Page 19 of Dark Christmas
He pushes in deeper, inch by inch, and I can feel every part of him stretching me out, filling me completely. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before, his cock so thick and hard, gliding inside me with ease.
I’m on the verge of begging for more. I gasp as he bottoms out, his body pressing against mine, and I let my hands fall to his gorgeous, sculpted ass, squeezing as I pull him closer.
We kiss again, desperate, raw, and I can barely think with the way he’s moving inside me. He pulls back slightly, his lips hovering near my ear as he whispers, “You feel so fucking tight around me, like you were made for me.”
I moan softly, tilting my head back as he kisses my neck then moves lower, his mouth finding my breasts through my bra, sending shivers through my entire body. Every movement is slow, deliberate, like he’s savoring every second.
“Faster,” I manage to breathe out, my fingers digging into his back. “Deeper.”
He doesn’t hesitate, his hips snapping forward, pushing into me harder, faster, just like I asked. The pressure is building inside me as he picks up the pace. I can feel another orgasm already stirring, coiling tight in my stomach, just waiting to explode.
He sits up, shifting his weight and sliding a pillow under my ass, grabbing my ankles and throwing them over his shoulders. He spreads my legs wide, holding me open as he drives into me at a perfectangle. It’s unreal how good it feels, every thrust hitting my G-spot.
“Come for me again,” he growls, his voice low and commanding. “I want to see it. I want tofeelit.”
His words set my blood on fire, and I lose all control. My whole body tightens, and before I know it, I’m coming—hard. It’s like a wave crashing over me, my back arching off the bed as I cry out, my pussy clenching around him with every pulse.
It’s intense, and the way he watches me, how he knows exactly what he’s doing to me, only makes it that much hotter.
After I come down from the high of my climax, he lowers himself back on top of me, kissing me slow and deep. It’s like his lips are some kind of drug, and I’m already getting addicted to the way he kisses—firm, but teasing, like he knows exactly how to keep me wanting more.
He continues to thrust in and out, slow, and deep, like he wants me to feel every inch of him. And good God, do I.
Then, he takes my wrists, pinning them above my head, holding me down. I love the way he’s taking control, dominating me in a way no one ever has before. It’s raw and intense, but also intimate. It’s like he knows what I want without me even having to say a word.
His mouth moves next to my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “Come again,” he commands. “I want to feel you all over my cock.”
All I can do is nod. I’m right there, teetering on the edge, ready to fall apart for him all over again. It’s crazy how fast he’s got me hooked but I’m too far gone to care.
His thrusts get deeper, each stroke pushing me closer to the edge. My legs wrap around him tight, and I grip his ass, pulling him in as if I can’t get enough. Another orgasm slams through my body like a tidal wave. I come hard, my mind going blank with pleasure.
As I continue to tremble from my climax, I feel him coming hot and deep inside me. He groans low in my ear as he fills me, the sensations and sounds of him erupting making the moment even more intense, sexier.
I savor every second, my mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure as I give myself over to him completely. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I feel like I’ve just given a part of myself to him that I can’t take back.
When it’s over, he stays inside me for a minute, kissing me softly. I can feel the heat between us as he slowly slides out, and my body immediately misses him, craving that connection again.
He pulls me close, his lips finding mine, and I melt into the kiss, my hands roaming over his back. “That was...” I trail off, not even knowing how to finish the sentence.
“I know,” he murmurs, his voice low and satisfied.
Chapter 11
Amelia
With a sigh, I push myself up. “I should probably go. I have to be at work early tomorrow.”
He smiles at me, understanding without a word, and shifts to get out of the bed, too. As much as I don’t want to leave, reality’s knocking, and I can’t hide here forever.
Still, when he leans in and kisses me again, soft but with that lingering heat that makes my body tingle, I almost change my mind. My legs go weak thinking about how easy it’d be to stay, but with my brain screaming at me to focus, I manage to pull away.
“Thank you for tonight,” I say, trying to sound casual, like what just happened wasn’t completely life changing.
“Anytime.”
I slip on my clothes, feeling his eyes on me the entire time. I glance over my shoulder and catch him watching me like I’m his favorite snack. His gaze makes me feel like he’s memorizing every inch of me.
As I bend down to put on my shoes, a sudden crash of glass breaks the silence. My head snaps up, and we both freeze. A door creaks open loudly from downstairs, the sound unmistakable.