“Fuck,” she says, coming up for air and then immediately diving back down, taking my entire length down into her throat.
“Swallow me like that,” I tell her, and she does, swallowing as she gags and keeps me there. I can feel her drool pooling at the base of my shaft, and it’s all I can do to not buck up into her face.
“Yes, baby girl. Just like that. Daddy is going to come.”
She moans and adds her hand, jerking me at the same time. Pleasure soars down my spine, and I pick up the pace on her as well, adding a finger and curling with each stroke inside of her. My balls tingle, and my abs go taut as the orgasm sneaks up on me.
“Holly, I—” I can’t even get it out before I’m spilling into her mouth. She sees me through it, swallowing every drop I give her. And once she’s finished, she begins to push back on my fingers, fucking herself to orgasm. I click the button and turn the power of the rose up a notch, causing her to cry out and dig her nails into my thighs.
“Fuck!” she screams, her pussy clenching my fingers as she comes. I continue to pulse on her G-spot, wanting to see her squirt for me. “Nick, I can’t, I can’t,” she chants as I continue to move inside of her. I know she’s overstimulated, trying to move away from the toy, but I don’t let her. I follow every move she makes until she’s coming again, soaking my fingers.
I pull them out of her, replacing the toy with my mouth as I clean her up. She collapses onto my stomach as I continue to lap at every part of her, from her ass to her clit, cleaning her up and savoring every moment of her.
“Fuck, you taste good, baby girl,” I moan into her as she twitches and struggles to breathe.
“Nick!” she shouts, reaching back to swat at me to let her go. But I can’t. I’m a man possessed, gripping her hips until my fingers leave little cherry-shaped bruises on her soft flesh, and holding her to my face until I struggle to breathe.
She laughs and rolls over, twisting out of my grip. I laugh and pull her back over to me, flipping her so that I can kiss her. We taste each other as our mouths open and our tongues tangle together. She gives me a soft kiss before pulling away as she wags her eyebrows at me.
“That was supposed to be a good-morning treat for you, not for me, Daddy.”
I lean forward and kiss her nose.
“There’s literally nothing you could do that would please me more than coming all over my face, baby girl.” I wipe my beard with my hand and then pull her to my chest, letting her straddle me and fold into my arms.
“It’s still snowing,” she says with a little wistful tone as she looks out the window.
“New York in the winter is probably my favorite,” I tell her. “It’s one of the few times it looks pretty. And almost calm.”
“We could go have breakfast at your favorite diner. It’s been a while since we went, and pancakes sound so, so good right now.”
“And a coffee that has all the sugar they have in stock at the restaurant?”
“Ha, ha, ha,” she mocks, giving me a quick kiss before rolling off the bed. “Let me clean up and we’ll go. You know, that might be a good place for me to meet your kids. Somewhere that we are both comfortable, and when there’s good food involved, you can’t help but be in a good mood.”
She winks at me and then disappears into the bathroom. It’s a good point. I think I’ll run it past the kids and get it set up. I want it to happen sooner rather than later. I need them to meet her so that I can finally tell them I plan to propose. I don’t need their permission, but I would really like their blessing. What’s more, I’d really like them to help me pick out a ring.
Holly walks back out of the bathroom, stirring me out of my thoughts as she digs through her overnight bag for clothes. Her hair is pulled back in a loose ponytail, and she pulls on her favorite pair of jeans and a dark blue sweater that makes her eyes look ridiculously blue even from where I sit on the bed.
“Are you not going to get ready?” she asks me, a playful smile flirting across her lips.
“I was busy watching you,” I tell her. She doesn’t have a lick of makeup on, showing off her freckles and naturally red cheeks. Coming to the side of the bed, she kisses me before sitting down to pull on her socks and a pair of boots I got her for Christmas.
“You look beautiful like this, you know,” I say to her as I give her ponytail a playful tug.
“Like what?”
“Barefaced and freshly fucked.” I sit up and grab her in my arms as she laughs.