Page 102 of Big Daddy Christmas
“Oh, fuck. Ice. Daddy. Please. Please.”
Spurred on by the whining desperation in her voice, he focused on her clit, lapping at the swollen little bud as she shuddered and pressed her hips back, grinding herself against his tongue. And he let her take her pleasure, let her have that tiny bit of control as he ate his fill, the taste of her like the sweetest ambrosia.
Her body coiled, tightened, letting him know she was close. Pulling her clit between his lips, he sucked hard, knowing the little bite of pain would send her flying.
And fly, she did, screaming through her clenched teeth as she bucked against his mouth. He continued to feast, until he was sure he’d drained every last ounce of pleasure he could from her body.
When the tremors finally eased and she slumped against the wall, he pulled back, pressing a gentle kiss to each of her bottom cheeks before rising to his feet behind her.
“Daddy’s turn.”
Chapter 9
Silver
Daddy’s turn.
Those words, and the low growl they’d been spoken in, sent a shiver up her spine. And even though she’d just come all over his face, her pussy spasmed as she waited to be filled. To be fucked like Daddy’s good little slut.
She didn’t have to wait long. The blunt head of his cock pressed into her, stretching her with that familiar little bite of pain. No matter how relaxed she was, no matter how much foreplay they’d engaged in, it always hurt at least a bit to take the size of him inside her. To let it stretch her, fill her, the way only he could.
“That’s my good girl.” Another low growl as his hand splayed across her stomach, holding her to him. “Think I can get you pregnant again? How do we feel about twins?”
Her laugh was low, breathless with want as he buried himself inside her, rocking his hips gently against her ass. “I don’t think that’s how it works, Elias.”
His thumb rubbed over her stomach, and her heart constricted in her chest. “Doesn’t mean we can’t try.” Lips feathered over the side of her neck and her eyes fluttered closed with a sigh as she tilted her head to give him better access. “Daddy’s good girl. Taking all of Daddy’s cock in this pretty little pussy. You’re going to be good and come for me again, baby.”
Not a question, a simple statement she had no doubt her body would obey. Because when she was with him, like this, her body was no longer her own. It was his to control, his to command, and he knew it.
Still, she knew he’d wanted to hear her say the words. “Yes, Daddy.”
His free hand wrapped around her throat, a gentle pressure that sent her pulse spiking with a delicious fear. “I love hearing you call me Daddy. I love the way your sweet little pussy feels on my cock. I love that you’re a needy little slut, but only for me. I love every fucking inch of you, Silver. My Mandy.”
Tears burned in her eyes. He hardly ever called her Mandy anymore, and now he’d done so twice since they’d locked themselves in this bathroom. He really was feeling sentimental, then, and it wrapped around her chest, an aching comfort she nearly couldn’t bear.
“Yours,” she whispered. “Only yours.”
The hand on her throat tightened, pulling her head back as he rocked more insistently inside her, his teeth scraping down her throat. “Say it again. Tell me who you belong to.”
“You, Daddy. Only you.” Sliding her hand over her stomach, she twined her fingers with his. “Both of us. We’re yours.”
Something inside him snapped at her words, and his movements turned frantic, desperate as he fucked her, the thick length of him scraping at her sensitive inner walls as she spasmed around him.
“Daddy. Daddy, please.”
“Come for me, baby. I want to feel you squeezing my cock when you scream for me this time.”
Pressure built inside her, an unstoppable force that grew with every rocking thrust. And then his teeth were on her, sinking into her shoulder, a slicing pain that had that pressure cracking, shattering as she did exactly as she’d been told and came for him, her pussy gripping his cock as she screamed out his name.
“Daddy!”
A hand at her throat, a hand on her stomach, holding her in place as he buried himself in her still spasming pussy one final time with a low groan, his cum filling her as his cock swelled and twitched inside her.
They stayed there for a long while, their shuddering breaths the only sound in the room.
“My good girl,” he murmured, nuzzling the side of her neck. “I can’t wait to have a baby with you, Sil.”
“Let’s see what you’re saying when I wake you up at two a.m. for an ice-cream run.”
