against her clit and watched her explode. Her pussy walls gripped his dick so tight he saw stars.

That was all it took to push him over the edge. Wave after wave of white hot pleasure crashed through him as he bellowed his release.

It took him some time to recover, but once he had, he led his girl to the shower. Taking his time, he washed her hair and cleaned every inch of her body. Twice. Then he took care of himself.

Once he’d gotten her out and dried them both off, Boone helped Tildi dress. The third time she changed her outfit, he grabbed the brown fleece romper and matching shirt Kenzie had bought for her as a welcome to the family present. It had a giant turkey face on the front and tail feathers arcing across her backside. She was the cutest damn thing he’d ever seen.

Once he was dressed, he showed his girl around their suite. Each of the siblings had what amounted to their own apartment in the main lodge. It made it easy to stay connected and to tend to guests during tourist season.

Tildi followed him through his space without a word. Did she like it? Did she hate it? As long as he was sharing it with her, she could make any changes she wanted. When he’d shown her everything and she still hadn’t uttered a sound, he gave up. “So? What do you think about our suite?”

“Are you kidding? I think it’s amazing. I can’t believe the view of the mountains from the window. And I’ve always wanted a bedroom with a fireplace. Of course, I didn’t know you could get them so big they could burn a whole tree at a time.”

It was true. The Lodge wasn’t your typical cabin in the woods. Then again, Wild River Ranch wasn’t your typical ranch, either.

“Yep. We have everything we need to stay holed up here for as long as we want. One thing we’ve got here in Wyoming is plenty of space. But, apart from the size, what do you think?”

He hadn’t realized how much he wanted her to love his home until she walked through the front door. It was where he’d grown up and where he wanted his kids to grow up one day.

She grinned. “I love it! I just got here, but it feels more like home than the house I grew up in already. Do you think we could—um, never mind.”

“Do I think we could what, bluebell?” Knowing his girl, it could be anything from building a fire to scaling the highest peak in the Rockies.