He grinned as he followed orders and stopped when he felt my hand on his hip. Sitting up, I grabbed his other hip and backed him up toward me, his sweet ass on display in a gorgeous pair of open back panties with delicate strips of lace curved around his sexy little bubble butt like the straps on a jock. But goddamn, this was no jock.
I ran my hands up his sides and back down, loving everything I was seeing so much I needed to see more. “Spread those legs for me, sweetheart. There you go. Oh, you’re so pretty. Bend over for Daddy.”
When he did, I was surprised yet again when I saw his shiny hole, lubed and prepped for my cock. “You got yourself ready for Daddy already. Such a good boy. So pretty. Your pucker is glistening for me. Relax your hole. Fuck, baby. You’re the prettiest Christmas present I’ve ever gotten.”
His whispered, “Thank you, Daddy,” was music to my ears as I turned him around to face me.
“Mmm, I need in that hole, boy.”
“Yes, please.”
“So good for me.” I lay back down, pulling him on top of me and gripping his neck to pull him down so I could make use of his mouth. As my tongue delved languidly between his lips, he opened for me, moaning. Damn, he felt so good, smelled amazing, and somehow looked prettier every day he woke up beside me. “How the fuck did I get so lucky, baby? You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
“Thank you, Daddy. I love you so much.”
“I love you too, sweetheart.”
His soft, happy smile made my heart swell in my chest. I reached blindly for the nightstand, grabbed the bottle of lube, and squirted some into my palm, adjusting Sanders enough to reach my cock and lube up for my boy’s sweet hole.
“Mmm, by far the best gift I’ve ever gotten for Christmas. Sit on Daddy’s cock, baby.”
It must have been the day for surprises because instead of facing me and straddling my hips, he turned his back to me and lowered himself down on my cock, reverse cowboy style. Being able to watch his beautiful, pink, puckered hole grow wide as he took my cock deep inside him nearly had me blowing my load. But when he started rolling his hips my eyes rolled back in my head, and I gripped his hips, feeling the muscles bunch under my hands as he began a steady pace, his body undulating so beautifully it was like a dance. Such fluid grace.
“Fuck, so good. Oh god, baby, I’m not gonna last.”
I gripped his hips harder, and he leaned forward a bit more, grasping my shins to take some of his weight as he fucked back on my cock, his pace increasing. I heard his breath sawing in and out, and little moans and whimpers were escaping, but not being able to wrap my arms around him and jack his sexy dick through those hot little panties wasn’t working for me.
I gripped his hips tighter and a little mewling sound escaped him. “Shh, shh. I know what you need.”
I pulled him off my cock and got up on my knees before I settled him right back where he’d been, this time sitting on my spread thighs. He cried out as my cock slid in to the hilt, deeper than it had been before. The pleasure was immense, and I could tell he felt the same as he reached his arms behind me and ran them through my hair as I latched onto his neck, sucking, licking, and biting him on one of his favorite spots.
He ground his ass down on my cock, and I lifted us both up so I could hold him tight to my chest while I fucked into him with abandon. He leaned his head back on my shoulder, hands still in my hair as a litany of words escaped his lips. “Daddy, yes, yes, yes. Mmm. Fuck. So good.”
I slid an arm around his body and ran my hand over his silk-and-lace-covered cock. He let out a cry as I slipped my hand under the fabric and started to fuck into my fist, then fuck back on my cock, not knowing which he wanted more.
“Let me do the work, baby boy. Daddy knows what you need. Relax in my arms.”
He immediately became more pliant and gave himself over to me as he loved to do. His mewls of pleasure, his whimpering moans, and his sweet, whispered words of love brought me so close, I couldn’t stop myself from pounding my boy’s ass hard, gripping his cock tight in my fist as I brought us both to climax, spurting in his ass as it clamped down on my cock, his seed spilling over my hand.
As we rode out our orgasms together, I sat back on my heels again, taking his weight. He made a hum of approval and ground his ass into me, my cock still hard but so damn sensitive I had to still his movements, chuckling. “My naughty little boy. God, you make me so happy. Thank you for my very first Christmas gift of the day.”
He giggled, straight up giggled, and turned to nuzzle into my neck, giving me every bit of his weight. As my cock softened and slipped from his body, I turned him as I lay back, pulling him on top of me. He gazed down at me, and I clasped his cheeks in my palms. “You’ve made me happier than I’ve ever been in my life, sweetheart. I love you so much.”
His sweet grin prompted one from my own lips as we gazed at each other. “I love you too, Daddy. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, more than I could have ever thought to ask for.”
“You deserve all that and more, and you’ll have it. I promise.”
He hummed in contentment, boneless on top of me. I knew if I let him drift off, we wouldn’t get up for another few hours, so I leaned over to the nightstand again and pulled open the drawer, jostling him enough to elicit a grumpy, pouty noise that was too adorable for words. “Don’t go to sleep on me, baby. I have a little surprise adventure planned for us today.”
That perked him right up. “You do? But… it’s Christmas. We’re going to see my mom with Matt and Jessica. Is this why your parents left yesterday instead of today?”
“No. They knew they’d see us on New Year’s, and they wanted to give us our first Christmas Eve alone since you moved in.”
He hummed and gave me a kiss. It hadn’t taken long for me to convince my boy to move in with me, but that six months had felt like forever. “Anyway, I didn’t change our plans because they work perfectly with my own. Now, come on. We have to get up and get showered before I can give this to you.”
“Give what to me?” He looked around and realized I had an envelope in my hand. “Oh, lemme see.”
“Uh-uh. Not yet. You need to do what Daddy said and get up to share a shower with me before I make us Christmas breakfast.”
I just smirked at his pout, and he was off me with a bit of a huff, walking into our bathroom with a little sway to his hips. I couldn’t keep from groaning as I saw my seed slide down his inner thigh. Fuck, this boy slayed me. But what a way to go.
Once he knew I had something planned, he made quick work of our shower and helped me make breakfast. I’d never seen him eat so fast in my life and couldn’t stop a chuckle as he put the last dish in the dishwasher, brought the door up, and bumped it closed with his hip. “Okay, ready, Daddy!”
Smirking at him, I wandered closer and gave him a soft, slow kiss. The dazed look in his eyes when I pulled away had me smiling down at his beautiful face. I held up the pretty envelope, waving it in front of him. “Do you want to know what your first surprise is?”
He snatched the envelope out of my hands, nearly vibrating with excitement. I raised a brow as he made a move to open it. He looked properly chastised without even a word spoken. I snorted at him and he grinned, ripping it open in excitement. His brows furrowed as he stared at the note I’d written. I gently pulled the note from his hands and gave him a soft kiss. “Can I read it to you?”