Page 72 of Naughty Santa Daddy

“Am I? I don’t appreciate your tone.”That’s a lie. You’re practically trembling with need for this woman.Her demanding me to fuck her is one of the hottest moments of my life. She’s taking control of the situation. I’ll allow it because it gets me what I want.

She quirks a brow. “Think you can fuck me so hard I forget why I’m here?”

“You’re going to forget your fucking name.”

“Funny, I forgot yours. Remind me again?”

Smartass.

Hadley

My brain keeps screaming at me to stop, run, grab a weapon—and not his dick.You’re playing a dangerous game.But nope, here I am relishing the gorgeous man with the talented tongue. I tip my head back with a moan. In a matter of seconds, I went from watching the snow fall to being on my back between the fireplace and Christmas tree.It’s like a Christmas porno.

Massimo isn’t even taking a single breath. His mouth is sucking my clit, harder and harder, as two fingers are curled inside of me.

“You’re mine.” I think that’s what he growls against my sensitive skin. I can’t be sure because I’m delirious from him bringing me to the brink of pleasure. He rises up and reaches for my shirt. All rational thought has gone out the window as I crave my orgasm. I shed my shirt as quickly and clumsily as possible. He does the same with his own. I’d just barely gotten my bra unfastened when Massimo snatches it from my body.

He kneels before me shirtless, and his pants unbuttoned with his pulsating cock hanging heavy. My eyes zero in on his large fist wrapping around it and bringing it between my thighs. I release a sigh of pleasure at the first feel of contact. His warm cock taunts me, barely going in and then circling around my clit. The heat of his mouth taking my nipple has my back arching. His palm covers my other breast, massaging it before giving it a little pinch, and then trailing up my collarbone to my neck, where he gently holds me in a firm grip. A sharp pain from his teeth taking a nibble from my breast makes me yelp. He places an open kiss, soothing the sting from his bite marks. The grip on my neck tightens as he brings his face to mine. “You’re mine, Hadley.”

I bite down on my lower lip to fight back a moan. This man is going to destroy me. If it’s to be from ruining sex with anyone else ever again, emotional whiplash, or flat-out killing me when all this is over is yet to be determined. He thrusts deep inside of me. His slow, measured thrusts become more manic.

Faster.

Harder.

I cling to him as he keeps a ruthless rhythm. He raises up and flips me to where I’m on my knees. “Please,” I beg. It all feels too much.

He sinks his cock back into me. It feels deeper this time. His lips trail kisses along my back. “Please, what?”

“Please make me come.”

He emphasizes each word with the thrust of his dick. “Acknowledge who the owner of this body is.”

Good grief.He’s not going to let this go. He’s not going to letmego. Might as well get what I want. “Yours. It’s yours.”Asshole.I don’t voice that part out loud, but I think he knows exactly what I’m thinking from his dark chuckle.

He flips me back over, and his hands capture the sides of my waist. “I want to watch you come all over my cock. Oh, look atyou. You’re spread out for me to do whatever I want. Christmas came early.” His hand cups my wet pussy in a possessive grip. “This pussy is mine.” He groans and releases a curse. “Greedy little cunt milking my dick. Come on,Tesoro, give me your orgasm. Give it to me.”

The man hardly ever spoke in the diner.Who knew he had such a dirty mouth?His head falls forward, and his lips claim mine. My tongue eagerly slides through his lips to caress his. I feel my body tightening. It’s right there. The release I so desperately need. I wrap my legs around his waist, my heels digging into his back as my hips meet each of his thrusts. My orgasm is borderline violent. He holds me as I ride it out. Then the warmth of his release fills me, and it sends me into another earth-shattering orgasm.

“Let’s go clean up and get some sleep.” His voice is thick with exhaustion.

“I can wait for you—”

“Oh, no. Not falling for that again.” He stands and extends a hand to help me up. When I stand, I feel his cum ease down my thigh. Massimo takes his two fingers and shoves his cum back inside of me. “Let’s get you cleaned up and to bed.”

We didn’t use protection…I could have God knows what kind of STD right now. He doesn’t seem concerned about protection from sexually transmitted diseases, pregnancy prevention, or anything. Then again, he seems to know everything about me. I'm sure he has a copy of my medical records. I barely survived today; I’ll worry about everything else tomorrow.

“Do I get my own bed?” I ask foolishly.

“My bed. The deal is my bed.”

The next day, I wake up alone to look out a window to see the ground powdered in snow. I crawl out of bed to go stare out the double balcony doors. Off in the distance, there’s a beautiful lake. The trees have lost their leaves, but the glow from the sun and ice makes them hauntingly beautiful. The water has a few small patches of ice around the edges and floating about.

“Hi, Hadley!” Amos cheers from behind me. “Do you want to go out to play in the snow with me?”

“Amos! Hi!” My smile is wide, but I feel self-conscious. How do I explain being in his dad’s room? What does he think? What has Massimo told him? Speaking of, where in the hell is Massimo?

“Please? My dad is busy talking to security at the gate. So can we go play? I’m not allowed to be outside alone. The security guys are kind of boring.”

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