Cuffing The Law Book 2 in The Willowbrook Series

Chapter 34

Daisy

The shivers that are running up and down my spine and the tingles from my head to my toes, which are curling in my boots, are tipping me over the edge the way he talks to me and his warm breath grazes the side of my face.

"Hey guys, are you coming to dance?" Lottie asks as she stands up and grabs Ryle's hand.

"I'm not much of a dancer, Daisy." Deacon tells me.

"I'll show you then, line dancing isn't that hard, you can do it. Hell anyone can. Come on let me show you my moves." I am flirting like a wild cat with her tail in the air and you know what? I don't give a damn. This man has practically told me he is all mine and that I have the biggest, brightest green light ahead. Do you all know how long I've been waiting for this? It's like all my Christmases have come at once, like I've been given all the birthday cake and don't have to share it. I mean, some girls want rocks and diamonds, they want the stars, the moon, they want the earth to be shifted for them and then some. All I've ever wanted is to have Deacon and it looks like finally my dream is going to come true. I am literally, I tell you, literally tingling with anticipation.

"Okay then, Buttercup lead the way." Buttercup, ooh I like that it sounds so sexy coming from his lips. I grab his large hand, he tucks his fingers around mine and I notice how perfectly I fit in his hand. Like our hands were meant to be united from birth. I know I'm a huge sap right when it comes to Deacon but honestly, have you not had the hots for some one since you were a kid?

Lottie and Ryle are already on the makeshift dance floor, the band are playing one of their own country songs, it's up tempo and Sage is flinging her arms around over her head. It makes me smile to see her totally lost in the moment, normally she's pretty serious though not as serious as when she came strolling back into Willowbrook some six months or so ago, I'm telling you that girl had a serious attitude back then and was the grumpiest woman I've ever encountered. She had this thing about avoiding Logan who wasn't about to let this woman slip from his fingers again. That man has the patience of a saint, but look at them now. He reaches his arms around her waist and pulls her into him so her back is against his chest and nuzzles into her neck and causing her to turn and kiss him. It's romantic, they are romantic and making me swoon.

Lottie is already showcasing her moves and Ryle is doing a good job of keeping up with my minxy friend, those hips are swaying and her booty is doing it's thing. I chuckle as Deacon steps onto the platform and pulls me close into him in one swoop. Oh wow, my hands make contact with his broad, taut chest. He is rockard and I cannot wait to run my hands up and down his naked body later when we get back to the room.

I'm already wet at the mere thought of him being so close and personal with me. He tilts my chin up with his thumb and forefinger. "Show me what you got then Miss Daisy. I can't wait to see these moves." I can feel he is stiff in his pants. That's gotta be obvious right? He forces me in closer using his other hand on my lower back. I am swooning like a damn fangirl and my legs feel as if they're about to buckle under his touch and closeness.

He swishes me out away from him and releases my hand as I watch him tuck his thumbs into his jeans belt and start to tap his toes and my word I am absolutely blown away. Can't dance my ass. Rockinghorseshit. This man can move like sex on legs, I mean my mouth is open my jaw is on the ground and I am drooling like a teenager. Marshal Deacon is a wet panties dream for every girl out there. I catch Lottie clapping and giving me a wink.

Oh, boy Deacon is making my stomach flutter, my chest is rising and falling like the devil in a furnace. I have to fan my face. Deacon gives me a goofy grin. "Moves Daisy. Get to it Buttercup." His words, that drawl, the sex in his voice I clench my thighs together. He steps closer all the while not letting his moves down.

"You getting all wet in your panties Buttercup?" I almost want to launch myself at him, throw him back and straddle him right this second. How can one man be so damn HOT?

"I'll show you Deacon what moves I've got and you'll be fanning yourself in seconds. Watch me go, big boy." He smirks and gives me a grin. I start to move, my feet moving fast and in with the music. Deacon nods his head as if he is impressed. Lottie claps from behind and Eliza and her husband are cheering me on. I fly through the track, enjoying every minute of it. The band change track but keep the tempo up, now I'm right in my rhythm. Deacon comes and stands behind me, his fingers dig into my hips, my ass is right against his groin. I can feel his hardness and begin to move my hips against him.

"Don't make me explode in my jeans, Daisy. You want to ride this stallion later don't you Buttercup? Nice and slow, easing on it, riding it up and down." Fuck, I want him to rip my panties down right now and show me what he's got. I swear if I weren't out here with folk around, I'd be on him like a cat in heat.

"You're a big tease, you know that Deacon." I gasp and groan as he moves so I can get a nudge of his hardness through his jeans.

"Me? Well, I don't seem to be the one pushing their ass into my groin right now. But let me tell you, Daisy you sure got some moves." He chuckles in my ear as he presses deeper into my hip bones. It feels delicious and sends a flood of heat and intensity through my core.

"You guys are going to need to get a room. "Lottie says as she steps forward with Ryle in tow.

"Hush your mouth." I tell her. She giggles and grabs Ryle's hand to go towards their table.

"You want a drink cool you down some, bestie." She is not funny. Although a drink does sound like a good idea, and actually so does a might freezing cold shower. He has got me all streamed up and then some.

"I'll have a drink." I tell Lottie as Deacon lowers his head. I can feel his warm breath against my skin.

"I'm going to show you things no other man has, Buttercup. Are you ready for me?"

Fuck. What? "I was born to be ready for you Deacon." He throws his head back and laughs.

"That might well be true my Buttercup."