Chapter 20
Chapter 20
She's fucking hot,
hotter than the flames in my fireplace. Her lips sheath her teeth,
which leaves her luscious lips wrapping around my engorged dick.
She draws my cock in. Then, out. She repeats the torturous and
teasing routine. I want to fuck her mouth hard. But, I surrender and
let her do what her heart desires. It's the holidays, anyways. And
it's hard to complain when your cock is stuffed in the love of your life's mouth.
Her much-appreciated service continues, and I'm left standing in
awe with my cock pulsating in her mouth. My baby girl's fucking
talented and thoughtful. She makes sure my balls aren't left alone as she massages them while she
chokes on my length. I feel all
warm inside, like I just drank hot coffee, except she's way better
than hot coffee. I clutch her hair tightly as pleasure lances through
my body. She slips one of my balls between her lips and repeats this to its twin.
God, I'm going to fucking combust. "Baby girl, I'm so close," I
warn.
"Mmm, give it to me, Daddy. Your cock slut needs it."
Oh, fuck. Her obscene words never cease to fail to push me right
to the edge; I'm shooting my love and passion, all for her, down
her throat. "Oh my God, baby." My legs quiver.
She sucks on the head and cleans off my cock with her tongue.
"Fuck, kitten. You're too sweet to me." I pull her up and lock my
lips to hers, my tongue slipping past her lips to caress her tongue.
I breathe heavily as I move away from her lips. I cup her cheek.
"Tell me, what do you want next?" I want to hear her.
"I need your cock inside me, Daddy, please."
"You don't want your pussy devoured first?" I want to please my girl.
"No, not this holiday season."
"All right. How would you like to be fucked this Christmas, angel?"
"Doggy-style first, please."
"Good choice. Get ready for me."
She prepares, setting herself on her knees on the couch with her
ass, high up where the sun shines, on full display for me. She shakes her ass, teasing me.
I chuckle and smack her ass, eliciting a gasp from her. "You horny girl, mmm." I brush the tip of my
cock along her slick folds to
tease her in return. Oh, she's so fucking ready to get her brains
fucked out. But, I want to tease her still; I continue to run the tip
against her wet folds, appreciating the erotic feeling. I grip her hair,
pulling her towards me. I whisper in her ear, "Tell me how much
you want me inside you, baby." I kiss her earlobe and await her
begging.
"Please, Daddy, I need you." That's it? No, that's not going to get us anywhere.
I circle my tip on her sex organ. "Come on, baby, you can beg much
better than that. It's Christmas, and you have to be more specific.
Tell me."
She groans. "I need your big cock, Daddy, fucking my brains out,
please."
Good enough. I'm impatient, but I did appreciate hearing her beg
for me. "That'll do." I slide my length into the tight, wet, and warm
entryway, stretching her walls out. Finally, my cock is back where
it belongs, in my happy place, deep inside my beautiful, sweet girl.
I lean in and slowly pump my shaft.
"Oh, fuck yes," my girl mutters under her breath.
I grip her hip and plant a kiss on her shoulder. "That's my girl.
Enjoy every inch of Daddy's cock inside you, baby."
"Faster, please."
I pump my cock at a slow and sensual pace, just how I like it in the
mornings, and I don't want to alter the pace. But, I remember that I
allowed my girl to take the wheel today. I have to follow through.
So, I fulfill her request, thrusting faster. I tug on her hair that I
twisted into a ponytail. I kiss her ear and bite the shell. She's all
mine. She's always been ever since I laid eyes on hers.
I sit on the couch now, and my girl rides me like there's no tomorrow, properly appreciating my cock
buried inside as much as she can.
I lean back. Fuck me, baby. I'm all yours. Three-hundred and sixty-five-fucking-days a year.
She rests her palm on my chest while her other hand cups the
nape of my neck. She kisses me hard and aggressively, turning me
on so much. I play with her tongue. I grip her hip tighter; my grip
around her throat tightens.
"Fuck, I'm going to come, Daddy."
"Me, too, baby. Come on my cock. I need you." With my words and
the buck of my hips, she moans. My cock is drenched with her
sweet release. She kisses me sloppily from her intense orgasm
that I was responsible for.
Seconds later, I reach my own climax again, stuffing my load deep
inside my happy place, marking my territory. I let go of her lips to
catch my breath.
She covers my cheek with kisses. Oh, baby girl.
"Merry Christmas Daddy. I hope you can accept my
apology for abandoning your bed last night."
"Oh, baby, thank you. I love you. Of course I accept your apology.
You know exactly the kind of apology I would accept, good girl." I
press my lips against hers.
"I love you, too."
"Please make an effort next time to come to my bed."
She holds my face in her soft hands. "Okay. Only because I feel
bad for making you freeze your balls off."
"And because you don't want me to die from a cardiac arrest from thinking that you left me for another
man."
She pecks my lips. "Remember our promise to each other? No more cheating on either of us ever
again. I promise to come and snuggle up in your
arms regardless of how tired I am because it's where I belong."
I smile. "Good. I'm glad that's settled. Now, what would you like for
breakfast, angel? I'll cook today, as a Christmas present."
"Oh my. You're actually cooking for once." She licks my lips. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
"Surprise me."
"Hmm, okay, but speaking of a surprise—"
"Oh, God, what do you have planned?"
"Just a little trip to Cabo for New Year's Eve and the New Year."
Her face lights up with joy like whenever I take my pants off in
front of her. She hugs me tightly. Her hug says it all.
I love her even more. "I can't wait to claim your pretty pussy in Cabo, angel."
"Oh, Jesus."
I laugh. "Mmm, let me head to the kitchen to make breakfast, so
we can eat and fuck again." I can't resist stroking her supple lips
with my thumb. "Oh, and because I'm going to be cooking naked,
don't touch yourself because I promise to take care of you after
breakfast, understand?"
"Yes, Sir."
**********
Plane rides. I love them, especially when they include my girl and my favorite drink, tequila. I lean back
into my seat after taking a sip of my well-
deserved/ much-needed tequila drink. My inner self jumps up and down in excitement, looking forward
to several days of fun in Cabo
—spending time with friends, drinking tequila, and fucking the shit
out of my wife, of course.
I glance to my side and find the love of my life reading a book,
most likely another erotic work. I place my hand on her knee, and
she rests her hand on mine. Oh, her touch. Desire bolts straight to
my crotch.
Thank God she's wearing a dress. I inch my calloused hand up the
smooth surface of her thigh and under her dress, but before I
reach her special palace, she halts my hand. She sends my hand
back to her knee and grips my knuckle. "Not here, Kaden, please."
I kiss her cheek and smile against her skin. "I'm sorry, baby, but
Daddy's hand is a little cold. It could use some warmth."
"Please don't reach up my dress in public to warm your hand."
I want to laugh out loud, but I find all the strength to contain
myself. She doesn't want to put on a show for the people today.
Such a shame. But, an idea pops into my mind. "Did you bring a
blanket with you?"
"Yes. I always do."
"Great. Can you please take it out then? It'll keep me warm so I
won't have to reach up your dress." I smile at her.
She sighs and pulls out the blanket from her bag. "Here," she says
and hands me the blanket.
"Thank you. You are my savior, baby." She really is. Now, I can
stuff my fingers inside her, keeping them warm without any prying
eyes noticing. I unfold the blanket and lay it across her lap and
mine. "That's better. Thank you, again."
She continues reading her book. She's so focused—it's turning me
on. However, she manages to respond to me. "You're welcome,
Sir." Her eyes remain locked onto her book.
Beneath the blanket, I gently squeeze her thigh. She doesn't flinch,
maintaining her focus on her book. It's finally my chance. I locate
the special area between her legs and caress her. Damn, she's wearing panties.
She gasps.
"Why are you wearing panties?" I ask lowly in her ear.
"Why do you have to always be extra frisky in public?"
"Answer my question first."
"I wanted to piss you off."
"Oh, you did a good job doing so." I slap her between her legs.
"Fuck," she mutters under her breath and bites her lip. "It's your
turn to answer my question."
"You're always so fucking gorgeous and I always want everyone to
know how much I cherish you." Through the fabric of her panties, I
circle her clitoris with my thumb.
Her mouth opens to release a subdued moan. She grips her book
tighter. "Oh my fuck."
The kids are two seats behind us in the spacious plane and the music playing inside the plane is
enough to prevent them from hearing our conversation.
The stranger that sits next to her overhears her words.
"Is everything all right?" God, can he worry about himself? I'm trying to play with my wife in peace.
"Y-yes," she chokes out an answer and turns to the man,
"Everything's fine."
The man nods and turns to face forward, minding his own
business. Thank God.
He closes his eyes. Good, keep them
closed, please.
Annabel's attention shifts back to her task at hand: reading her book
and appreciating my fingers teasing her sex organ.
In order to gain entry into her sacred palace, I push the fabric hiding her entrance to the side. I shove
two fingers inside. She's
warm. She's wet. She feels so good. I draw my fingers in and out, and my cock strains against my
jeans as her juices coat my
fingers. I curve my fingers.
Quietly, she moans my name. My sweet girl. "How's the story so
far?" I ask, referring to the book she's attempting to read.
"Not as good as you pleasing me."
"I appreciate the compliment, baby." I pump my fingers faster,
showing my appreciation.
"Oh, Jesus."
"That's not my name, cutie, but I appreciate the effort."
"Kaden, I'm close," she warns.
"Mmm, don't come. Not here." I retract my fingers from her pussy.
"W-what? I need to come, please." She turns to me, demonstrating her need to combust through her
eyes.
"You will come, don't worry. Just not here." There's too many people. I need a little more privacy. "I'm
going to the bathroom.
Meet me there in five minutes. Make sure to knock twice on the
door." I give her lips a quick peck with mine. I stand up, and her
eyes never leave me. I smirk at her and head for the bathroom.
With my non-dominant hand that wasn't used to play with my girl, I
open the bathroom door and step inside. I make sure the door
locks behind me. I sigh in relief. Finally, I'm isolated. Now, all I
need is my girl, and I'll be the happiest man alive.
I think about my girl again, and I slip my fingers between my lips,
savoring the erotic and delicious flavor of her juices that I collected earlier. About a minute later, I eject
my fingers and lick my lips. Only four more minutes left and my load can be stuffed in
her pussy.
After waiting for another four minutes, or what felt like four years, I
hear two knocks on the door. It's fuck time. Quickly, I open the
door, revealing the love of my life standing in front of me. I grab
her hand. I shut the door behind me. I waste no time and begin
undoing my belt and jeans. In no time, my raging length is exposed
and twitching with sexual frustration. "Turn around, gorgeous," I
order.
She obeys.
I walk up behind her and lift up her dress. I caress the delicate and
soft skin of her ass. Her breath hitches. I lower my lips to her ear
while still rubbing her bare flesh. "We're going to make this quick,
baby."
"Okay, Daddy," she whispers in the most sexiest and sensual way
possible. My cock winces.
The tip of my length slides down the cleft of her ass, and she
spreads her legs farther apart. Soon, the tip meets her entrance,
and cautiously, I impale her soaking wet heat, spreading her inner
walls. I pump my cock hard and fast inside her, fucking all of my
desperation, passion, and love for my girl. She groans, and I tug on her hair.
It takes no time for me to bust my load inside her. I bite her
earlobe as I thrust my cock, reveling in my orgasm. Now, it's her
turn. I need her juices on my cock. "Come for me, baby girl." On command, I feel her nectar of love on
my length. I smile and kiss
the shell of her ear. "That's my girl, thank you." The flight to Cabo is already going smoothly.