Page 23 of A Very Daddy Christmas

“What happened there?” I ask, unable to look away from the network of fine, pink lines.

“War happened.”

“Does it still hurt?”

“No. Take it off,” he nods at my shirt.

He doesn’t want to talk about it. Maybe not right now, maybe never. Either way, this isn’t the right time. With trembling fingers, I gladly obey. “Yes, sir.”

“Turn over and get on your knees,” he says.

“Yes sir,” I say again as a thrill rushes through me.

I’m aching for him. I need more, so much more, as my juices trickle down the insides of my thighs.

“Do you want me? All of me?” he asks.

“Yes, sir,” I moan, tilting my ass up instinctively. “I want all of you. Please.”

“Ask, and you shall receive,” Sebastian says and spears me with his full length.

I bury my face in the cushions to stop myself from crying out in sheer bliss. He thrusts into me relentlessly and I don’t want him to ever stop.

I stretch around his gargantuan cock, feeling him twitching, veins pulsating along the shaft. He glides in and out of me, setting every nerve ending ablaze as I unwittingly tighten on every thrust.

He loves it.

He snakes an arm loosely around my neck and nuzzles my earlobe, whispering sweet words as his left hand secures a grip on my hip. A rhythm is established, and I welcome him, over and over again.

“You’re perfect, Cora,” Sebastian growls in my ear, fucking me like there’s no tomorrow.

“So are you,” I moan as he fills me to the brim, a second orgasm knocking on the door of my ragged consciousness.

I take it all as he pounds into me. Harder, faster, deeper. He squeezes my hip, fingers digging in. I hear the music of skin slapping skin, of Sebastian driving into me, claiming me, consuming me with everything he’s got.

“I need you to come again,” he says, his breath faltering. “I need to feel you. I need to join you, baby.”

“Oh, yes, sir,” I exhale sharply and let my hand go down between my legs.

He rams into me, harder, harder.

I find my clit swollen and tender, begging for another release. My fingers know what they need to do, and they happily do it. I bring myself deeper into the frenzy, knowing Sebastian can feel my core tightening as my climax approaches. It makes him go deeper. He becomes a mindless beast, fucking me until I’m breathless.

I let go. My orgasm is a mind-shattering experience as it’s intertwined with his unhinged thrusts.

“Fucking hell!” Sebastian groans as he comes inside me.

He joins me in the madness, spilling his seed, making me shake like a leaf as I tighten myself and squeeze every damn drop out of this spectacular man. It lasts forever, or so it seems. This perfect bliss, this ultimate surrender.

“My knees are weak.” I chuckle as he plants a sweet kiss on my cheek. I turn my head to feel his lips on mine. He’s still inside me, still unraveling and basking in a sweet afterglow.

“Good,” he whispers in between kisses.

He’s warm, his body covering mine, his embrace giving me soft comfort as we both refuse to move from this position.This is too good to be truea tiny voice in the back of my head decides to echo and ruin the moment. But I pay it no mind, choosing to revel in Sebastian’s presence, in his ardent masculinity and tender kisses.

After a few more minutes, I reluctantly ease myself out from under him and put my clothes back on, while he sits naked on the sofa watching me, smiling softly as his gaze wanders up and down my body.

“I’ll go check on Dario,” I say in a low voice.

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