‘Tis the season of Wicked Deeds (A Holiday romance Book 1)
‘Tis the season of Wicked Deeds: Chapter 26

Knuckles softly tracing up and down my spine stirs me awake.

It’s midnight when I open my blurry eyes and look at my surroundings. Everything in my room is as is. Warm, cozy, and beautiful. Suddenly, a sensation—rough, familiar fingers—crawls up my back again and I peer over my shoulder.

Dark eyes—laced with dangerous intentions—collide with mine.

“Daddy?”

Those same fingers brush my long hair from my face and over my shoulder. They slowly journey lower and curl around my hip bone, gripping it possessively.

The contact against my naked skin jolts me.

That’s when I notice he’s taken off my panties and I’m nude from the waist down. I’m only in my see-through camisole with thin straps, one falling down my shoulder so low that my right breast is bare. Or maybe it was pulled out judging by the top bunched under it. The dark pink tip is hard and poking, begging for attention.

Like fingers twisting.

Mouth sucking.

Wet tongue swirling.

Kingston’s piercing gaze drifts to it, and he licks his lips hungrily.

Shifting until he’s flush against my back, he studies it under the moonlight filtering in through the floor-to-ceiling glass window. Neither of us whispers a word as his warm breath blows on my arm, teasing and taunting me. He stares so intently at the breast spilling over my camisole’s neckline that my nipple hardens even more.

I arch my chest in a silent invitation.

I shouldn’t.

It’s wrong.

I’m tempting a forbidden beast.

But it’s too late for sanity.

The electric current in the air snaps and he dives for my breast with a deep growl emanating from his chest. Lifting it to his mouth, he wraps as much of his lips around as possible and sucks so hard that his cheeks hollow out.

A dirty squelching noise pierces the air, intertwining and waltzing with my loud moan.

He palms the other, sucking its twin vigorously.

“Daddy!”

Groaning like a starving animal, he circles and licks around it. Slathering them with his saliva until my skin glistens, he lays love bites along the areolas. It stings when he doesn’t pull away after marking them. Instead, he nips at the spot until it’s dark red.

“Daddy?” I whimper, trying to free my tit. “What are you doing?”

“Worshipping my little girl,” he mumbles after letting the nipple go with a crude pop. “You shouldn’t sleep half naked, baby girl. It was so easy to slip your panties down your legs.”

“You should’ve stopped.”

“I was too busy fingering your pussy, baby.”

“Oh God!”

“I thought I was your daddy.” His voice is an angry murmur. “God is about to watch you get fucked like the naughty little cocktease you are.”

Laying me down flat on the bed, he takes my clothed breast in his hot, suctioning mouth. The thin material becomes wet instantly as he continues to suck and pull. His swirling tongue robs me of breath.

“Fuck, I’m obsessed with your fat tits,” he praises in a muffled voice. Straddling my waist, he grinds his cock against my pussy, slipping it between the slit.

He’s also naked.

The knowledge he crept nude into my bed while I slept, and touched me in forbidden places as if my body’s his to command and enjoy, makes my body aflame with the darker side of lust—the side with no boundaries.

It’s alarming and freeing.

It’s what I crave.

Licking a wet path up my neck, his mouth fuses with my panting lips while his hips buck and dry hump violently against my flesh. He fucks me without penetrating, and it’s both frustrating and mind-blowing.

I lift my fingers to touch him, but rough hands stronger than mine capture my wrists and pin them down.

Hating the restraint, I bite his tongue and stop kissing him back defiantly. His soft lips coax mine, but I don’t give in, still refusing. My brattiness makes his cock jerk and pulse against my clit.

He lifts his head, glaring down at me, and arches one brow. “Does my baby girl want to play rough?”

My eyes say always while my lips utter, “No, Daddy, I just want to touch you.”

“Good girls listen to Daddy, and right now, I want to hold you down and taste you all over. Your tits, your lips, your belly. Then, I want to drink my favorite flavor straight from your pussy, fuck your ass with my tongue, and I need you to lie there and take it.”

I swear his erotic words put me under a spell. My body listens to them like the command they are, and I relax my limbs, succumbing to my daddy’s power.

When his mouth crashes on mine again, I allow his tongue to invade and touch every dark corner. He rewards me with a pleased moan and grinds his entire length between my dripping folds.

“You’re soaking wet for Daddy,” he mumbles against my lips. “Did you know I’ll be horny and will need a ride in your sweet, tight cunt?”

“Yes, Daddy.” I roll my hips, meeting his thrusts. Both of us let out a gratifying sound. “I was waiting for you but then I fell asleep.”

“You still slept like the dead, even though you know I’ll come to take a pound of your flesh, and teach your pussy it belongs to Daddy?” He takes my cami between his hands and rips down the middle, roughly scolding, “Then sleep naked. You know I hate it when there’s anything between my cock and your holes. I need access at all fucking times.”

“Sorry, Daddy. I’ll remember that starting tomorrow,” I promise, playing with my breasts. “No clothes around you.”

“Push them together, baby girl.” His untamed eyes watch my hands press my breasts together, rubbing and sliding. Bending down at lightning speed, he bites the nipples and pulls tormentingly with his teeth.

Always so rough and unhinged.

Soothing my sore breasts with a lick, his tongue travels lower. Peppering my skin with kisses and nips, he dips his tongue into my belly button until I squirm. All the different sensations swirl together, and an ache builds in my core.

Sensing it, his mouth wastes no time latching onto my pussy. He coaxes my clit from its hood, tonguing it like a madman. My juices make a mess of his chin. As promised, he drinks them straight from my entrance.

“Drip on Daddy’s tongue,” he utters with a filthy grin. “Give me more, little girl.”

I lace my fingers in his silky strands and pull when he stiffens his tongue and forces it into my empty hole.

“Ahh… Daddy.”

He hums and wiggles the tip until I gush more arousal. Raising my ass in the air, he thrusts his tongue into my asshole next. The illicitness of his mouth on such a forbidden spot catapults my orgasm through my bloodstream and I can’t stop it.

He keeps kissing and sucking through my climax.

Eating my cunt and ass with raw hunger.

I keep crying his name, riding the wave, craving more. His grip and mouth vanish. My ass lands on the bed.

“Daddy needs your sweet pussy, baby.” His tone is on edge and guttural.

“Okay.” I bend my knees, raise them, and spread my thighs as wide as I can. “Take it, Daddy. It’s yours.”

He isn’t satisfied and pushes against them harder until my small body is folded in half with my knees beside my head. The position gives him full access, leaving both my pussy and asshole vulnerable for a brutal pounding.

He surprises me by thrusting two thick fingers in my cunt and scissoring them, loosening my hole. Soon, two digits become three, and I’m fighting to maintain my position.

Because he loves to torment me, he angles his hand and slams against my G-spot.

I lose all semblance of sanity.

“Show Daddy how this pussy of yours squirts for him,” he commands, quickening the pace of his thrusts so fast that his wrist is a blur. “Let it happen and soak the sheets, baby. Daddy will lick them clean.”

“Oh… Ahh!”

A fourth finger joins the previous three, but my entrance fights the stress.

“Stretch for Daddy, Twinkle,” he murmurs. “You’ve already taken my cock; you can take four fingers. Relax.”

“I’m-m trying.”

“Who’s my good girl?”

“I am, Daddy.” His filthy talk distracts me enough for his fingers to slide in. First to the knuckle, making me bite my lip, then deeper until they find my G-spot. Hooking them inside me expertly, he bangs my pussy repeatedly without mercy.

His merciless thrusts continue ruthlessly until my body’s needs take over, and I squirt, shouting, “Daddy! Oh… Daddy!”

The stream keeps flowing, gushing like a waterfall. And while I’m soaring, his massive cock as thick and steely as a rod, thrusts into my spasming hole.

“Fuck! baby girl, take my dick,” he barks, still forcing his shaft into my channel and then pounding it with all his strength. I keep squirting shamelessly, drenching his abs and chest. “Yeah… make a mess. Mark Daddy as yours.”

When he takes hold of my thighs, I scratch my nails down his arms and his torso mindlessly.

He grunts savagely.

“Keep your pussy all for me; I’ll keep drilling it day and night.”

“Yes, Daddy. Use me for your pleasure.”

“I’m hungry for more tonight, baby,” he rasps harshly, pushing my hair back and covering my soft curves with his hard muscles. “I won’t be satisfied with your cunt. Daddy’s going to claim your virgin ass.”

“But it’s going to hurt, Daddy.”

“Only the first time.” Pistoning his cock in and out, he coaxes, “But don’t you love it when I bring you pleasure through pain? Aren’t you my little painslut?”

“I’m whatever you want.”

“Then beg and say, ‘Daddy, please fuck my virgin ass and make it hurt.’”

I swallow, struggling to whisper past the moans. His cock keeps spearing me with vicious strokes, using my hole like a cocksleeve.

“Beg.”

“Please fuck my virgin ass and make it hurt, Daddy.”

He yanks his shaft from my slippery pussy no sooner than the words are out. Spanking my clit hard with the moist crown of his dick, he flicks his chin. “Bring me your vibrator.”

Turning onto my stomach, I crawl toward the nightstand and pull out the toy from the top drawer. Lying on my back, I pass it to his waiting hand.

Rubbing the sleek toy on my moist slit, he lubes it up and teases me at the same time. Without warning, he turns it on and presses hard against my clit. The vibrations raise my hips off the bed as I throw my head back, moaning in pleasure.

Distracted by the vibrations, I feel his fingers rim my puckered hole a little too late. Rolling the toy down my folds, he thrusts it into my pussy at the same time he slides one knuckle into my wet and asshole.

The feeling of being full in both holes drives my lust higher.

I hiss when he withdraws from both and my hooded eyes snap open when I watch him put the toy in his mouth and suck my arousal off it. Leaning over, he shoves his fingers past my shocked lips. “Taste how much you love Daddy’s fingers in your ass.”

Thrusting them in and out, he pushes the vibrator in my pussy again with his other hand and switches it on to max speed. My back arches off the bed and I choke on his fingers. He presses them deeper until I retch, spit dripping out of my mouth.

“Look at you, making a mess,” he taunts.

I moan around his hand and suck on his fingers. Rolling my hips, I fuck myself with the toy wreaking havoc inside my pussy.

He pulls it out and trails lower, driving it into my gaping ass.

The pressure maddens me, especially as my hole fights the large, unknown object. My head shakes as he invades and thrusts the toy past the puckered skin. I throb around it, trying to pull my mouth off his fingers so I can breathe through the intense stretching.

He hooks one finger in my cheek and thrusts them in, growling, “Keep sucking.”

Meanwhile, he plays my body with the toy until I’m mindless and whimpering. I lose count of his thrusts by the time he yanks it out.

His muscular chest blankets mine, spreading me wide as he wedges his hips between my legs. Licking the corner of my mouth, he whispers, “Look at Daddy.”

I slowly gaze into his warm eyes and sigh when his hands roam over my body before sliding between us. I shudder when he circles the head of his cock against my ass. I’m no longer scared of it. I just desperately need him inside me.

To make my body come alive.

Ruthlessly claim my virginity.

To make me his.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he commands, on edge and mirroring my lust. The moment my ankles lock on the top of his ass and my arms around his shoulders, he thrusts into me. His rough exhale flutters my hair as he fits the crown past my clenched muscles. “Fuck!”

I bite my lip, tasting my tears.

Pulling out, he slowly slips in, feeding me more inches of his thickness. I gasp when his piercing hits just right. Our eyes stay locked, getting off on the desire reflecting in them.

Widening my thighs even further until I’m at his mercy, he withdraws and rams his cock deeper. I’m so embarrassingly soaked and stretched, there’s no resistance.

I’m his for the taking as hard and rough as he wants.

“Your body knows who it belongs to,” he grunts, retreating to the tip and plunging impossibly deep. He doesn’t stop until every single inch of this massive dick is inside and his balls lay heavily against my asshole.

“Oh fuck!” I cry out, impaled and pinned down with his cock and weight. He angles his hip while buried inside and I moan. “Please. Ahh.”

It hurts in the most magnificent way possible.

I feel owned.

Possessed.

The burn of his length mixes with the pleasure when his thumb circles my clit. Flicking it teasingly, he pulls out and thrusts viciously, shunting my body up the bed.

“Daddy!”

“Yes! Scream my name. Daddy’s perfect little whore,” he rasps, his thrusts picking up speed. “Taking his cock in her tight virgin ass.”

“Harder, Daddy.”

Sitting up, he throws my legs over his shoulders, raises my hips off the bed, and fills me in one rough stroke.

I see stars.

The fucking galaxy.

“More,” I beg.

“Want it harder, little anal slut?” he taunts, pistoning his shaft in and out. I twist and turn, shaking violently as he soars my body to new heights. “Cry for me. Choke Daddy’s dick.”

My asshole accepts every brutal thrust.

He keeps pumping like a savage.

Suddenly, he abruptly pulls out and flips me onto all fours. His favorite position. Yanking me up with a fist in my hair, his free hand circles my throat and he fucks me for his pleasure.

Our skin slaps together.

Obscenely.

Erotically.

“Fuck! No one takes my cock like you do, baby girl,” he groans, licking my jaw. “Like you’re hungry for it. How is Daddy supposed to resist your sweet pussy and little asshole?”

“You don’t have to,” I half sob, half moan. “It’s yours, Daddy. My pussy and ass are yours to fuck.”

Throwing me down onto my stomach, he lands on my back and grinds deep into my channel. The piercings give pleasure while his thickness delivers pain. The two begin to blur until I don’t know which one I love more.

“You’re so big, Daddy,” I cry. “It hurts.”

He goes wild.

Thrusting.

Pounding.

Spanking my ass.

“Do you love the sting my cock inflicts? That I’m fucking your ass like it’s been taking me for years? That I didn’t just break it in tonight? You’re going to be feeling me for weeks, little girl.” Biting my ear harshly, he growls, “That’s how unhinged I am screwing your tight little hole.”

“I’m coming! I’m coming,” I moan, throwing my head back. “Daddy! I’m coming.”

“Come, baby.” His thumb finds my clit and strums it in tune with my spasming pussy. “Give Daddy your sweet cum.”

Rapture dominates my whole being as I ride the powerful orgasm.

Daddy’s thrusts harden, signaling his climax. I fist the sheets and arch my hips so he can push deeper.

“Fill me up,” I purr. “I need your cum.”

“You need it, huh?” he mocks. “You need my cum, baby? All of it?”

“Yes, please.”

“Where?”

“In my ass, Daddy.”

“Then milk my cock. Earn my cum.” He slams raggedly, groaning and grunting above me. I clench my muscles around his pulsing shaft. His hips buck thrice more before he pins me down and growls, “Have it, baby girl. Don’t miss a single drop.”

Hot semen shoots inside my walls.

His cock keeps swelling and spurting, flooding my ass so much that there’s no way I can keep it all in until my ass and the sheets are messy.

Breathing harshly, he stays on top, crushing me beneath him. He doesn’t pull out until his dick is semi hard and I hiss, in a little pain, as he slips out.

Soft lips press a soothing kiss along my spine.

Calloused fingers trace to my ass and pull apart my cheeks, studying the damage. I think he fucked my asshole harder than he has my pussy. Not that I’m complaining, because I loved every second of it.

Yes, it hurt like a bitch.

But in the end, I came wantonly.

“Push my cum out, baby.”

His unexpected dirty command stills me and I clench. “What?”

“Do it,” he deviously orders, rubbing the crown of his cock. “Squirt it out.”

I breathe roughly and shut my eyes to obey him. A squelching noise pierces the air and Daddy groans, encouraging for more.

As soon as I’ve done it again, the mattress dips beside my head and he pulls my head up by my hair. I shyly meet his gaze. So salacious, even in the dark.

“Clean Daddy’s cum-slicked cock, baby girl.”

He waits for me to do the crude task. It only makes me hotter. I stretch my tongue out and lick his soaked shaft while keeping my gaze pinned to his. My humiliation is his kryptonite.

“Such a good baby,” he hums as I suckle on the head after licking every single drop. One last suck, I let his cock drop and swallow the lingering taste of us.

“Fuck!” curses Kingston, lying down next to me and panting hard.

I peer at him, feeling utterly satisfied. I’ve never known roleplay could be so exciting and filthy. “That was hot.”

“For a minute, I thought you were really asleep.”

“I was,” I whisper, a little embarrassed and turned on.

Kingston stills.

I was waiting for him but the activities from the day pulled me into a slumber. When I came to and breathed in his scent, I wasn’t scared or panicked. I submerged deeper into the scene.

He reads my face intensely. His silence is unnerving me. Maybe he thinks we went too far. Or that my fantasies are too much. Even for him.

I’m about to apologize when he speaks up, and what he says is not what I expected.

“You trust me that much, Twinkle?” His voice is the gentlest timbre I’ve ever heard.

“Yes, King.” The answer slips immediately without a slither of doubt. Scooting closer to him, I cup his square jaw and brush my thumb against the corner of his mouth. “I trust you implicitly. No matter what.”

So much so that I’ve let you in deeper than I intended to.