Page 16 of Her Mountain Christmas
“This is yours now, sweetheart.” He grips himself, strokes once, slow, his bicep flexing. Oh shit, I like that. I like that a lot.
I push up onto my elbows, biting my lip as I eyefuck him. The sight of his big fist working his cock makes my thighs clench, my body already aching for him. I nibble on the tip of my index finger. “I don’t know if that’s going to fit in my little pussy, Daddy.”
He groans, his eyes going dark and hot, and playing these sexy games with him is the most fun I’ve ever had in my entire life.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll make it fit. We’ll get every single inch inside you, I promise.” His free hand slides up mythigh, rough and possessive. “You’re gonna take me so good, aren’t you? Gonna be my good girl and let Daddy stretch you open?”
A whimper spills from my lips. His words make me wetter, make my hips lift off the bed like I’m begging for it. “I’ll be so good, Daddy. I promise. I want to be yours.”
Jack crawls onto the bed, his weight settling over me, caging me in. The feeling of his skin against mine is exquisite. Addictive. He kisses me hot and deep, his tongue sliding against mine in a dirty caress, and I moan into it as his hand slides between my legs. I’m ridiculously wet, my thighs slick with my juices, my clit throbbing.
“So fucking wet for me.” His fingers part my lips, his thumb pressing down on my clit just hard enough to make me buck against him. “Fuck, Ella. You’re dripping. So hot and slick. A pretty little mess for Daddy.”
I whimper, my back arching as his thumb circles my clit in slow, torturous sweeps. His other fingers tease my entrance, not pushing in yet, just tracing around my dripping hole, making my thighs shake. “Daddy, please.”
“Shhh, sweetheart. Daddy’s got you.” His voice is a low and rough, his breath warm against my ear. I feel so tiny beneath his massive bulk, and I love it. “I’m gonna play with this pretty pussy all the time. My hand’s gonna be right here, between these soft thighs, keeping you wet and needy for me.”
The words send a jolt of hot lust through me, my hips bucking. “I want to be your plaything,” I gasp, my nails digging into his shoulders. “I want you to use me however you want.”
He groans and thumbs my clit. “Such a good fucking girl, giving Daddy this sweet cunt to play with whenever he wants.” And then he’s kissing me, hot and deep. He slowly slides two fingers inside me, and I moan loudly against his mouth. They’re so thick and I feel so stretched. It burns slightly, but I don’tmind. I want him to split me open so that I can take all of him, over and over again. I don’t think it can get better until he curls them inside me and I almost shoot off the bed. “Fuck, you’re tight. So velvety and wet, gripping my fingers like you never want me to leave.”
I’m panting now, sweat prickling along my hairline, my body moving against his hand, chasing the pleasure he’s giving me. His thumb keeps working my clit in tight little circles, his fingers fucking me slow and deep, and I can hear how wet I am. Every time he pulls out his fingers just to push back in, my pussy makes a sloppy, wet sound that’s both perfect and obscene.
His mouth leaves mine, trailing down my body, his teeth grazing my nipple before he sucks it hard into his mouth. The sharp pull of pleasure makes me cry out, my back arching off the bed. “That’s it, sweetheart. Let Daddy hear how good it feels.”
He keeps fucking me with his fingers, keeps playing with my clit, working me into a writhing, desperate mess. I can feel my orgasm building, coiling tight and hot inside me, his dirty words and the filthy sounds of my pussy taking his fingers pushing me closer to the edge.
“You’re mine, Ella. This pretty pussy is mine. Gonna fuck it, stretch it, fill it up with my cum.” His voice is rough as he switches to my other nipple, biting down just enough to make me whimper. “Gonna make you come so hard you forget your own name.”
His fingers crook inside me, pressing against that spot that makes my vision go a little fuzzy, and I scream his name. My body locks up, my back bowing off the bed as pleasure explodes through me. It’s too much, too intense—I can’t breathe, can’t think, can only feel the brutal, relentless waves of my orgasm crashing over me. It’s the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt in my life.
And then a gush of heat floods out of me, soaking his hand and the bedding beneath me. My thighs clamp around his wrist as another spasm wracks through me, another rush of wetness spilling from my pussy. Oh god. Oh fuck. I’m squirting all over his fingers, his bed, my thighs. The sound is wet and filthy as he wrings out every drop of the slick, messy proof of how hard he just made me come.
Jack groans, his voice rough and ragged. “Fuck yes, that’s it. Daddy’s good girl, soaking my bed with this pretty cunt. Look at you, such a messy little sweetheart for me.” His fingers don’t stop, working me through it, dragging out every last shuddering pulse. “You like that, don’t you? You like being Daddy’s messy girl.”
“I do,” I say raggedly, my face hot, my legs shaking, my pussy still twitching around his fingers. “I love it.” I reach for him, my fingers clutching at his biceps. “Please, Daddy, I need you to fuck me. I can’t wait anymore. Please. Please fuck me.”
His eyes hold onto mine, somehow both warm and possessive. “You sure, sweetheart? Because once I’m inside you, I’m never letting you go.” His cock jerks against my thigh, thick and leaking onto my skin. “This pussy’s mine after tonight. You’re mine.”
I whimper, my hips lifting, my soaked cunt aching for him. “I’m already yours,” I gasp. “I’ve been yours since you pulled me out of that car. Please. Please.”
His growl vibrates through me as he lines himself up, the fat head of his cock pressing against my dripping entrance. “Gonna split this tight little virgin pussy open on Daddy’s big dick. Gonna ruin you for anyone else.”
“Do it, please,” I whine. “Wreck me, Jack.” The thick head of Jack’s cock presses against my entrance, stretching me wider than his fingers ever did. My breath stutters, my nails clawinginto his broad shoulders as he pushes in. It’s just the tip, but it’s enough to make me burn.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, sweetheart.” His voice is rough, strained, his forehead pressing against mine. “Daddy’s gonna go slow, okay? Gonna take such good care of this pretty pussy.”
I nod, my thighs trembling around his hips as he sinks in another inch. The stretch is intense, almost too much, but the way he’s looking at me, like I’m the most precious thing he’s ever seen, makes me whimper and clench around him.
“That’s it, baby,” he groans, kissing my neck, nipping at my jaw. “Take Daddy’s cock. You’re doing so good for me.”
The burn of him stretching me open is almost too much. I pant, my nails raking down his back as he feeds me another thick inch. My pussy clenches around him, desperate and greedy, even as my body resists the invasion.
I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about what sex would feel like, and I see now that my imagination fell woefully short. I had no idea it was like this, with this intense fullness that borders on the sweetest pain.
“Are you okay?” he asks softly, eyes searching my face. I manage to nod.
“More,” I gasp, my voice raw. “I want all of it, Daddy. Fill me up so deep I can’t walk straight tomorrow.”
