Trapped Between Two Alphas novel Chapter 225

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.

"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."

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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.