Page 27 of Snowed In with My Ex
“I wish I could take a picture of you, princess.” The sentiment rolled off my tongue before I could stop it.
“Later.” She winked like a little minx.
Her thighs opened, and she propped herself up a little higher. Sitting straighter, making her pretty tits bounce and jiggle. I tried to reach for them, to stroke those hardened buds with the pads of my fingers, but she shook her head. My princess obviously had a plan in mind.
“Will you show me?” she asked again in that little tone of hers.
I brought my weight up on my elbows, my dick pointed straight at her. “Show you?” I repeated.
“Show me.” She nodded, and her lips twitched up. “Please, Daddy? Show me how you played with yourself while you watched“—her hand rose to her neck before it started to move down between her tits and navel––“watched me when I didn’t know it.”
“Allie.” I swallowed hard.
I couldn’t tear my eyes off her hand as it moved down between her legs.
“Please, Daddy?” she begged sweetly. There wouldn’t be a thing I could ever deny her. I sat up, widening my legs before taking a hold of my shaft and starting to stroke it up and down.
“Slowly,” she requested softly. My eyes were pinned on her hand and the way it teased her little slit.
“What would you think about?” she asked. An animalistic sound rumbled through me.
“You,” I grunted. “Always you. One time…”—my nose flared—“you dressed up in that cute little black and white plaid skirt I liked. After Thanksgiving.”
“I was thinking about you when I picked it out.” Her free hand moved up to cup her breasts, and I watched her tighten her hold, rolling her dark brown nipple between her fingers.
“All I wanted to do was rush out, right there as you walked to your car after work. Pull that little skirt up over your ass and fuck you from behind,” I grunted as my hand shuttled up and down on my cock.
“Daddy,” she moaned.
“I wanted to come inside you. Breed you. So next time you wore that damn naughty little skirt, it’d be tighter, shorter,” I strained through my gritted teeth.
“Oh god,” she whined, rubbing her clit.
“Fuck you so damn hard, you’d leave your handprints on the top of your hood. Have anyone that walked past your car would know exactly how I took you,” I laid out the dirty little scenario, loving how much she enjoyed my filthy words.
“Win.” Her head tipped back a little, exposing her neck. “I need more,” she whined.
“Get on me and ride daddy, pretty girl,” I demanded like a selfish asshole.
My princess didn’t hesitate. Greedy and needy, she did as I asked, but before I could tell her to sink down on me slowly, she had me balls deep inside of her. I roared. My hand found the back of her head, and my lips mashed against hers. Allie worked me in and out, finding our rhythm instantly. It felt like it had been a lifetime since I was inside of her. Too damn long since I was in my own personal heaven on Earth. I had no idea how I had lasted a month of not having her in my life, my arms. Jesus Christ, she felt good. So much better than I remembered. She felt like home.
“I love you, Allie baby, love you so fucking much!” Sweat formed at my brows and the base of my neck.
“Daddy,” she whined as her nails dug into my shoulders.
“You’re mine. My home. My everything, princess.”
“Daddy.” I could feel her start to tighten around me.
“Find it, precious, Jesus, please find it,” I pleaded. I knew just how close I was to coming. I’d be damned if I came before her.Not now, not ever.Her lips left mine as they kissed their way to my neck without missing a beat. I thrust up into her, loving the little breathless gasps she made.
“You like that,” I gritted.
“I love it.”
“You need daddy, baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy! I love you! Oh god!” Her lips took mine. She sucked on them, and I was embarrassingly close to coming.