Page 37 of His Perfect Gift


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He kissed me all over and dragged me down to the fur blanket, flipping me onto my stomach. He proceeded to trail hot, searing kisses over the back of my neck and down my spine. He kissed and nipped my ass cheeks. Spreading me wide, I felt his tongue licking my hole. I gasped. “Aaron.”

He chuckled darkly before he slipped lower, lapping at my pussy. “Fuck. I was going to be patient this time, but…” His words trailed off as his hand curled around my pelvis, and he nudged my legs apart with his knees.

Then he pushed in his thick cock, burying himself deep inside me. My toes curled, and I clutched the fur. He withdrew and thrust into me. Again and again. Each thrust was harder, and he collared me around the neck, keeping me from scooting across the floor. He lifted my pelvis and drove into me like a man possessed.

“Oh, God,” I moaned. “Make me come.”

“Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours.” My eyes rolled back, and my nails dug into the blanket.

His hand tightened around my neck, and he fucked me harder. My head spun with delightful sensations.

“Whose pussy is this, Princess?” he grunted, pounding into me and driving me to the brink.

“It’s yours,” I panted.

He leaned over me until his mouth was at my ear. “What’s my name?”

“Daddy.”

“Daddy, what?” He thrust so deep, my vision blurred, and my body seized like a puppet on a string.

“Daddy Aaron,” I moaned and came all over his thick cock.

“Fucking hell,” he growled and pulsed into me, filling me to the brim with his cum.

Then he rolled me onto my back, kissing me leisurely, and murmured against my lips. “Now, I will take my time fucking you.”

And he did. When we were done, he wrapped me in the fur blanket and carried me to his bedroom with care. He whispered in my ear tenderly, “You should always be wrapped in fur and diamonds because you are my princess.”

“Why are you smiling?” Aaron’s voice shook me out of my thoughts. He urged me to take another bite of pie, and I did.

I chewed and swallowed. “You are spoiling me.”

“You deserved to be spoiled.” He took a bite and grinned boyishly. “And I like spoiling you.”

He set the plate aside on his nightstand and adjusted the pillows behind him. He leaned back and held out his arm, giving me the perfect spot to fold in beside him.

“We could watch a movie.” He tugged on a stray curl before wrapping it around his finger.

I glanced over at the digital clock beside the bed. “It’s after midnight.”

“And?”

“We stayed up very late last night.”

“Are you tired?” He eyed me with concern.

I shook my head. “No. Are you?”

“Nope.”

“You have a lot of energy.” I ran my hand over his chest, watching how his muscles twitched. “For an older man,” I teased.

“I’m not that old, Amber. Besides…” He grinned ruefully. “I’m enjoying every minute we spend together, and I don’t want to miss a thing.”

“Me, too.” I smiled and studied his face, still in awe of how fine-looking and amazing he was. How luckyIwas.

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