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“More,” she groans and draws down on my tongue with increased pressure while encircling her legs around my waist and digging her heels into my ass.
Any sense of control I’d been holding onto escapes into thin air, and I repeatedly fuck into her sex. Slow down. Not so hard. Stop. Control. The words circle in my head like cartoon captions, but I can’t read them.
She moans against my lips and pulls back. “Don’t stop. Please, it feels so good.” The blacks of her eyes are so large I can barely make out the flecks of gold in her irises.
“I’ve got to slow down,” I gasp and ease the thrusting of my hips. “This time is for you.”
Her jaw tightens, and she pierces her nails into my shoulders. “There won’t be a next time if you don’t–”
“Oh, there will be a next time.” I raise to my knees while remaining deeply seated inside of her. When I have her in the right position to strike over her G spot, I grasp her hips and repeatedly fuck into her core while staring into her eyes.
“God, yes. Don’t stop. That feels….” Her body shudders as her pussy clamps down on my dick, holding me tight inside of her sex.
Not going to happen, baby. I yank her tighter to my core and rub my thumb over her clit. Her mouth drops open, and her moans fill the room. “That’s it, baby. Come on my cock. Suck down on me and make me come deep inside of you.” Each word is ragged as I try to catch my breath while striking into her hot, quivering hole.
“Oh, God. Yes.” She fists the sheet, leaving bits of black fabric stuck above her hands. The stark contrast in color is the only thing that penetrates the bliss rocketing through me. “Fuck. Yes.”
She attempts to hold me tight to her with her heels digging into my ass, but I don’t relent. Each lunge elicits a gasp and the clutching of my cock. God, yes. So fucking good. Her body shakes and convulses against mine until I can no longer stop my orgasm.
“Fuck, yes,” I grunt and move erratically inside of her until nothing is left. I’m spent, sated, and beyond wrapped around her finger. I’d do anything for her. Walk naked down the street. Yep, I’m down for that. I’d walk on jagged glass for her. Lay on a bed of nails.
I collapse next to her and pull her against my side. My chest rises and falls like I’ve run from one endzone to the other.
I press my lips against her forehead. “Are you caught up yet?”
“Yes, I’m right there.” She rolls over and places her head on my chest.
Why is mistletoe only a thing at Christmas? If I had some in September, we could have been doing this for the last three months.
