Page 8 of Daddy's for December

No boys.

I’ll just have to take out these urges on Cindy. A heavy sigh escapes my chest, thinking about her. It’s not that I’vewantedto, but she’s been there. And she’ll be waiting for me tomorrow night.

“This one is perfect!” Winter holds her arm out and showcases a thick balsam. “Let’s get a selfie with it!” Her beautiful painted smile warms me from the chill of the evening's misty air. Standing behind her, I pull out my camera and snap a photo with us and our tree. Not our first Christmas tree, but the first alone together.

Not as a couple! No… Just a guy and his deceased friend’s daughter celebrating the holiday.

I know I’m quiet as we load up our treasure and head home. She easily finds the box of decorations where I tell her they are and starts in on the lights while I meander around her and slide on some ornaments. Festive music plays in the background, but I’m nothere.

“You seem lost in your thoughts, Ben.”

Her voice cuts through my inner torment. Is it weird that I can’t stand her using my name? “Sorry, what? And don’t call me Ben.”

She bounces on her toes and grins. “Whatdoyou want me to call you?” Sidling up to me, she places her hand on my chest. “Daddy?”

The blood rushes toward my crotch. “Yes. That’s right.”

Juniper-scented breaths breeze across my chin as she whispers, “You forgot to take me for hot cocoa, Daddy.”

“Fuck, I did. Want me to make some here? I’m sure we can get some tomorrow night, baby.”

“It’s okay. I want to call my best friend, anyway. I think she wants to visit and stay next month.”

My brow furrows. “Next month… I-I’ll be in Japan.” We haven’t discussed her staying longer. Was she thinking this would be more permanent?

“Yeah, I was, um, well… I was hoping I could stay here.”

Knots form in my belly from confusion, nausea, and arousal. Having her here every day would be torture. There’s no way I could resist her that long. I’m barely hanging on now. If my body had its way, I’d shove my cock so deep in her virgin cunt while she slept, she’d never leave. My cum would burrow inside her empty womb, ensuring she was tied to me forever. But that would ruin her future.

“January doesn’t have to stay here. She wants to work at the resort or at Ice Inn Bed and Breakfast. She was a business major like me. But she wants to get away, too. I talked about Crystal Frond so much, I think it stuck with her.”

The carpet almost trips me up when I take a step back from her and place the last ornament on. “Okay. Tomorrow I’ll discuss it with the Grants after you meet with Jake. Do you want to do the star?”

Her smile breaks free across her entire face. “Like when I was little? You hold me to put it on top?”

Shrugging one shoulder, I mirror her grin. “Yeah. Come here, baby.” I grab her and she places the decoration on top and we light it together, the memories of the past flooding my mind differently this time. As I toss an arm around her shoulders and stare at our work together, Icraveher. Not just as the little girlI knew, but as a woman. But it tears me up inside that if I took what I wanted, she’d lose her future.

I finally break away and have an uneventful night routine, except that I put a chair under my own locked bedroom door to prevent myself from going into Winter’s room and doing what I so desperately desire. All I can think of when I jerk myself twice during the night is her taste, her scent. And I hate myself for it.

The next morning, I decide to set definite limits. We have an uneventful breakfast and lunch together, even shopping on Main Street in the crowds without event. Except she tries to hold my hand and I let it slip through my fingers reluctantly. Despite that, she seems unperturbed.

After dressing in my tuxedo for the party, I glance at my watch while Winter gets ready upstairs. The sip of bourbon helps calm my nerves. Things will be better once she sees me with Cindy and is around some younger people in town. Maybe working at the lodge will be right for her. She won’t be at home with me all day.

When a cloud of exotic perfume wafts toward my nose, I glance at the stairs and see her. Winter. She’snotmy goddaughter anymore. A voluptuous seductress descends, wearing a skintight red silk number that barely covers her generous bosom and has a slit so high up her thigh, it makes my dick leak in my pants.

She’s sin and perfection.

My mouth instantly goes dry. “Baby… You’re breathtaking.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

It takes every ounce of self-restraint I have not to ravish her. Sweat forms on my back as I place a chaste kiss on her forehead, and she leans her curves into me. But I hold back. Once I place her safely in my SUV, we head toward the lodge.

My best friend since grade school, Jake Connor, has done well with the ski resort. Every year, he puts on a big party for thetown that's only secondary to the New Year's event. The string lights that guide us up the mountain set the merry mood, and when the snowflakes drizzle down in a gentle pattern, it makes the atmosphere even more magical.

Winter’s white furry cape covers her shoulders as she steps out of the car once I find a spot to park in. I refrain from touching her, but let my body guide us to the entrance, while she giggles at our surroundings.

“What?”

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