Page 19 of Joy for the Scrooge


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“This body was made to torture me,” he breathes, snaking his hand up the shirt. Long fingers caress my thigh as they trail up to my pulsing sex. “Fucking you is all I can think about.”

I whimper when he drags his knuckles over my sex, brushing my arousal and sending heat rocking through my body.

“You are the only woman who has ever driven me to the point of insanity. The more I have you, the more I fucking want you!”

“Nick,please!” I cry out when he rubs at my clit with his middle finger.

A sinister smile falls on his lips as he watches me. “You are so fucking drenched, angel,” he whispers. “At least your body tells the truth.”

I don’t get much time to react as he spins me around, and I have to grab the couch to hold me. I know what is about to happen, and I should stop him if he doesn’t trust me, but . . . if this is the last time I will experience this, then I will take it.

I’ll let him have me like this one last time.

His harsh breathing mixes with the sound of his zipper, and I can’t help the tremble that rocks my knees as I anticipate the feel of him.

“I will always want you,” he says, tugging the shirt up over my waist before I feel the heavy feel of his arousal press against my slick folds from behind. “I could spend a lifetime in this pussy, fucking you on every surface of this house.”

“Daddy!” I whimper as he slowly sinks his shaft into my entrance with a harsh grunt. Every inch he slides into me feels like sweet heaven, and for a moment, I forget myself. I revel in the feeling of having the man I love touch me the way he is.

“Too tight!” he curses, thrusting the rest of the way in until he’s filling every inch of my pulsing sex and stretching me with his massive girth. “Shit! I’m not going to last!”

“Harder, Daddy,” I moan when he starts pounding into me. His hand drops between my legs, and I buck into his arms when his middle finger rubs circles over my clit. “Oh, God.”

His finger moves faster and faster, stroking my clit even as his heavy balls smack into me with each thrust.

“Mine!” he snarls. “You are mine, angel. Only mine!”

“Yours, Daddy,” I cry out, drawing closer to the edge.

“Come for me, angel,” he demands in my ear as he thrusts desperately into me. His cock saws in and out of me with such strength, when I climax, it threatens to knock me out. Black spots swim in my eyes even as my walls close tightly around him.

“Fuck!” he roars as he follows right behind, the sound raw and feral as he spills his seed into me. It lasts only a few minutes, but it feels like it goes on forever, and I just want to turn around and kiss him.

I just need his assurance that everything between us is okay.

As though hearing my thoughts, Nick turns me around before drawing me into his embrace. I bury my face in his neck and soak in his warm, comforting scent.

“Stay with me,” he whispers. “I was angry when I found out and was going to leave, but I don’t want this to end. I don’t care if you only want my money, I can’t let you go.”

My heart swells at his words.

“Really?” I whisper, drawing my head from his chest to look at him.

“Yes. I know how important money is for you, so of course I will pay you,” he says, and I wait for him to tell me his words are joke, but he doesn’t. “Stay with me through the holidays. I will more than double the amount you asked for. You will start the New Year with a hundred thousand in your account.”

I draw back from the embrace, avoiding his eyes as I back away. “I don’t want it.”

“It’s not enough?” he says desperately. “I can get you a luxury condo in the city and offer you a generous allowance.”

I didn’t think my heart could break any further. After everything we’ve shared, the man I love doesn’t know me at all. He still sees me as a woman whose affection is for sale.

I sniff back the tears threatening to choke me and force myself to keep a brave face until I am away from him. I can’t break down with him so close.

I can feel his warm cum drip down my thighs, and he just had to go and taint all of that because he can’t trust me. How can he be with me if he doesn’t trust me? This is officially the worst Christmas ever. What was once my favorite holiday is ruined. I realize with a deep ache that Nick will never truly love me if this is what he believes.

“Please take me home,” I ask quietly.

Chapter Nine

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