“You’d fucking better,” I growl. I set the phone to speaker and attack my cock like it’s making me angry. “Don’t think you’re getting away with this, little girl. Someday soon, you’re gonna find out what happens when you force my hand.”
I can already see Astrid on her knees, her pink lips stretched around my shaft. Beyond that view, I imagine her heavy tits bouncing as she works her mouth over me. Finally, I picture her belly, round and swollen.
My baby growing inside my baby girl.
“You’ve never sucked a cock before, have you princess?”
“No, Daddy, never,” she whispers.
“That’s okay, baby. Daddy’s gonna teach you how to suck his cock, just like he taught you how to tie your shoes.”
The line goes quiet. She’s holding her breath, which means her pussy’s about to do that thing where it clenches so tight, I’m convinced it’s trying to strangle my cock. I tighten my grip as I stroke myself, raising my hips like I’m pounding inside her, slapping her ass with each thrust.
“That’s it, sweet girl. Let Daddy hear you come.”
She releases her breath in short, clipped moans. I squeeze my shaft, mimicking the pulse of her inner muscles around me.
“Daddy...” she whines. “Fuck me, Daddy.”
“Just a few more days, baby girl. Daddy’s gonna fuck you so good.”
But I can’t wait that long. My balls are practically huddled up against my body. I need to get inside her now. Not in a few days. Not even tomorrow.
“Come downstairs right now,” I growl.
I throw on a shirt and tuck my throbbing cock into the waistband of my pants so I don’t put any eyes out on my way to the back door. The stairs creak as she makes her way down to the main level. My heart beats faster with each slipper-clad footstep.
“Where are we going?” she whispers. I take her hand and lead her through the kitchen and out the back door.
As soon as our feet touch the deck, my hands and lips are on her.
The frozen wood chews at my soles, but I barely feel it beneath the inferno raging inside me for my little girl. She gasps as I lift her night shirt, baring her breast to the cold—but only for a second, because my hot mouth is ready to cover her nipple. She gropes at the front of my pants until she finds my cock.
“Daddy,” she whispers. “I’m cold, but I want you.”
The moonlight reflecting off the snow is bright enough to see by. I didn’t exactly have a plan other than get her out from under this roof, but the hot tub in the corner looks promising.
Steam fills the air as I drag the lid off the tub and toss it aside.
“Get in, baby.”
She tosses her shirt and then shimmies out of her pajama pants. I drink in her luscious curves, running my hands over her hips and below her navel.
“He knows you’re touching me,” she says.
“The fluttery feeling?” I ask. She nods. I cup her pussy in my palm and find her dripping. “That’s ‘cause he can feel how much I love you.”
I guide her into the water and then strip out of my clothes. The cold is no match for my desire for Astrid, but I waste no time joining her in the tub. We both moan as we sink below the surface, up to our necks. Grasping the back of her head, I slant my mouth over hers, as my fingers trace circles over her clit.
“You came so fucking hard for Daddy,” I rasp. “Now he’s gonna come for you.”
“Like this?” She wraps her soft little hand around me.
It kills me to tell her, “No, not like that. Get that ass up, baby girl. Bend over.”
She finds a seat that’s tall enough to kneel on, lifting her gorgeous ass and perfect pussy above the surface of the water. I spread her folds and press a gentle kiss to her clit, then take my position behind her. She whimpers as I glide my cock through the slice of paradise between her legs.
“Ready for Daddy to give you your Christmas present, little girl?”