Page 27 of Naughty Santa Daddy

“Stop, Alex.” Counting to ten in my mind, I take a deep breath before continuing, “There is nothing that will come between us right now. I’ll proudly earn my Red Wings with you right here and now. But if that isn’t something you are in the right mind for, say the word, baby.”

“Goliath, I haven’t thought of anything else since the parking lot. Please…” she almost moans as my name rolls out of her mouth. And I just can’t stop myself from getting a taste of her.

Slowly pushing myself further between her legs, I finish peeling her panties down. Tossing them towards the trash, I raise up to my feet and scoop her back into my arms. “Let's get you cleaned up then, so I can get you nice and dirty again.”Turning towards the now full tub, I gently place her inside and move to switch the taps off.

Moving back towards her face, I can’t help but reach out and slowly grab her chin in my hands, turning her face up towards mine. “I don’t know if I can be gentle with you, but I sure as fuck will do my best to try.”

“Goliath—”

“Braxton, baby. When we are here like this, call me Braxton.”

“Braxton, please,” she pleads as she starts rubbing her thighs together, making my cock grow more, if that's even possible.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, and then you will have me the way you want.” My hands move on their own for the soap and washcloth, moving gingerly over her bruised skin to clean the dirt off her. Grabbing the cup off the sink, I fill it with water before tilting her chin back, pouring the water over her head. A hiss comes from Alex as I do so, and I stop my hands from tightening into fists. Those fuckers are lucky they are dead, or I wouldn’t stop until they had a long and glorious few days at the shack with me. “I know it sucks when you’re all busted up, but you’ll feel better when I get you outta the tub and into my bed.”

Alessandra (Alex)

My eyes light up with the thought. I can’t believe we are here, together, and seemingly in the same mind about what is happening between us. I know that I couldn’t think of anything except him, even so much as to have a wet dream that Enzo had the pleasure of walking in on.

As Braxton lifts me onto my feet, he pulls the plug out of the tub. He grabs for the showerhead and turns the taps on. He checks the temperature before slowly rinsing all the bubbles off my body. As he does this, his free hand is slowly moving around my body. When he gets to my pussy, his fingers are a little too thorough, and I can't help the moan that leaves my lips.

“Let’s get you dried off and in my bed, baby.”

He pulls the fluffy towel from the rack and starts moving it slowly over my body, only causing more moans to spill from my lips. “Braxton,” I plead as his hands softly move over my body. When the towel moves over my nipples, I can’t contain another moan that rips through me. “Take me to bed and fuck me already.” I stare straight into his eyes as I say it.

“As you wish, baby.” He bends down and picks me up like I weigh nothing more than a feather. Moving quickly, he places me on the bed in the next room with so much gentleness I can’t believe it came from this big biker. “Fuck, look at you. Even with the bruises and scrapes, you are still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I haven’t stopped thinking about you and your hot pussy since the last time. I’ll try to be gentle, but fuck, I don’t know if I can.”

“Fuck it,” I say, reaching for his rock-hard cock. “I don’t want gentle. I need you inside me this fucking instant.” I’ve never had a man look at me like he does, and it does something to me. I watch as he quickly removes his boots, followed by his T-shirt with that one-handed move hot guys have down pat. Next, the belt buckle and the sound of it being pulled through the loops. Jesus, it is my undoing.

I scramble up and start helping him with his jeans, not being able to hold back from waiting for him inside me again. I climb him like a monkey and find myself impaled on his cock in the next second. The stretch is nice, and he only gives me a moment before he adjusts me in his arms and starts ramming into me. I tighten my legs around him but don’t think he needs the help supporting me.

Taking a few steps, he has me backed up against the door the next minute, and his thrusts don’t stop. I hope this room is soundproof, as he claims, because in the next minute, my screams won’t be able to be held back. He joins in with a few himself and then moves us back towards the bed. As he is layingme out on it, I hear a scraping sound and glance towards the door we were fucking against, watching in horror as it swings open.

Fuck My Life!

“Oh, look! I want to let you two know dinner is ready, and whatever might be happening up here? Braxton, when I asked you to make me a great-grandbaby, I didn’t think I would be in the room for the conception. It’s not a story that I can bring up at church, young man. Why don’t you finish up and get on downstairs so we can eat and talk.”

“Fuck!” We both comment in sync as the door is pulled closed behind Granny.

“I heard that, and now I don’t know if either of you deserve the dinner that nice young man and I have been making for you.”

I glance into Braxton’s eyes, and his lips curl up at the edge. “Well, at least we know Granny is supportive of us being together, she did let us finish up and all.”

“Are you serious right now?” I know that he is, as he starts pumping into me again without missing a beat. He even goes as far as moving his hand down to rub my clit to help speed me along.

“You heard Granny; she wants a great-grandbaby, and it so happens I am in the right place to give it to her, so why the fuck not.”

“What—” I can’t continue the thought as his strokes pick up pace and an orgasm I didn’t feel coming hits me like a freight train.

“Well, dinner should be entertaining, at least.” We mumble to each other as we get dressed and head down to what I am guessing is gonna be one hell of a meal.

Chapter 10

Alex Grayson

Alex Grayson

Alessandra (Alex)

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