Page 10 of Santa Daddy
“There hasn’t been anyone for me. It’s only ever been you.”
I love that no one else has been here but me. I’ve never been the type to care about a woman’s numbers, but with Lexi, knowing that she’s all mine stirs something primal in me.
“No time with you will ever be enough,” I husk, slipping in a little deeper.
Her only answer is a moan as I push deep, feeling her tense and ease around my thick girth.
“This cunt is perfect. My little girl has the sweetest pussy. Look how perfectly we fit, baby girl. You were made for me.” My mouth moves over her skin in a heated trail down her breasts and back up to her throat to land on her lips again.
“Fuck, baby girl. Fuck, it scares me how much I fucking think about you,” I groan, grinding to the end of her and easing my strikes. I kiss her slowly, plunging my tongue deftly as we come apart together in this dark wine cellar.
“I can hear everyone upstairs. The party has started. Someone could come down here looking for booze,” she mumbles, fear lingering with excitement in her tone.
“Does that excite you, Lexi? To be caught naked getting fucked by your uncle,” I taunt. Her pussy grips my cock at my words, giving me the only answer I need. “There’s a thrill to it, isn’t there? I knew public displays were your thing when you moaned and groaned as I took pictures of you earlier.”
She smiles as a blush covers her flesh. “As exciting as getting caught may be, it’s not how I want my mother and your brother to find out about us.”
“Might be fun if it means I don’t have to keep coming to these Christmas parties.”
Lexi sighs and slaps my chest.
“Fuck them, baby. The only party that matters is right here.” I work against her again to distract her, sweeping my fingers over her clit and swirling her into a fevered state before sliding my hands around her waist and slipping down the back of her beautiful, round ass cheeks.
“Seeing you in that short skirt tonight made me want to get my hands on these gorgeous curves”—I yank on her cheeks, working our bodies together in a frenzied rhythm—“and now I want to fuck this beautiful body.”
Her soft pants turn to needy moans as her cunt pulses around my shaft and she relaxes around me.
“Soon, little girl, I’m going to own this pretty ass as much as I own this wet pussy.”
Her fingernails dig into the skin of my back as my dick pumps into her, my hips grinding. Moans echo off the walls around us as we spin closer and closer to the edge.
“Come for me, Daddy,” she breathes sweetly in my ear. “Come for your little girl. Fill my hungry pussy until it can’t take anymore. I want to walk around the party feeling you inside me, Uncle Caleb.”
“Such a perfect little slut. I’m going to breed you, Lexi. I’m going to fill this cunt with my cum over and over again until you can’t take anymore. I’ll pound this sexy cunt all day, even while you sleep. And if you spill a drop of Daddy’s cum, I’ll have to punish you, Lexi. You either take it in your sweet cunt and keep it there, or you drink it down like a big girl.”
A roar barrels through my chest as her little pussy fists me so tightly we both come in waves of pleasure. Stars explode behind my eyes, and her shaking form trembles around me, hugging me closely, making me forget where I end and she begins.
“That was”—her breasts heave with overwhelming emotion—“incredible.”
I grin crookedly. “You’reincredible, baby girl.”
“Do you think they heard us?” She snuggles into the crook of my arm, and I love it.
I trace my fingers along her hairline. “Well, if they did, at least we’ll be rescued.”
“I don’t think I’m ready to be rescued yet.” Her grin is sweet and satisfied.
“Neither am I.” I bring her lips to mine in slow, tender kisses. “I’m all for living out the rest of our days naked and drinking wine, baby, but we’ve got forever to get to.” I bring my hands to her cheeks as I kiss her again, enjoying the taste of her on my tongue. “And when it comes to you, I’m not a very patient man.”
Chapter6
Lexi
Wakingup in Caleb’s arms is perfect. I’ve pictured this moment so many times, but the reality is a million times better than anything I imagined. I like how cherished and warm he makes me feel, as if I’m the only girl in the world.
I turn to look at him and am surprised to see him awake, a goofy smile on his face. “You look like the cat who caught the canary,” I say as I push aside the loose strands of salt and pepper hair on his forehead.
“It’s hard not to feel smug when you wake up to the most beautiful girl in the world.” Caleb leans in and kisses me. He pushes my lips open with his tongue, melding it with mine. He tastes like sugar and Scotch, a mixture I never thought would hold the flavor of pure bliss.