Cuffing The Law Book 2 in The Willowbrook Series

Chapter 45

Daisy

Deacon helps me to get up on Mitzi his Appaloosa horse, she is so docile and bows her head to allow me to stroke her cheek. I nuzzle her nose and she softens into me. Once I am sitting comfortably he goes over to Lady Night, his black Arabian and seats himself, boy doe he look good on a horse with his broad shoulders and strong, muscular thighs gripping the girth. I kind of wish I was between those legs right now. Oh, dear I can't stop thinking about sex with Marshal Deacon. I giggle. He pays no mind and turns Lady Night, Mitzi follows and we begin to amble, all the while hearing the music behind us. It's a soft serenade straight out a Hallmark movie.

Mitzi comes side up to Deacon, he reaches for my hand. "Happy?" He asks me. Is that like a trick question?

"I couldn't be any happier, Deacon. You don't realize how long I have wanted to be your..." I don't say the word instead he finishes my sentence.

"Girlfriend." He gives me a gin. "I like it. Girlfriend. Girlfriend. Makes us sound like a couple of young kids." I squeeze his hand, he isn't wrong there, it sure does. I feel like I'm back in High School on my first date, my heart racing like a speeding train. I wonder where he is taking me. I mean I knew he had a lot of land behind the cabin but this is stretching on for miles.

The quarter moon offers us lighting but the horses seem to know where they are going. "Have you always owned all this land?" I ask him. My hand warm tucked in his, the horses amicably walking side by side, docile, languid, it feels amazing being on Mitzi. I've not been on her for a while, I can't recall when I stopped coming for the horse riding sessions. It was Logan and Deacon who both taught me how to ride back when I was a kid. Logan didn't quite have the patience that Deacon did and to be honest, I definitely preferred having one-to-one sessions with the guy I hero worshipped. I blush just thinking about the things that used to pass through my mind when I was anywhere close to Deacon, not to mention how often my vibrator got used when I was a bit older and my dirty thoughts of all the divine things Deacon would do to me with his hands and his lips. I feel my clit aching and my panties getting wetter.

"I bought the extra land from Carlton's grand-daddy some years back. He didn't want so much land anymore and Carlton only wanted sufficient to have a homestead for the wife and kids. He wasn't interested in having stock or cattle. I bought it and think maybe one day I'll build me a home around this spot right here. The cabin is going to be maybe too small one day. You know for a family and all."

"The views must be magnificent in the day time." Our horses have stopped. Wait did he say for a family and all? He did. Oh, my does he mean a home for him and for me? Am I running away with myself here? It makes me swoon. I can just imagine having a home up here with Deacon, our kids running around, playing and squealing maybe some chickens, a couple of goats. I'm all for the whole Little House On The Prairie scenario. His voice brings me out of my daydream.

"Not as breathtaking as you are, Buttercup. Nothing holds a candle to that beauty of yours." Aw, he makes me blush, it's a good job there is no lighting out here.

"Come on, we're nearly there." The horses trot gently, my ass bumps up and down in tune with Mitzi, my knees pressed against her middle. Riding is like freedom, it's a breath of fresh air on a hot, muggy August day when the air is stifling.

In front of me, I see lights twinkling, I move my head forward and peer though my eyes to make sure that what I am seeing is not my imagination. "Deacon is this, is this the old tree house we used to all come play in when we were kids. Carlton's daddy made it for him?"

He chuckles. "It's the one and only, Buttercup. Of course it's mine now and I have done a lot of work to it."

I exhale, all I can see is the structure outline with fairy lights all around the bottom of the tree leading up the wooden staircase that has been put in, back in the day we simply used a rope ladder. The entire tree house has been decorated with lights that sparkle like magic, music floats out, I can't make out what the track is but it's definitely a country love ballad. I place a hand over my mouth, tears spring to my eyes.

"It's like a fairytale wonderland, a piece of heaven. This is amazing and so beautiful." My voice is but a whisper. Deacon hops off Lady and comes and reaches his arms up for me. I swing my leg over and easily drop into his strong arms.

"You've not seen anything yet, Buttercup." He kisses the tip of my nose as I carries me to the steps that take us up to the front door. On the outside is a large hanging heart made out of wood, with Deacon 4 Daisy on it, oh my gosh, my heart is melting. He grins at me.

"This is too much, I love it. Did you make this recently?" He shakes his head.

"No, I have to confess I made it back in school in woodwork. I kinda always hoped that one day you'd be my girl, Daisy." I throw my arms around his neck, this is possibly the most romantic thing in the entire world, certainly anything that has happened to me.

He opens the door with his hand mindful not to drop me as my arms hold tight around his neck, inhaling his cologne, it's woodsy and musky, I take a deeper inhale.

"Are you sniffing me, Buttercup."

"You smell so good, it's hard to resist." He chuckles a deep and throaty sound, it shoots straight to my core. As the door opens my eyes pop wide open, heavens it's like something out of a movie. Candles literally cover the entire floor with deep red rose petals. "They're battery operated." He tells me. "Don't want the place to go up in flames."

"Gosh, Deacon it's all so beautiful." He lays me gently on the bed that takes up the space, with it's white fluffy cushions and bedspread on which are rose petals in the shape of a heart. "You're going to ruin the heart." I tell him as I unclasp my hands from around his neck.

"The only heart that really matters, Buttercup is in here," he taps to the very place where his heart organ is. Swooning? Oh, absolutely. "And that will never be ruined. Not with you in my heart now, tomorrow and for always." I lay my head back against the pillows and see a black and white canvas on the wall opposite.

"Is that me?"

"It is. I took it when you were in the meadow picking daisies when you were sixteen." I look happy and peaceful, a daisy chain I was working on in my hand.

"I look...."

"You look serene and beautiful. It was the very moment I realized I had fallen in love with you, Buttercup." My heart fills with such emotion I swear I'm about to cry happy tears. Deacon comes to the bed and lays down beside me, he kisses me with such tenderness it takes my breath away, I can only see his beautiful warm eyes gazing deep into mine.

He pulls away and admires me like I'm the only person existing in the universe, it sends shivers and tingles throughout my entire body. "I want to make love to you, Daisy." I nod, biting my lower lip. I am so ready for this man with my entire being, my head, my heart and my body are all his now.