Page 66 of Three Stepbrothers Save Christmas

The moment I kick them to the side, Travis grabs my hips and lifts me onto the edge of the desk.

“Open those legs; let me see you.”

I do as instructed as he drops to his knees and opens them further. “So, fucking perfect,” he moans through gritted teeth as he parts my lips with his fingers and runs one from my entrance up to my clit. Without any warning, he grabs my legs and pulls me further to the edge of the desk as his head lands between my legs.

“Oh God,” I moan as his tongue finds that magic spot instantly. There is no warmup from him today. He continues to lick my clit as one; then two fingers slip into my pussy. In less than sixty seconds, he has me on the edge of the desk, crying out for him as I cum. No one has ever made me cum that quickly, not even me. But there is something about the way he works which makes my body respond to him instantly.

Not giving me time to recover, Travis pulls me off the desk and kisses me hard on the lips.

“You are so irresistible; I need more,” he moans as I wrap my arms around his neck.

“I’m all yours. Use me any way you need, Daddy. I trust you.”

Travis looks deep into my eyes for a moment before cupping my cheek.

“How much can you take?”

“Give me all of it, I’ll safe word if it’s too much.” I lean in so my lips are by his ear before whispering my safe words. Travis stills for a moment before grabbing my hand and spinning me around so I’m facing the desk. He bends me over and knocks my legs further apart as I sprawled across the desk.

“Only naughty girls have safe words,” he growls behind me as he lifts my skirt. “Place your hands behind your back.” I quickly do as I’m told and jump when I feel the leather of his belt being tied around them. “Do you know what happens to naughty girls?” he asks as he starts massaging my ass. When I don’t reply, I feel the sting of his hand against my ass cheek as he spanks me.

“Answer me, Sweetheart,” he growls as I feel myself getting wetter. “Do you know what happens to naughty girls who have a kinky side?” he asks again.

“No,” I reply quickly, but he spanks me again. This time, I moan out loud as I feel it right through to my aching, dripping sex.

“No, what?” he asks firmly.

“No, Daddy,” I reply quickly as he starts massaging my ass cheek again.

“They get taught a lesson by their Daddy,” he declares as I feel him grabbing my cheeks and pulling them apart, revealing all of me to him. he starts rubbing my asshole with a finger, and I can’t hold back the moan.

“Has anyone had this yet?” he asks as he continues to torment me with his finger.

“Yes, Daddy,” I answer quickly.

“Who?”

“Ethan, Daddy,” I answer as I hear the zipper being opened.

“Well, I will have to take it soon as well. But not yet.”

With no warning, Travis grabs my hips and plunges into my soaking-wet pussy, making me cry out. He fills and stretches me, and it feels incredible.

“Fuck, you are so perfect.” Travis wraps my ponytail around his hand and tugs my head back a little as he leans forward, pushing into me deeper as his lips brush against my ear. “Are you going to be Daddy’s good girl and take everything he gives you?” he asks.

“Yes, Daddy. Let me make you feel better,” I cry out as he starts to move within me. Travis starts to pick up speed as his thrusts get harder. His hand releases my hair and moves around to my throat. It’s where I always dreamt of a hand being, but he doesn’t apply any pressure like I desperately want him to. I lean into his hand, hoping he gets the message.

“Yes, Daddy,” I cry as his hand tightens.

“Fuck,” I hear him growl louder as his hand tightens further, but not enough to cut off air supply completely.

Travis gets rough as he thrusts into me, the pressure of the desk on my stomach adding to the pleasure.

“Are you going to be my good girl and cum on Daddy’s cock?” Travis calls as he lets go of my throat, grabs my hips and fucks me harder.

“Yes, Daddy! I’m cuming!” I cry out as the most fantastic orgasm rips through me, and I know I squirt a little.

“Fuck!” Travis roars as he fills me with his release. Pressing himself so deep, I swear I feel him against my cervix. The feel of him cuming, pulsating deep within me, causes my orgasm to be dragged out and leaves me panting face-first on the desk.

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