Page 5 of The Daddy Claus

I don’t let her up until she comes a second and then a third time in rapid succession, thrashing so hard I’m a little worried she’s going to hurt herself. By the time she finally stops shaking and moaning, I’m between her legs with my dick in my hand, panting for breath.

I don’t know how the hell she’s still got her mask on, but she does. I lost track of mine the moment it hit the floor.

“Goddamn, baby girl,” I breathe, leaning down to take her mouth in a hard kiss. “Did that feel as good as it looked?”

“B-better.”

I groan, tugging her leg up over my hip. My cock slides through her folds.

She grabs my shoulders, moaning.

“Daddy is taking what belongs to him now, princess,” I breathe, placing my mouth next to her ear. “So be a good girl and take all of me.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I run my nose along hers before claiming her mouth, hoping to distract her. I grind my dick against her clit while we kiss, driving her higher and higher. I don’t have to ask to know I’m her first, and I don’t want her to feel any pain. This will be the only first time she gets. I intend for her to remember it.

Once she’s mewling beneath me, unable to stay still, I press the head of my cock to her entrance and push forward. I take it slow, claiming her inch by excruciatingly perfect inch. She’s burning hot around me and so fucking tight. It’s the best kind of torture.

She startles slightly when her hymen tears, her nails digging into my back. But she doesn’t tense up or cry out. She doesn’t stop wiggling, either.

“Breathe for Daddy,” I whisper anyway, kissing all over her neck. The thought of her in the least amount of pain fucking kills me. I’d take it in a heartbeat if I could.

I stay completely still inside of her for a long moment, giving her time to adjust. She sobs and shakes and moans, every sound she makes slowly unraveling me.

Eventually, I can’t fucking take it anymore.

I slip forward another inch.

She’s a livewire, firing against me again and again. Every time I move, she whimpers for more. Every time I stop to give her a reprieve, she squirms, determined to keep the pleasure building.

“Fucking hell, baby girl.” I press my face to her throat as my hips come to rest against hers. “You trying to break your daddy?”

“Y-yes.”

“Yeah? You want me crazy for you, princess?”

“Yes.” She claws down my back. “Oh, please.”

“Keep letting me in this perfect little thing, and you’ll have me on my fucking knees, baby girl,” I growl in her ear, sliding back before driving into her.

She cries out in bliss, her head thrown back. She sounds as good as she looks. And I can’t take it anymore. I have to fuck her.Now.

I wrap my tongue around her nipple and drive into her, fucking her hard and deep again and again. My mouth is everywhere I can reach, leaving little love bites all over her. I run my hands all over her, too, touching every generous curve, learning each one.

Hollie is lush everywhere, with full breasts, a round belly, and thick thighs that I want wrapped around my head when I die. Her body is a work of art, more than a handful. I fucking love every inch of it.

“It feels so good. Oh, please. Don’t stop.”

“You think I would?” I rasp, dragging her leg up higher. “Not even hell could stop Daddy now, baby girl. Not until your belly is round with my kid, and everyone knows what I’ve been doing to you.”

“I…I…”

“Your body doesn’t lie, princess. I felt your little cunt clench around my cock. You love the thought of Daddy planting his kid in you.” I drag her nipple through my teeth. “You want it, don’t you?”

“Y-yes!”

“Then come on my cock like a good girl.” I reach between us, rolling my thumb across her clit. “Cream all over Daddy’s cock like a good little princess.”

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