Page 11 of Snow Cam Do

I can’t lie to him and let him think he’s breeding me. Even if it’s just heat of the moment sex talk. I have to tell him the truth.

“Um, no. You can’t get me pregnant tonight, Eco. I’ve got an IUD.” My heart freezes in my chest, waiting for his reaction. A flash of irritation crosses his dark eyes, but it’s gone before I can be certain.

“Good girl, telling me the truth. We’ll deal with the contraption in the way of my seed soon. Tonight, you’ve made me very happy. My honest, truth-telling baby doll. Climb up here onto your throne, princess.”

His pet names for me make me feel like the most cherished woman on earth. He doesn’t wait for me to stand. Instead, he slides his hands around me and lifts me to my feet, pulling me down to straddle his legs with his erection jutting between us like a flagpole.

His hands wrap around me to pull me against him, his shaft splitting my lower lips to either side of it. Together, we grind his thick column against my clit until my head drops back on my shoulders from the bliss of it.

“It’s time to clear away the very last naughties, so you can be Santa Daddy’s one and only best good girl.” He helps me rise high enough from his lap to notch the broad head of his cock at my entrance.

Gravity provides the assist as he pushes inside me. It takes several deep breaths and his rough fingers pinching and rolling my clit to get me fully seated on his girth.

“You were right. It fits!” I smile with the triumph of taking him so deep, and he grins back at me. It’s the happiest I’ve seen him look, and right in this second, I commit myself to giving him this carefree joy as often as possible.

“Like I told you, princess, my cock is your throne. You come sit on it anytime you need to feel my love.” His hips buck up into me slightly with every word. His promise is enough to have me spiraling to the very edge of sanity.

“You really mean it?” The neediness in my plea is obvious, but I’m too far gone to be embarrassed.

“That I love you? How could I not, sweet girl? Now, come for me. Right now.” His fingers pinch my clit just as he thrusts into me hard enough to bounce his heavy balls against my ass. It’s the last key I need to unlock the wildest orgasm of my life. On and on, the feeling of being shattered like a snowball hitting the side of a barn blasts through me, but the warmth of his love pulls all the droplets of me back together.

As the crests of my orgasm finally wane, he’s stills deep inside me, and I feel the hot, wet eruption of his cum surging against my cervix. His fierce glare as each throb paints my inside with his seed renews his vow to breed me as soon as he can. I…don’t hate the idea.

As we settle back to ourselves, Eco pulls me tight to his chest and rocks me like a baby. The slowing thud of his heart is at odds with his still impossibly hard thickness crammed inside me, but I like it.

“I mean it, you know. I wasn’t living until I got on that elevator with you the other day. Sure, I was going through the motions. I even obsessed over how much I wanted you. But I didn’t think it could ever happen. Didn’t imagine you’d be interested in a torn up old asshole like me. Figured my need to control you would destroy any chance of you wanting me like I want you.”

His fingers thread through my hair, working through the sweaty tangles from our lovemaking. I think I could stay exactly like this forever, sticky mess and all, because I’m in his arms.

“Still can’t believe you puzzled out who was behind buying your website and coming up with that stupid contract.”

“It’s not stupid, Daddy. Don’t say that. You put everything in there to take care of me without hardly expecting anything back for yourself.” I’ve never known anyone as selfless as my Eco. He scoffs, but I shush him.

“I needed somebody to take care of me. To look out for my best interests and not make me feel icky about it. You showed up like a hero or a white knight or something.”

The look of shock on his face makes me giggle. Okay, maybe white knight is a bit of a stretch. He’s pretty perverted for white knight status. But he’s mine.

“I love you, Eco. Sir. Mr. Not-So-Sweet Sugar Daddy.” I grind down on his still hard cock, swiveling my hips and rocking my clit against his solid base. Just like that, talking time is done, and this princess gets to remind her daddy exactly how much she likes sitting on her throne.

Epilogue

13 months later

Eco

Iwasted no time getting the fucking IUD out of my little doll and knocking her up. Pretty much as soon as she met the other wives and told them how often I threatened to drag her to the doctor and have it pulled out, she was convinced. I’m still not positive about what they said to tip the scales. Feeling my unborn daughter’s foot press back against my palm where it rests on Greer’s tummy, I’m thankful.

Greer’s asleep in my arms, exhausted from growing an entire person inside her. I try to keep my lust at bay, especially now that she’s deep in the third trimester and I know she’s even more tired than before. I can only keep so much control of my dick, though, and the fucker’s hard and ready where its tucked between her plump ass cheeks.

“Mmm, Santa Daddy, is it time to get rid of my naughties?” Only my filthy little doll would wake up from a nap already halfway slid into the same holiday role play that brought her to me.

We married only weeks after she found me in my penthouse, the ceremony taking place on Christmas Eve with a justice of the peace standing in the open doorway of the elevator where we met. Don’t ask me why. It was the only demand my baby doll made, so of course, I made it happen.

Tonight marks a year to the day since I legally made her mine, though we both agree that, contractually, she’s been mine since she signed the dotted line to become my exclusive cam girl. At the time, I thought being her only patron would be the best I could hope for, but as Greer likes to tell me, ‘snow cam do, Daddy.’

Which is fine. I like it when her shows are in person better, anyway. She may be my baby, and I may be the one in control nearly all of the time, but the real truth is, Greer is my heart and soul. Her strength and courage are what took our relationship off screen and into a happily ever after I never believed I could have.

“Yeah baby, it’s time to make sure you’re still on the nice list. Roll over and let Santa Daddy double check.”