Page 19 of Babygirl for Christmas

“Don’t,” I say, completely breathless.

I scream when he thrusts into me with an almost viciously hard stroke. He doesn’t wait for me to adjust, he doesn’t slow down, he fucks me with complete abandon. Chasing his release and dragging me along for the ride. And oh, what a ride it is. He fucks me hard and fast, cursing and telling me how naughty I am for making him lose control. He slaps my ass and grips my hair in his fist so he can pull my head back for a searing kiss.

“Nick…Ohmygod…” There’s no warning before my orgasm steals my breath right from my lungs. I fucking explode. My body jerks, and my pussy clenches onto his thick shaft so hard I can feel how much he has to work for each stroke inside me. Just when I think my orgasm has reached its crest, it gets more intense.

I’m babbling nonsense as the orgasm steals away coherent thought. I’m barely cognizant of Nick reaching his own climax. He jerks inside me, and I feel the warmth spread from his release, but my mind is hovering somewhere above. I’m no longer here in this kitchen. I’m flying somewhere else altogether.

14

Nick

I lay a veryblissed out Cherry on her bed, then go run a bath. As soon as the tub is full, I carry her into the bathroom and step into the tub. She lets out a happy little sound and sinks onto my lap in the hot water.

“It’s nice,” she murmurs.

I fill my hands with body wash and slowly start to wash her lush body. She whimpers when my fingers trail between her legs, carefully washing her sensitive pussy. I circle her clit once but move on quickly. The bath is about taking care of her, not sex.

Cherry lets out a huge yawn, and I decide it’s time for a nice long nap. Holding her in my arms while she sleeps sounds like the perfect way to spend a Sunday afternoon. She doesn’t protest when I dry her off, seeming perfectly content to let me take care of her, which makes me endlessly happy.

We lie naked in bed, her supple body snuggled into my chest, holding on like she’ll die if she ever has to let me go. It’s a heady thing having a babygirl’s trust. Cherry quickly falls asleep, and even though I don’t plan on it, I follow her shortly after. I wake up hours later when the sun has set and the day has passed us by.

“What are you doing?” I ask, my voice rough from sleep.

Cherry smiles up at me from where she’s got her chin on her arm, and she’s watching me sleep. “Just looking at you…”

I shake my head. “So you’re being a creeper and watching me sleep?

She shrugs her sexy shoulder. “Call it what you will. I was just admiring the sexy man in my bed.”

I pull her down for a kiss, and she eagerly follows my lead. “What were you thinking about so hard?”

“Why you decided to play at Santa…” She gives me a quizzical look. “We hadn’t seen or talked in years. I guess I just don’t understand.”

“It’s simple. I’ve wanted you since you were way too young for me to want. The minute you turned eighteen, a switch flipped inside me, and I saw things so clearly it made me crazy. It took all of my self-control to stay away all these years.”

Her cheeks flush a pretty pink. “But why now?”

I press a kiss to her lips. “Because, babygirl, you’ve been alone long enough. I tried to give you space and time to grieve, but when it looked like you were completely lost to it, I had to do something.”

“So you decided to play Santa?”

I grin at her. “Yes, I planned on helping you get your Christmas spirit back first, then I would slowly woo you. Your heater sort of changed my plans. Once I had you close enough to touch, there was no more patience to be had.”

She returns my smile with a happy one of her own. “I’m grateful for unlit pilot lights. I’d gladly freeze anytime to have you close instead of playing my secret Santa. Though I have to admit, I loved getting a present every day. Each one was completely perfect.”

“Don’t think just because you know it’s me that Santa won’t still be sending you your gifts. You’ve been a very good girl this year.”

Cherry giggles then leans in for a kiss. It starts off soft and slow, then turns into an inferno of longing and need. My cock hardens between our bodies, and she grips it in her soft hand, giving it a slow stroke. She strokes me as we kiss, my own hands running up and down her body, touching every inch of her.

She pulls away from my lips, gasping. With a mischievous smirk, she kisses her way down my body until she’s hovering just over my cock. Her tongue darts out and licks the bead of precome from my tip. I groan as she kisses and licks my cock. Looking me in the eyes, she opens her mouth and takes me inside the hot, wet heaven.

Her head bobs up and down. I will myself to let her have her way with me, but the desire to control snaps, and I bury my hands in her hair, guiding her up and down on my length. She takes me deeper and deeper into her mouth until, with every downward motion, she’s swallowing me down her throat. My balls draw up, and my spine tingles with the need to come.

“I’m going to come,” I growl. “Swallow every drop, babygirl.”

She nods her head and makes an affirmative sound around my length. I grip her hair in my fist and thrust my hips, taking full control of my pleasure. Her encouraging sounds egg me on. I bury my cock in her hot mouth and let go. My cock jerks as I come down her throat. I pull back, stroking my cock as it spurts on her tongue. Like the naughty girl she is she holds her mouth open to me. She swallows me down, not spilling a single drop of my come.

Cherry hums low in her throat. “Thank you, daddy.”

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