All For Erica at Christmas Page 3

  I am steadily stroking his cock. His fingers skim lightly over my stomach. I feel like every nerve in my body is on fire. As he reaches my pussy, I tense up. I’m not sure why. Everything he is doing is amazing.

  “You ok, baby?” He asks me, looking me in the eyes.

  “Yes, Colt. This is agonizing. I need something.” I am squirming under him, and he has one hand clenched in a fist in my hair and the other hovering over my pussy.

  “Baby, you got to stop that. I am hanging on by a thread here.” He says through clenched teeth. I immediately stop moving and wait for him to continue. When he doesn’t, I beg. “Colt, please. I’ll be a good girl.”

  He closes his eyes and lets out a deep breath. “Oh God baby. You don’t know what that does to me.” His fingers reach my soaking wet pussy, and he slides just his fingertip into me. He shudders. “So fucking tight.”

  “That’s a good thing, right?” I moan out.

  “Oh yeah baby, so fucking good.”

  I whimper when he pulls his finger from me, but when he puts it in his mouth, I almost die. “Colt, stop teasing me. Please.”

  He smiles and leans up and away from me.

  I grab his shirt. “Where the hell are you going?” I panic. Did I do something wrong?

  “Calm down, baby. I need these clothes gone, and I am not taking you on the couch, at least the first time.” He says with a wink. He pulls his shirt off and kicks his jeans off. He is standing before me completely naked. I sit up and slide my leggings the rest of the way down my leg. I am not wearing a bra. He sucks in a breath.

  “Baby, you are perfection. I am going to enjoy dirtying you up.”

  I stand and walk over to him.

  “Promise?”

  He lifts me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist. I kiss him sweetly, but he growls and deepens it.

  Six

  Colt

  The girl in my arms is sweet perfection I know I don’t deserve, but I’m enough of a bastard to keep her. Her ass is firmly planted in my hands, and my cock rubs against her belly as we walk. It is torture, but I know that it will be worth it. Holding on by a thread, I manage my way to the bedroom without fucking her against the wall like the beast that’s begging to be unleashed wants.

  The need to be in control wars with the desire to make my girl’s first time perfect. Instead of pushing her to her knees and taking her from behind, I bypass the bed and walk into the bathroom. I place her on the sink then turn around to fill the tub. Once I’ve poured in some essential oils I turn back to Erica to get her off the counter. I kiss her again and lead her over to the tub.

  “Get in and scoot up,” I say. My voice sounds like gravel. She nods and does what I ask her to. I get in behind her and pull her back to me. I am not sure when she did it, but her hair is magically in one of those hot messy buns, leaving her back and neck exposed. I can’t help placing kisses all along the exposed line of her neck. Her skin is soft and delicate. I want to mark her so that every man in the county knows that she’s mine. I leave a trail of love bites along her shoulder blades.

  I trail my hands down her delicate arms, pulling them up and around my neck. “Keep them there,” I say sternly when she goes to move them. When her rigid body relaxes against mine, I know she has given into my command. That little acceptance spurs me on, needing more than I thought I would at this point. I cup my hands in the water and pour hot water over her full breasts.

  “How are you feeling baby girl?” I ask.

  Her body writhes against mine, rubbing her perfect ass against my cock and I growl in sweet pleasure and pain.

  “Spread those thighs. Let Daddy make you feel better.”

  She stops writhing and goes still against me then tries to pull away, but I wrap my hand around her stomach and haul her back to me.

  “Da… Daddy?”

  I have her held so tightly against me, in just the right position that my cock is nestled in the curve of her luscious ass. I thrust up between her cheeks, and she shivers. Her mind might not be there, but her body knows who owns her.

  Keeping her snug against my cock, I graze my hand across her hip to her bare pussy.

  “Before I touch you baby girl you need to know my feelings for you have changed.”

  She tries to pull away again. “I swear to God the next time you pull away from me I’m going to spank your ass. Settle and be the good girl I know you are.”

  She keeps fighting against me trying to get free, but I need her to listen and understand. I can’t take her without her fully aware what I need from her. How we will be. I plunge two fingers into her twitching core, and for fuck’s sake, I think she comes on my fingers the moment they enter her. I push them in and out of her shallowly.

  When she starts to moan, I nip her ear and growl “Put your hands back where I told you to.” She complies immediately, and the insane hysteria that was brewing inside me starts to subside. No way in hell am I letting this beautiful angel get away from me. I’m not a perfect man, but I will be her ideal man. No one in this fucking world can take care of and love her the way that I can.

  “Starting now I’m your Daddy, and you’re my baby girl. I will be the person to take care of everything you need, everything you desire. You’ve gone too long on your own. Baby girl I’m so proud of the woman you have become, but now it’s time that you are treasured. I’m going to make it my life mission to make sure every day you wake, knowing you have nothing to fear. I’m your protector. You’ll go to sleep every night satisfied in all ways. Now tell your Daddy you know what it means to be his baby girl.”

  “Yes.” she whimpers.

  Stopping my fingers, I wait for her to come back to me. “Yes, what? Say it.”

  “Yes, Daddy. I’m your baby girl, today and always.”

  “Thank fuck.” Those two words wash over me. I’ve been steadily thrusting my cock against her ass while pumping my fingers into her tight cunt, I pinch her clit with my other hand as soon as I feel my release, timing it perfectly. I spray her back as she coats my hand in her nectar.

  “Scoot forward baby girl.” It takes her a second, but she slowly moves away from me. When she does, I stand and get out of the bathtub, grabbing a towel for me and drying off before getting her out.

  Reaching out my hands to her, I wait for her to accept my help. She does easily and puts her delicate hands in mine. I help her out of the bath and dry her off, making sure to dry every single drop of water off her body.

  Eventually, the towel is on the floor, and my hands are caressing her body. I kneel before her and graze my fingertips up her toned legs. She entwines her fingers in my hair. I kiss my way to her tantalizing pussy. I take a moment to memorize her scent, before tasting her. The moment her nectar hits my tongue, I groan out in ecstasy. Her fingers tighten in my hair, and that bite of pain edges the thought of coming again.

  I lick her pink pussy until the need coursing through me becomes unbearable. I stand quickly and carry her bridal style to the bed before placing her softly on the bed. I immediately cover her body with mine and kiss her senseless. My cock is throbbing, so I lift her legs and wrap them around my waist.

  “Are you ready baby girl? Once I have you there is no going back.”

  “Yes, Daddy. I’m yours.”

  Fuck. Those words will never get old. Sliding into her pussy slowly, she pulls at me. I think of grisly crime scene photos to keep from coming. It’s gruesome, but it does the trick. She moans under me, and I inch forward some more. Once I feel the barrier keeping her from being mine entirely, I surge forward, claiming her. She cries out, so I lean down and kiss her again. I give her a moment to adjust to the invasion of my cock. Once she starts moving, I let go. I pound into her relentlessly until all that I know are her pulsing walls teasing my dick, begging me to come. Visions of her big with my child flood my mind, and all I can focus on is breeding her unprotected pussy.

  “Baby girl, your tight pussy feels so fucking amazing wrapped around me,” I say through clenc
hed teeth.

  “Ooh, Daddy. I feel so full. You are so fucking big.” She starts fucking me back.

  “I am going to breed this pretty pussy. Tie your sexy ass to me forever.” I ground out. My voice sounds like glass.

  “Oh fuck.” She moans out. “I want that. Give me your baby, Daddy. I need it.”

  Damn. This girl is going to fucking kill me. Her sexy moans and the way she’s moving against me threaten my sanity. My brain is on sensory overload. I may be planted deep in her cunt, but my nerve endings are firing everywhere. Amazing doesn’t come close to describing how incredible it is to be inside my baby girl. There are no words.

  “I need to come Daddy. Please help me.”

  I groan at her words, and I speed up my thrusts and thumb her puffy clit until she’s screaming out my name. I come harder and longer than I ever have before. Catching my breath, I look down at the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. My baby girl’s eyes are closed, and she’s got the sweetest smile spread across her face. I lean down and kiss her damp forehead before pulling out of her. She winces in pain, and it’s then that I notice the red tint of our combined release covering her thighs and my dick. I can’t find it in me to feel bad. She is now mine irrevocably.

  Seven

  Erica

  I’ve never been on birth control. I didn’t see the point of taking it if I didn’t need to. I always figured I would get on it when the time came, but then that moment never came. I’m conflicted. This was not the responsible thing to do. Colt and I have just started doing whatever this is yesterday. But when he told me he was my Daddy, and I was his baby girl every doubt left me, and the weight of life didn’t feel so heavy.

  Although I know I should be worried and freaking out that I let him come inside me without a condom, I’m not. I know the kind of man he is, I know that he means what he says. Snuggled up with him, I feel like a dirty princess. He’s made me a woman. The things he said to me while he was inside me, makes me think about how beautiful it’s going to be, to be his.

  I take this time to admire his sleeping form. He has one large and surprisingly calloused hand casually holding my hip, and his legs are tangled up in mine. He’s snoring like a freight train, but that does nothing to deter me from appreciating him.

  He’s more human to me right now than he ever was the years I have worked for him. Even in Caraway county, bad things happen, and as captain, he never shies away from danger. I know his motto must be something like ‘I wouldn’t ask my officers to do something I’m not willing to do myself.’ He is the most handsome man I have seen. His day-old beard is sexy as sin. I wonder if he would consider not shaving? It is cold as hell outside. I begin to lightly trace my fingers over his entire face.

  “Are you ready for round two baby girl?” He says in a gravelly voice, causing me to jump.

  “You scared me Colt.” I chastise the sexy man.

  “Who scared you?” He asks, raising an eyebrow.

  “You. Colt. You’re out of your damn mind if you think I’ll be calling you Daddy anywhere else but in here.” I say, still caressing his face with one hand. He grabs my wrist and turns it, so he can kiss my pulse point.

  “That’s fine baby girl, but know that in this room, I own you.”

  “You own me everywhere, but Daddy is reserved for your ears only.”

  He growls at me and pushes me onto my back. I immediately part my thighs for him, and when he sinks inside me, I feel whole again.

  “I think I need to educate you on what it means to be your Daddy, baby girl.”

  Every time he talks to me like this I lose all train of thought and can only concentrate on the man who is consuming me.

  “Yes, please.” I moan breathlessly.

  “Naughty girls get punished.” He snarls and instantly leaves my aching core. Before I can ask what he’s doing, he’s flipped me on my knees and lined his dick up at my entrance.

  He pushes into me agonizingly slow. So slow that I think I am going to die before he gets all the way in me. Not being able to take it anymore, I push back on him and impale myself. I moan out so long that I am unprepared for the stinging smack he places on my right ass cheek. He quickly does the same on the left, and I am left breathless. I have never been spanked before.

  “I fucking told you baby girl. Naughty girls get punished.”

  If this is a punishment, I will gladly take it. The depth of feeling I have for this man knows no bounds. Though I know, I don’t fully understand it yet. I wriggle myself on him, which prompts him to rain down several more slaps on each cheek.

  “This sexy ass reddens so fucking good baby girl. My handprints will be on you for days. It will be hard for you to sit down.”

  That does things to me. To be marked by him is forthright in my mind. He is still pumping into me when he reaches around to my clit. He pinches my clit just right, and I go off. I come harder than ever before. When he comes inside me, he collapses on top of me and pushes me down into the mattress. He groans as he slips out of my dripping pussy.

  “Baby girl, go back to sleep. It’s still late.” He grumbles and rolls off me, pulling my back to his front. He kisses the back of my head, and I snuggle into him as close as I can.

  “I love you.” He murmurs.

  I stiffen. It has been so long since I’ve heard that.

  “You don’t have to say anything baby girl just know that I do.”

  I have tears in my eyes, and my mind is going a million miles a minute. Before I can formulate a response, he’s softly snoring again.

  ∞∞∞

  I wake up wrapped in the arms of the man who is changing everything I thought my world would be here in Caraway. I no longer feel this emptiness overtaking my soul where only memories of the people I’ve lost live. Instead, he’s filling me up with sweet words and lingering touches. He’s making promises of forever and family with a man that I couldn’t think to dream up myself.

  I manage to scoot out from under him and out of bed. After finishing up in the bathroom, I wash my hands. I look at my reflection in the mirror and while I don’t look any different, other than my hair is in a giant rat’s nest, I feel different. I feel like everything has changed. My life will never be the same again, and there is no going back. Not that I want to. I don’t know exactly what I want, but forward with Colt is the only way I can see this going. When he said to call him Daddy, something inside me snapped. My pussy clenched and wept with every dirty word he spoke. It felt so wrong, dirty and taboo. But it also felt so right. Do all women feel such conflicting emotions after finally sleeping with a man?

  “I missed you baby girl,” Colt says from the doorway, startling me.

  “You scare easily Erica. I don’t like that.”

  “I can’t help it, Colt. I’ve always been that way.”

  “How are you such an enigma to me?”

  “Women should be mysterious, don’t you think?” I say with a bit of sass.

  “I suppose. Do you need a toothbrush or maybe a hairbrush?”

  I look at the bird’s nest that is my hair and my cheeks heat. I try and comb it with my fingers through it, but it’s knotted good and tight.

  “Umm yeah. That would be helpful. You have one?”

  He nods and looks around in the drawers to the left of where I’m standing. “I have tons for any overnight guests I might have.”

  “Oh,” I say with a frown.

  “Don’t be that way baby girl. I haven’t been with anyone since before you started at the precinct. I knew then and there you were the one for me.”

  “That was three years ago, Colt. Do you expect me to believe someone as… as virile as you haven’t slept with a woman in three years?”

  “God’s honest truth baby girl. I was waiting for you to come around to my way of thinking. Your resignation sped that timetable up for me. Thankfully.”

  “I see. About that. How are we supposed to act at work? I still have two weeks left.”

  “As much as I want to cla
im you and shout from the rooftops that you’re my woman, it would be prudent to wait. Your last day is December twenty-third, after that, all bets are off. We will go to dinner at my mom’s on the twenty-fourth and spend a quiet Christmas together.”

  “So, we won’t see each other for two weeks?” I say starting to panic.

  “Fuck no, baby girl. You’ll be in my bed every night. Right where you belong.”

  “Okay, I can live with that,” I say calmly.

  When he moves behind me and hugs me to his chest, I melt against him. My resolve to take this slow is beginning to fade. I know why I won’t make the leap, but one day soon I know he will break down the walls and then I will be truly fucked.

  “Baby girl, I don’t think a brush is going to help what you’ve got going on back here.”

  I laugh. “No?”

  He kisses the top of my head smiling. “No. Get in the shower. I’ll help you get the tangles out.”

  He washes my body and hair, getting all the tangles out gently. He spends the rest of the shower getting me unbelievably dirty. After I’ve lost count of the number of times, my man made me come, my stomach growls.

  “I’m starving Colt. What can I make us? Or should I order out?” I pick through a laundry basket on the floor by the bed. Since it’s folded, I assume it’s clean. I pull on a pair of way too big basketball shorts tying and rolling them. I also grab a Bronco’s t-shirt and a thick pair of his socks.

  “It’s up to you baby girl. Whatever you want. You look hot wearing my clothes.” He says with a big grin.

  “I want to cook for you. Maybe make us some dessert, if you have baking stuff.” I say with a smile.

  “If I don’t have it, make me a list, and I’ll head over to the Quick Mart and get what you need while dinner is cooking.”

  “That sounds good.”

  I make myself at home and get a good look around his kitchen. He has good ingredients in here. I pull together the stuff I need to make Shepherd’s Pie. It’s easy and filling on a cold December night. I make him a small list of baking items I need to make chocolate chip cookies and hand it to him.