Page 39 of Such a Naughty Girl

Her sharp little nails scored into the back of my neck, branding me as hers. ‘Come in me, Daddy. I’ve got the implant. You can fill me up again and again.’

Her neck tasted salty beneath my tongue as I licked my way up toward her lips.

‘I’m going to stuff you until you’re leaking, Princess. You’re going to be so full of Daddy’s cum that you can’t move without dripping on the floor.’

Her eyes rolled as her pulse hammered against my lips. She tensed beneath me, her thighs gripping tightly around my waist.

It was too quick. I didn’t want it to be over. I wanted to fuck Izzy all night. All week. Fuck, for eternity. There was no fighting the wave of pleasure that hit when she came beneath me, her hot breath on my face and her desperate moans musicto my ears. Spasms tightened her cunt around me, squeezing myresistanceto a pulp.

‘Fuck,’I growled as I unloaded into her with erratic grinding of my hips.‘All.Fucking. Mine.’

The sun had long set by the time we extracted ourselves long enough to get food. We sat on the rug in front of the fire,surroundedby the debris of our gift opening and ourpassionatelovemaking.

Izzy stood, wrapping the long knitted cardigan I’d gifted her around her naked body. The tiny snow-topped Christmas treesembroideredinto it had reminded me of her.

‘Do you have any ice cream?’ She asked, stretching out her deliciously curved legs.

‘Yeah, down in the food store. There’s a chest freezer near the back. There should be some in there. Do you want me to go?’

She pressed her hand onto my shoulder before sending my heart racing with a sweet smile. ‘It’s fine, I can get it.’

Chunk trotted behind her, as thrilled as I was to have her home.

Minutes passed. I opened the fine malt whisky, twenty years aged in a cherry cask, which Izzy had gifted me. The amber liquid filled the base of two glasses, the heavy notes of liquor filling the air.

‘What’s this?’ Izzy asked.

I turned to see her at the top of the steps, holding an old ice cream tub.

Ah, hell.

‘Why does it have my name on it?’She prized open the lid as I walked toward her, searching for the rightexplanation.

‘I can explain…’

Too late. The lid fell away and her eyebrows creased as she stared into the contents.

‘Is this… what I think it is?’I didn’t know how to read herexpression. Confusion? Disgust?

I couldn’t blame her. It wasn’t every day you found the evidence of your virginity in some creep's freezer.

The bright red blood-stained snow sat perfectly preserved in the tub.

‘I had to have it.’

Her perfect pink lips opened before closing without saying a word. Sweat gathered at the back of my neck. Would she leave?

‘That night, after I’d tucked you into my bed, I went out to cut down a tree to decorate. But I couldn’t help but go back to the spot where I’d found you. Beneath the willow tree. I couldn’t leave it there. It was part of you. Part ofus. I had to have it.’

She stooped to pick up the lid, securing it back onto the container before passing it to me.

‘It’s a good thing you’re so freaking hot, Emmett, because that’s pretty creepy.’

I grinned as she rose to her toes to kiss me. Grasping her chin in my spare hand, I elongated the kiss, taking my time to savor my girl.

‘Now I gotta go get this back in the freezer before it melts,’I said.

Izzy licked at her lips, her nose crinkling as she gaped at the offending tub.

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