Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
They spend a few minutes reminiscing about the past before Petra yawns.
“All of this excitement has winded me,” she says with a small smile. “I’ll leave you two to enjoy the evening. Merry Christmas, Christian.”
I smile. “Merry Christmas, Petra.”
While Eden helps Petra to her room, I begin picking up the stray wrapping paper. I’m just about finished when Eden returns.
“I think she really liked it,” Eden says, plopping down on the couch.
Dimming the lights, I leave only the tree and the gas fireplace on for ambience.
“I believe the word she used was ‘love’.” I sit down beside her and tease my arm around her shoulders.
“She did, didn’t she?” Eden practically melts against me. “I’m just glad she’s having a nice Christmas.”
“Seems like someone else is having a nice Christmas, too.” I’m acutely aware of the placement of her hand on my thigh.
“I’m having the best Christmas, Daddy,” she says, grinning. “What about you?”
“If you’re happy I’m happy. Although…”
She squints at me.
“What is it?”
I free my arm from around her shoulders and dig around in my pocket until I find the small box I’m looking for. I present it to Eden, who shoots me a confused look.
“But we agreed we’d only open one present each,” she says.
“I know. But this present is special, so it deserves to be the exception.”
“Fine.” She pouts, taking the box.
My heart hammers as she pries open the lid to reveal a platinum ring with five diamonds arranged to look like flowers.
Eden’s mouth drops open.
“Is this… No.” She shakes her head, smiling shyly. “Sorry, for a second I thought this was an engagement ring.”
“It is, Eden,” I say, my voice deadly serious.
Her throat shifts as she swallows. “Oh…”
“Baby girl, I could do the respectable thing and wait ‘til my divorce goes through to ask you to be my wife, but it would only be a formality. I know what I want, and that’s you, by my side, on my lap, and in my bed. Forever.”
Her silence has my pulse sprinting like a goddamn cheetah on steroids.
“Eden, you are the smartest, kindest, most beautiful, sexy, selfless woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. I love you more than I ever thought possible. I want to spend every minute of the rest of my life making you the happiest woman—and baby girl—in the world.”
Tears collect on her eyelashes as she tries not to cry. I’m on the brink of losing my composure as well as my fucking mind when she finally nods her head.
“Yes. Yes, Daddy, I’ll marry you.”
I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my face. She climbs onto my lap and presses her face to the crook of my neck.
“I’m…so…happy,” she sobs.
“Hold on, baby.” I laugh, easing her back a little bit. “Let me put the ring on you.”
She wipes the tears from her cheeks and then holds out her left hand for me. I grasp it gently, pressing a kiss to her finger before sliding the ring on.
“It’s a perfect fit,” she whispers, looking at the ring in awe.
“Because you’re perfect.”
I cup her cheek and kiss her lips, intending to keep things chaste and sweet. But as soon as she opens her mouth, my tongue seeks hers out. Reaching around to grasp her backside, I pull her tight against my lap. She moans into my mouth.
“Mmph. Daddy, I want you.”
“I want you too, baby girl.”
She grinds her warm core against my growing erection. I know I should probably insist that we take this to the bedroom, but the thought of waiting another second to get my hands on her feels like too much.
“Hold on tight,” I rasp.
Grasping her ass firmly, I push up from the couch and maneuver us onto the rug. The twinkling Christmas lights bathe Eden’s face and hair in a warm glow.
“Since Daddy gave you an extra early Christmas gift, I think it’s only fair if you give me one, too. Right baby?”
She whimpers as I plant kisses all over her neck and jaw.
“Yes, Daddy,” she answers breathlessly. “I’ll give you whatever you want.”
I tease the waistband of her jeans.
“Whatever I want?”
She nods.
“In that case, I want your legs hooked over my shoulders and your pretty pussy grinding against my face. Think you can handle that, baby?”
Eden reaches for the button on her jeans. “I might need your help, Daddy.”
“Sure, baby.” I make quick work of unzipping her fly and pulling off her jeans and panties.
Once she’s bare from the waist down, I take a second to marvel at her body.
“Spread those creamy thighs for me, baby girl.” My cock throbs in my pants at the sight of her pussy glistening under the warm holiday lights. “Now that is what I want for Christmas.”
I dance my fingers along her inner thighs, making her gasp and whimper. Her petal-pink pussy is on full display, leaking and pulsing, making my mouth water with desire. I run my thumb over her wet slit.