Patrick in a short santa dress plus xmas lingerie
This morning, I woke up to Pete nibbling behind my ear and repeating "I love yous" until I returned him the favor and we kissed with passion, but then Pete's phone rang and that ended the moment, but my mood wasn't ruined and so now I'm getting Pete's attention and finishing this up slowly.
I looked at Pete and he looked at me. He was sitting on the sofa and focusing his attention on me brought a smile upon his face.
I brace myself and lift up my red skirt, previewing my black pair of panties underneath.
"Well! I hope someone hasn't been naughty," Pete bites on his fingernail and I blush lightly, strutting to his direction.
I kneel down once I meet him and he clicks his tongue, waiting for me to act.
I clasp my fingers onto the waist of his pants, biting my lip as I do so. Pete is only staring back into my eyes, his mouth agape and his anticipation tangible through his body.
"Uh, Patrick..."
I begin to drag my fingers down his thighs, until revealing his boxers. I free his ankles from the pants and kick them to the side. Now impatient and determined, Pete knocks down my Santa hat to grasp at my hair.
"Fuck! Blow me, baby." Without wasting time, I slide Pete's boxers down to the floor and sit up, remaining on my knees and reaching forward, mouth-first.
Pete moans with satisfaction as my tongue massages his length, blowing hot air to please him. He praises me by moaning my name and caressing my cheek with a hand while the other tugs me forward by the hair.
"Okay st-stop," Pete groans and I hesitate, wanting him to cum.
"Don't be so greedy, enough," Pete warns with a louder voice. Although aroused by this, I stop, looking at him with innocent eyes.
"What did I do wrong, Daddy?" I ask with a fingertip in my mouth.
"It was just a warning baby, don't worry. You better listen to Daddy exactly when he says, okay? Don't force me to punish you when you've been so good all year, okay?" Pete warns again and I nod.
"Mmhm." I then bite my bottom lip and moan.
"Come sit on Daddy's lap, my baby boy," Pete tells me and I obey instantly, although its nearly impossible to not sit on his hard on.
Pete's hands support my back as he looks into my eyes with enchantment; they trail down to my dress and one hand lifts up the skirt from the rear.
"Daddy, kiss me," I beg with my hands desperately hanging on to his shoulders.
Pete kisses me with passion, roughening up as I moan only to feed my desire. He grasps at a cheek and I gasp, granting his tongue access into my mouth. He pants heavily and I moan weakly; this continues for a minute.
"Why don't you tell Daddy what you want him to do, huh? Maybe you'll get what you want, Princess."
"I... I want Daddy to kiss me while he lets me ride his cock..." I begin, with a red face as Pete listens.
"Yes, what else, Princess?" Pete whispers in my ear, nearly biting the skin behind it.
"...then I want him to carry me to his bedroom where he turns off the lights and throws me on the bed and..." I pause, thinking about said scenario and biting my lip for a second. "...And take my dress off of me and lick my chest and kiss all over my body. Then I want him to turn me around to fuck me until I can't walk," I resist the urge to moan aloud as Pete locates my panties and tugs at the elastic.
"I think I can make that happen early, for you," Pete slithers his tongue up my neck and exhales a smirk.
"And to finish off, I want Daddy to hug me until I fall asleep with him," I blush as Pete flashes me a smile.
"Of course he will, honey," Pete coos against my throat and begins kissing it, easing me to sink into his arms.
"Alright, Princess, here's your gift," Pete pulls my panties down and starts the kissing.
"You want easy or rough?" Pete growls.
"Rough, Sir."
Pete smirks wide and licks three fingers. I feel them being inserted and grimace at the aching.
"Shh... You wanted this, Princess."
I grunt as he moves them in and out, then they're gone and I suck in a breath as his cock replaces his fingers.
"Agh! Fuck... Sir!" I exclaim in a moan. Pete grins with white teeth and growls softly before he attracts his lips to mine.
"Ride me, baby boy," Pete moans and with given permission, I slide my hips back and forth, grinding my body over Pete's. As a response, his grip on my waist strengthens and he moans low into my lips, lazily kissing them.
"Mmm, baby... Gonna fuck you so hard. Let you take my cock and make you scream my name like the slutty baby boy you are, Patrick."
"Sir! C-close...!" I squirm on his lap and lose patience as precum drips from my tip. Pete ignores this and continues seducing me with his lips and the constant touching of my lower body.
"Cum for me, Princess," Pete instructs and exerts himself from me. He takes my member and lowers his head, raising his palm and licking my cum as I finally release.
"What do you say?" Pete hints as his palm rubs my stomach. I'm resting the back of my head against his chest as we remain sitting on the couch.
"But Daddy, I still want more. You promised..." I remind him breathily.
"Now, baby, we don't wanna get greedy, do we? You know Daddy wouldn't be very happy," Pete warns, but I don't care. I shrug my shoulders and with a smirk, dismiss said consequence.
"Daddy wouldn't punish his little Princess. He knows I'm an innocent angel," I bat my eyelashes.
"Does he now?" Pete smirks now - I feel the curve of his lips on my neck.
"Mmhm. Daddy won't punish me. He knows how nice and good I am to him," I say with pride.
"But Daddy also knows how manipulative and persuasive you are, honey; when you've misbehaved and when you were bad. So Daddy wants you to say you're sorry for breaking his rules and for the times you were naughty this year, okay?" Pete sugarcoats his voice and massages my arm.
"You can't make me," I scoff and then cross my arms, standing up.
"Can't make you what? Resist wanting to be fucked by me?" Pete grins now, standing up as well.
He grabs my ass from behind and I moan out. My hips are held and my feet are lifted from the ground, so I wrap my legs around Pete.
"What are you gonna do now?" I ask with a seducing voice. Pete gives me a light spank and I bite my lip to mute my excitement.
"Why don't we go to the bedroom where you'll find out?" Pete hints and with a purr from my mouth, he carries me to his room.
Merry belated Christmas!!!
