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“Good idea.”
We walk around, taking in all the ornaments and other decorations; once she’s seen it all, she starts picking out her favorites. Unlike at the mall, she doesn’t check every price tag, which makes me incredibly happy. It doesn’t take long for her to fill up the first basket. I’m not at all surprised that she picked an eclectic mix of things. She’s not going for a perfectly designed tree; she obviously wants to incorporate the things she loves.
Once she’s filled a second basket with ornaments and garland for the tree, we go in search of lights and the perfect tree topper. Picking lights takes no time. She quickly decides on colorful twinkle lights—lots of them. The tree topper is much harder.
“How will I ever decide on a topper? They are all so beautiful.”
“Do you want a star or an angel?” I ask.
“Would you be upset if I picked something nontraditional?”
“Never. I want you to get whatever makes you happy.” I kiss the top of her head. “Which one do you want?”
She points to a silver snowflake with dozens of crystals that sparkle and shine in the light. I hand it to her, and she turns it every which way, looking at it gleam.
“It’s perfect.”
“You’re perfect.”
Her cheeks turn pink at the compliment, making me want to ravage her right here. Her sweetness is irresistible. I settle for stealing a kiss from her soft lips. It’s not nearly enough, but it’ll do for now. We pay for our decorations and are back on the road to home, where I can take exactly what I want.
nine
WINTER
I have never had somuch fun in my life. After we returned from the tree farm, Jude put the tree in the stand and patiently moved it a million times until it was where I wanted it. We spent the next hour watchingThe Grinchmovie and decorating our tree. I made the mistake of calling it his tree once, and he kissed me until I understood it was our tree. Now I’m cuddled on his lap with the Christmas tree lights as the only light in the room.
It's been perfect. Better than anything I’ve ever dreamed of. If this is what it’s like to be with Jude, I never want to be without him. It’s way too fast, but I’ve fallen for him. Despite my brain saying to slow down and keep my distance, my heart is all in. I’m going to listen to it for a change. Something about Jude makes me feel safe in a way I’ve never felt before. I want to make this work, and I won’t let fear stand in the way.
“It’s really beautiful,” I murmur.
“Not half as beautiful as you are, babygirl.”
“You say the nicest things.”
“I mean it, love. You’re beautiful and sweet and everything I’ve ever wanted.”
He cups my cheek and brings my lips to his in a tender kiss. My heart does a little flip-flop in my chest, and my core tightens. I turn in his lap, straddling him, and press my lips more firmly against his. I moan when he parts his lips and strokes his tongue along mine. His kisses are addictive, and I want more. I shift on his lap, gasping when I feel his hardness against my pussy. Pleasure zings through my body, and I rock my hips grinding against his hard cock. He lets out a sexy groan, spurring me on.
It doesn’t take long for him to take over. His big hands cup my ass, controlling my movements until I’m writhing on his lap. My panties are completely soaked, and I’m already teetering on the edge of orgasm, even though he hasn’t even properly touched me yet. I tug on his shirt, wanting to touch his skin. Our lips part just long enough to pull his shirt over his head, and then we are on each other again.
“Daddy, please,” I whine.
“What do you want, babygirl?”
“You. I want you inside me.”
He quickly stands with me still in his arms. I squeal and wrap my arms and legs around him tightly. He slaps my ass playfully as he quickly strides to his bedroom. My feet barely hit the ground before he’s stripping me naked. I shiver at the way he looks at my naked body. He has the look of a starved man, and like I’m the only sustenance he needs.
He slowly removes his belt, dropping it to the bed. My eyes widen because the move is very deliberate. I know he’s my Daddy, and spankings are a part of that, but having the very real threat of his belt right there as a reminder has me both turned on and anxious. I push those thoughts aside and watch him push his pants and underwear down. His big cock springs free, and my mouth waters. I’ve never thought about blow jobs beyond what I’ve read in my books, but the desire I feel to fall to my knees and pleasure him with my mouth is almost overwhelming. I want to make him feel good.
“If you keep looking at my cock like that, this won’t last long, and I plan to spend the rest of the night worshiping your body,” he growls.
I lick my lips, my nipples pebbling to tight peaks while my pussy lets out a new flood of arousal. “I want that, Daddy. But I want to make you feel good, too.”
He groans, pulling me against him. The feel of his hot, hard-muscled body against my softness has me even needier than before. I love the feeling of him. I want him to throw me down on the bed and shove that thick hardness pressing against me deep inside me. My core tightens at the memory of how good he stretches me.
He fists my hair, tipping my head back so I’m looking up into his intense gaze. “You don’t have to do anything to make me feel good, babygirl. Just being close to you makes me feel good.”
