Page 31 of Warming Up Coco (Santa Daddy)

As a family of five, it was hard to get some time alone, but I’d called in favors. The kids were at their Uncle Shep’s house in town, and we were at our cabin taking some much-needed time together.

Alone.

“Coco!” I called out, shrugging my jacket off and kicking off my boots. I’d gone down to the small little diner that had the cookies she loved. “Baby girl!” I searched the living room and kitchen on the first floor then hurried up to the second.

Taking two stairs at a time, I could feel the blood start to pump harder and warmer through my veins. We’d returned to the cabin time and time again, but since the kids were usually with us, I was looking forward to spend some special playtime with my wife.My baby girl.

I didn’t bother to look in the master bedroom and went straight to the den when I saw her from where I stood at the doorway. She was outside. The little minx was dressed in a cute little white silk and lace camisole and short shorts that had little ruffles at the bottom, making her ass even more perfect.

She was leaning against the railing with a book in her hands as she read. I had to adjust myself because she was about to get punished. And knowing my Coco, she would love every moment.

I ripped my sweater off and undid the top button of my jeans. I grabbed the hat on the couch, shoving it into the back pocket of my pants. I made sure to grab the thick knitted throw blanket before I made my way outside.

The air was cold from the snowfall Serendipity Bluffs got the week before Christmas.

“What do you think you’re doing, little girl?” I asked in my most menacing tone. She turned. Fuck, looking at her still hit my heart and soul like a first.

Every time our eyes locked reminded me of just how lucky I was. How fucking blessed I was to have this woman in my life, even when she drove me mad. We loved one another, but that didn’t stop us from butting heads. We did, but we always got through each struggle stronger and closer.

“Reading… Daddy,” she added at the end with a wicked little grin.

We still played.

Our daddy, little girl dynamic was still intact, but like much with life, we’d had to adjust. Her moanedDaddy’sand my dirty words were a lot quieter and muffled nowadays. Unless we found a moment to be alone when I could enjoy her scream her pleasure.

It’d been too long.

I moved toward her and draped the creamy thick material over her shoulders. She pressed her body into mine.

“What are you wearing, honey?”

“Why? You don’t like it?” she sassed. I pressed my front into her so she could see just how much I loved it.

“You know I do,” I groaned. She opened her mouth to say something when a cool breeze picked up and she shivered.

I groaned and shook my head. I lifted her up, and she had no problems wrapping her sexy legs around my waist.

“I’ve told you, it’s too cold for my little girl to be out there in almost nothing.”

“But, Daddy,” she whined. I tsked her. I held her tight with one arm and reached behind me for the Santa hat I put on my head.

“Uh-uh, that’s Santa Daddy to you.” Her eyes sparkled with unadulterated lust.

Oh yeah, my girl was ready to play, and that was more than fine with me. As long as I kept Coco nice and warm, we’d play all through the night.

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