Page 30 of Naughty Santa Daddy

And it will, in just a moment.

I look down at her pussy. The peach-colored flesh is so wet it drips down her ass crack and soaks the bedding beneath us. I’venever fucked a woman on her period before, but the thought of doing it with Alex has my cock leaking more pre-cum.

I slap the head of my cock against her clit, and she lets out a low cry. I do it a few more times just to hear that sound. Thank fuck for the soundproof walls in this room.

I hook one of her legs over my arm and drop down to one elbow. I grab the base of my cock with the other, notching it at her entrance. Her warm, silky flesh feels so fucking good. My mouth slams down on hers at the same time I ram my hips forward, fully seating myself inside her.

Fuckin’ hell, she’s so goddamn tight. It’s like a vise is gripping me, strangling my dick.

I swallow her cry with a deep groan of my own. Pulling my cock out a couple of inches, I plow back inside her.

I want this to last, but I’m kidding myself. She’s too damn tight, her silky walls milking me in the best way possible.

I hike her leg up further and lift my mouth from hers. Her glazed eyes meet mine.

“Oh God, that feels so good. Don’t stop, Braxton.”

“Not a chance in hell,” I growl.

I pull my hips back and slam forward again. Her lips fall open, and her muffled cry echoes against the walls. Her free leg wraps around my waist, and her heel digs into my ass, her movements demanding I give her more.

I put my face close to hers. “You’re mine, Alex,” I say.

I don’t know why I feel the need to tell her that and why I have to say it right now; only that it’s true. I barely know this woman, and our future is uncertain, but I do know one irrevocable truth: once this shit situation is taken care of, I won’t let her go.

As my thrusts slow, her wide eyes watch me. I wait for her to acknowledge my claim. After several tense seconds, she slowly nods her head.

I press my hips forward, burying my cock all the way inside her, and then still. “Say it,” I demand.

“I’m yours.”

My cock jerks inside her, apparently liking those words as much as my brain does.

I drop my mouth down to hers again. My thrusts pick up speed, slamming my pelvis against hers. I grind against her clit, rotating my hips to hit her sweet spot just right, and I feel the first spasms of her walls clenching around me.

I yank my mouth off hers and hiss in a breath at the nearly too-tight sensation. Her eyes widen and glaze over, her body stiffening when her orgasm hits.

My drawn-up balls slap against Alex’s ass, and my thrusts become frenzied, my mind going mindless.

Fuck, nothing has ever felt so good. I’ve fucked more women than I care to admit, but none compare to the woman beneath me.It’s different with her.Feels different in every way.

“I’m gonna come, baby,” I grunt.

The muscles in my neck strain, and a loud groan reverberates in the room when my release hits. Hot cum jets from my cock, coating Alex’s insides.

Briefly, in the back of my head, the thought comes to mind that I didn’t use a condom the three times I’ve taken her. It’s an important issue that I’ll think about later. Why the possible consequences don't freak me out gives more credence to my belief that this woman is different.

The thought of getting her pregnant doesn’t scare me shitless like it has in the past with other women. And maybe I’m an idiot for believing this, given that I know virtually nothing about her, but I know I don’t need to worry about diseases. And she’s the first person I’ve been with since being released on parole.

Sweat coats my skin, and my chest heaves against hers. I stare down at her as I catch my breath. I release her leg, and it falls tothe side. Brushing a few strands of hair from her face, I drop my mouth to hers for a slower kiss.

“You okay?” I ask against her lips. I was rougher with her than I intended. I’ll feel like shit if I made her injuries worse.

She smiles against my mouth. “More than. You don’t think they heard, do you?”

My chest rumbles with a chuckle. “Soundproof walls, remember? But I guarantee they still know. I’d be surprised if my wall doesn’t have holes from the headboard.”

“Oh God.” She covers her face with her hands. She looks adorably cute when she’s embarrassed.

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