Page 1 of Big Daddy Christmas
The Night Before
Chapter 1
Cordelia
Cordelia
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“You’re sure about this?”
Seated on the edge of the bed they now shared with their boy, Ivy twisted her hands together in her lap, her brows drawn together with worry. Clad in an ankle-length dress in the same shade of green as the bridesmaid dresses she’d be wearing tomorrow, Ivy looked, as she often did, like a fairy princess mingling with the mortals she found fascinating.
Crossing the room to stand in front of her, Cordelia cupped Ivy’s face in her hands, leaning down to brush a kiss over her full, pouty lips. “We’ve talked this to death, blossom. I’m ready, Jacob’s ready. You’ve been ready. Why are you so worried all of a sudden?”
“I don’t know.” Her gaze shifted to the side as perfect white teeth nibbled at her bottom lip. “I guess I feel like maybe I pushed you into it too soon.”
Using her thumb to gently tug her girl’s lip free, Cordelia smiled. “Baby, the three of us have been living together for months now. We’re packing up to move into the house we just bought, that has all three of our names on the deed. Our families are all coming over in a week for Christmas dinner. If anything, we should have done this a while ago.”
The little crease between Ivy’s brows smoothed out somewhat. “True. You’ve been dragging your feet.”
Because she could hear the teasing tone in her girl’s voice, she played along, raising a brow in mock sternness. “Well, if you want to be a brat about it…”
Without giving Ivy a chance to react, Cordelia released her face and gripped her arms, flipping her babygirl onto her stomach all in one quick move that had Ivy giggling and kicking her feet as she pretended to try and escape.
“Daddy, no! I didn’t do anything naughty!”
“I disagree, blossom.” Pinning Ivy to the bed with one hand, she used her free hand to raise her dress up to her waist, exposing the matching silk panties underneath. “Hmm. I don’t think you’ll need these tonight.”
Ivy’s squeals of protest echoed around the room as Cordelia stripped the panties from her and tucked them into the pocket of her slacks. Cupping her girl’s bottom, she gave the soft flesh a hard squeeze. “My pretty, pretty girl,” she murmured, massaging her babygirl’s bottom until she felt Ivy relax against the bed. “You look incredible, Ivy baby. But you’ll look so much prettier in pink.”
They were short on time, so she put some extra force behind the first swat, and was rewarded with Ivy’s adorable yelp of pain. Grinning down at the handprint slowly forming on her girl’s pale skin, she landed an equally hard swat to the opposite cheek.
“Ow! Daddy, that hurts!”
“Awww, does it? Poor baby.” Faux sympathy dripped from her words as she continued peppering Ivy’s bottom with stinging swats. “I guess you shouldn’t have accused your Daddy of dragging her feet.”
Another high-pitched yelp echoed in the air when she landed two extra hard spanks to her girl’s sit-spots. “I’m sorry, Daddy, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it!”
“Hmm. Well, be that as it may, I think Daddy needs to make extra sure you’re on your best behavior tonight.”
She landed a dozen or so more swats to her sweet babygirl’s defenseless bottom before pausing to rub some of the sting from her skin. “Are you going to be a good girl for me tonight, Ivy-baby?”
Ivy let out a soft huff of air. “Yes, Daddy.”
Chuckling at the sulky reply, Cordelia slid her hand down between Ivy’s thighs. And, as she’d expected to, found her babygirl soaking wet. “Such a filthy little girl you are, Ivy Mae. So wet from getting your naughty bottom spanked.”
“Daddy.” The word came out as a low whine and Ivy buried her face in the comforter beneath her. But despite her whimpering protests, she raised her hips, silently begging for more of her Daddy’s touch.
So more, Cordelia gave her. Using everything she knew about her girl to bring her right to the edge of pleasure.
And then she stopped.
“Daddy!” Now her title was an indignant cry, with Ivy twisting around to pout up at her. “That was mean!”
“Maybe. But if there’s one thing guaranteed to keep my babygirl on her best behavior, it’s leaving her on edge all night long. Behave yourself tonight, and Daddy might let you come when we get home.”
Ivy groaned loudly as Cordelia helped her to her feet, drawing her in to drop a kiss on the tip of her nose. “We could just skip the party tonight. Stay home. Get some… rest.”
