Page 11 of Santa Daddy
A groan escapes his lips as he rolls us on the floor and climbs on top of me.
“If I die right now, I’ll die a happy man.” He nuzzles my neck.
It’s nice being in the cellar. Here, nothing else exists but the two of us. Nothing in the real world can impact us. I never want to leave. I’m sure we could survive a few weeks with water, booze, and the bags of peanuts stockpiled on the shelves.
“You think we can barricade ourselves in here?” I ask, exposing more of my neck to Caleb’s wild kisses.
His hands roam my body, kneading my breasts and causing me to moan. “I love how responsive you are. You like it when I do this, baby girl?” he asks as he twists my nipple. “Tell Daddy what you want,” he demands.
When the words don’t come fast enough, he twists a little harder.
“I need…” I pant, lost in a fog of lust and unable to form the sentence.
“What do you need?” he asks again.
“I need you to touch me down there.”
“Touch you where?”
“Down there,” I moan.
“It’s a little too late to play a shy girl. Say the word, little girl.”
“I want you to touch my pussy. Please, Daddy, touch my pussy,” I plead.
That’s all Caleb needs because his hand moves to my clit, rubbing me. “I love how wet you get for me. You have any idea how hard you make my cock? Fuck, it’s amazing having this sexy cunt after so many years of deprivation.”
He slaps my pussy, causing me to scream. The pain is like a drug, flooding me with need and desire. Memories of his belt on my clit set me on fire, and I crave more.
“What are we going to do with this greedy little cunt? I think I need to have a little taste,” he says before moving down and placing his nose directly over my core. He inhales deeply. “Such a sweet little pussy,” he whispers before he takes a long lick. “Mmmm, I like how you taste with me still in you.” He puts his finger inside me, taking out the cum from earlier before presenting it to me. “Taste it, baby. Taste my cum directly from your pretty pink cunt.”
Caleb pushes his finger into my mouth, and I swirl my tongue around, savoring us.
“Good girl. I like that you’re my cum-loving slut. It makes Daddy so happy.”
“I like making you happy, Daddy. It’s all your little girl wants.”
Caleb laughs. “We both know that’s not true, little girl. You like being a brat a little too much.”
I can’t help smiling because his words ring true. Pushing boundaries and receiving punishments are enjoyable. That Caleb realizes this makes me even more certain we’re meant for each other.
He continues to probe me with his tongue. Between his pleasurable assaults and all the dirty talk, I’m going insane. When I think I can’t take anymore, he inserts one finger and then another.
“You’re so tight, baby. I’m surprised you were able to take my cock last night,” he breathes before he inserts a third finger. “I want to stretch this pussy. Lexi. I want to put my hand here and fist fuck you. You’d look so pretty stretched out for me.”
That’s all I need before my orgasm takes over my entire body, and I scream my release.
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you,” Caleb says, moving his fingers in and out of me, allowing me to cum all over them. He removes his fingers and brings them to my mouth. “Open,” he says before inserting them into my mouth. “Isn’t that the best thing you’ve ever tasted?”
Caleb smiles as he grabs his phone and snaps another picture which makes me horny all over again. I make a mental note to examine this little kink I’ve discovered with my Daddy.
Caleb gathers me in his arms. I love how he can be so filthy one moment and hold me like I’m the most valuable person in the world the next.
“You’re a dirty old man, you know that?” I joke while cradled in his arms.
He laughs and pulls me closer. “Baby, you need to look at yourself in the mirror. I’ve never turned into an animal for anyone but you. I want you to know that no matter what, I treasure you. You’re the most precious thing in my life, and I’m going to spend the rest of it making sure you know that.”
His words work their way to my heart and forge a home there.