Page 27 of Warming Up Coco (Santa Daddy)

I set our robes and extra towels down and checked on the glasses of champagne I’d brought out for us. I wasn’t a fan for the bubbly drink, but being with Coco, having her be mine, and finally hear her call me daddy? Shit!

I couldn’t help but feel like celebrating.

There was no doubt the last couple of days were, hands down, the best of my life. Any time with my girl was my favorite. We got to know one another on a whole other level. Talked about everything under the sun. From our families to our time at school to our favorite foods, as well as our goals and fears.

We hadn’t left a topic untouched.

I’d never gotten to know anyone the way I got to know Coco.

I walked back inside, and when I turned, there she was. At the doorway to the big space, she stood dead center between the glass French doors. My tongue immediately felt too large for my mouth. Her tight little body was on full display in the bikini, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her tanned skin popped against the black swimsuit.

My mouth watered.

I wanted to kneel at her feet and lick up her little pussy, which by the way she was pressing her thighs together would be wet and warm and fucking ready for daddy.

I curled my finger at her, and I knew to brace when she started to run toward me. Jumping up into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist while my hands held her perfect little ass. I loved her playful side. Shit, I loved every side of her.

“Hi.” She beamed at me, pressing her lips against my scruffy cheek.

“Hello, gorgeous.” I grinned like an idiot. “You look fucking incredible.”

“Dress code approved?”

“Fuck, yes. You should wear this in my office every day. I’ll send a memo to HR that this is your uniform.”

“You’re crazy.” She laughed.

“What? I’ll get it for you in different colors.” She giggled, but then I frowned.

“What is it?”

“Maybe that’s not such a great idea.” My eyes moved to the line of her delicate neck then to the way the small triangles hardly held her tits in.

“Why not?”

“I wouldn’t want anyone to see you like this. Maybe I’ll just move your desk into my office, and we can work with the doors locked. Block out the world.”

“You’re too much.” She rolled her eyes, and I hitched her core against my length.

“I thought you liked just how much I am.” That earned me soft eyes and a pretty blush in what was my new favorite shade of pink. “You ready to take a dip?” Coco glanced over my shoulder and made a face.

“It’s going to be cold,” she complained.

“It’s okay. I’ll keep you warm.”

“Promise?”

“With all my heart.”

“If you’re sure it’s safe and we won’t freeze.” She winked. I walked us toward the hot tub then made sure she got in carefully, with me right behind her.

Once we got used to the warmth of the bubbling water, she didn’t try to sit across from me, hell, even next to me. Nope, my girl took her seat right on my lap, straddling my thighs. Her eyes hooded when she felt my hardness against the softness of her badly-covered pussy.

“Coco.” I tried to sound stern but knew it was pointless. Not when we both had the same thing in mind.

“It feels good in here.”

“Warm enough?” I asked, drawing some water up to her bare shoulders and rubbing them a little bit.

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