“Definitely,” I agree, snuggling into his chest with a shiver that release a trickle of cum from my depths. I squirm at the deliciously naughty sensation and whimper softly at the resultant orgasmic aftershocks.
Daryl’s cock responds similarly, and he rumbles with approval as he moves his hips to stir the mess we’ve made. I press my lips to his, and coax his tongue into a long, luxurious kiss as we start making slow, passionate love.
“Stop that,” Lou commands from the front seat. “I can fucking hear you.”
I snort a giggle and bury my face in Daryl’s shoulder.
“Sorry, Lou,” he says, his tone serious and respectful. “And thanks for getting us out of there. I promise I’ll pay to get your backseat professionally detailed,” he says with an audible smile. “It’s really gonna to need it.”
Lou swears under his breath. “Filthy fucking…”
Daryl shakes with quiet laughter beneath me. He kisses my hair and rests his head against mine. “So, I guess your big plan to confront your dad didn’t go quite as expected, but I think it had similar results. Would you agree?”
“We definitely shattered some illusions and made it impossible for things to continue as they were.” I smile and listen to his heart beating strong and steady, before I push myself up to meet his dreamy gaze. “Thank you.”
Color fills his cheeks, and he looks bashfully out into the night. “For what? A chance to experience the superbaccommodation facilities at the Beaumont City Jailhouse?” He sighs. “Probably should have taken you for dinner and a movie for our first night out together. Or some other thing that wouldn’t end up stamped on your permanent record.”
I smile, guide his face back to mine, and kiss his forehead. “I’m not worried about that. Nor anything else. Not anymore.” I kiss him again, so he’ll know he’s the reason I can be so brave when we’re facing the unknown. No matter what, I know he loves me, and that’s a gift I’ll always be grateful for. Nothing can touch the security I feel within myself or our bond.
“I love you,” I whisper, and kiss him again. “This is the best first date I’ve ever been on. And it’s kind of badass to havefucking a sexy cowboyrecorded as a first offense.”
Daryl chuckles. “How many offenses you planning to have?”
“Oh, I don’t know. It depends, I guess. Is it a crime to marry an ass-fucker and live happily ever after?”
Daryl looks me over and wets his lips. “Did you just ask me to marry you? ‘Cause I respect you being a strong, confident woman, and all, but I wanted to be the one to do the asking.”
I press my lips together. “Well, are you gonna?”
“Heck yeah, I am.” He strains his abs to thrust his body forward for a kiss, and a shitload of cum squelches out of me to soak his lap even more. I slide around in it as Lou turns a corner, and Daryl looks between the mess and my face, his eyes wide and sparkling. “You want me to ask now? Or you want to let me organize something a bit more appropriate to share with the kids when they ask about it?” His lips give a playful twitch, and we laugh together as I hug him.
“That one,” I say with a nod.
He nods too. “Deal.”
16
DARYL
Not every girl, would crawl into the back of a cop car and fuck you in front of half her hometown, to prove a point and keep you from a long stint in prison.
I smile at Cady, sitting in the cell next door.
I’ve got myself a damned good woman.
She yawns and gets off her cot to walk around. She looks at the clock again and sighs. “Fucking Lou. You think he made up thatno calls till morningrule because my dad told him to, or because of his own perceived justice agendas?”
“I think he’s tired and needs time to figure out what leverage he can bring to the deal he’ll have to make with me, so I’ll stay quiet about the poor treatment I’ve received. It’s all going to be fine, Cady. I promise. I’m sorry it came to this though. I never wanted you to end up behind bars.”
She runs a hand through her hair and offers me a sassy smile. “A hot cowboy once told me it happens sometimes, when you stand up for what you believe in.”
My cheeks warm, and I feel a glow around me, like a cozy and comforting blanket. “Just how hot was this guy?” I tease.
“Hot enough to tap this sweet, young thang,” she says slapping her ass.
I nod in approval. “Must be pretty hot then.”
“Oh, he’s a keeper,” she assures me as she starts pacing again. “You’re sure Vince will bail us out?”
