Page 33 of A Daddy for Christmas 3: Rowan

I push him gently onto the bed, straddle, and lean over him, my hands on either side of his head. “You could have fooled me.”

“I haven’t, I was just getting carried away with how sexy you are.”

“When I say ‘bah humbug’?”

“Yes. It’s like you have a permanent aura of desire around you. Just being close to you turns me on.”

I arch an eyebrow and then kiss him slowly, taking my time to use my tongue to play with his. “Being close to you turns me on.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes.”

“We should do something about that, Daddy.”

“Got any ideas?”

“Sex.”

I laugh and kiss him again. “I thought you weren’t horny?”

“I didn’t say I wasn’t horny. I said I wasn’t always as horny as I was last night, in the car.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive. But I have to make the most of being in this hotel room with you, don’t I?”

“We’re spending Christmas together, aren’t we?”

“Yes, and I’ll make the most of that, too.”

I kiss him again, because fuck knows I’m horny for him, too. With any luck, this hotel room’s going to be so hot it’s steaming.

“You said you were all right with having your arse spanked during sex?”

“Yes, Daddy. As long as it’s not too hard.”

I rest my forearms on the bed, so my chest is hovering over his, and my nose is almost touching his. “Then here’s what I’m going to do, boy.”

Anticipation makes his eyes gleam.

“I’m going to blindfold you.”

He shivers and licks his lips.

“And I’m going to warm you up, and then fuck you hard from behind, while I spank your arse. How does that sound, boy?”

“Perfect, Daddy.”

“I’m probably going to edge you, too. I might pull out of you completely and make you wait for more.”

“Make me beg?”

I smile. “Yes, boy. I’ll make you beg for your Daddy’s cock. You won’t come until I tell you to, will you?”

“No, Daddy.”

“Good.” I stand up.