Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 122216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
She moans, her body going taut as I lick again, swallowing her sweet honey and going back for more.
“You like that, angel?” I laugh against her, then delve my tongue deeper inside her tight body.
Her hands go to my hair, squeezing and pulling the dark strands as I tongue her sweet flesh, lapping her up and spreading her wider with my palms on her thighs.
When I move to her clit and sample it with my tongue and teeth, she arches, her nipples so hard I can see them through the flashing sweater. Fuck, I want to suck them, but not until I’ve swallowed her orgasm.
Sliding one hand up her thigh, I press a finger inside her. Her slick walls bear down on me, and I tease her clit again and again with the tip of my tongue.
Her moan sends another jolt of heat to my cock. “You really are Satan Claus.” She lifts her hips, and I press my mouth to her and swipe the broadside of my tongue against her sweet spot.
I look up at her through the Christmas lights of her sweater and tongue her faster. She bites her lip, her legs trembling as I push another finger inside her wet pussy. Just the thought of being balls-deep inside her makes me groan and lick her viciously.
She arches, her head dropping back as her hips lock. With a loud, rolling moan, she comes, her pussy growing wetter with each wave, I remove my fingers and lick her, claiming all her sweetness for myself. I’ll never get enough of this, never enough of her.
Standing, I strip. “Take the sweater off, angel. I want to see all of you.”
Sitting up, she pulls it over her head and tosses it, still on, to the floor. Her bra follows, and I finally get a look at her dark-pink nipples. I’m definitely biting those.
Climbing on top of her, I run one hand up her thigh and bend down to lick her breast.
She slides her hands down my chest and tweaks my nipples. “I’ve been wanting to do that.”
My odd little angel. I smile and suck her nipple into my mouth.
She gasps and digs her nails into my shoulders. When I bite down lightly, her hips rock up against me, coating my hard cock in her slick honey. I need to be inside her, but I claim her other nipple, giving it the same attention as the first, sucking and licking until she’s panting and arching.
I return to her mouth, rubbing her tongue with mine as I line up at her entrance. “Ready, angel?”
“Yes.” She looks at me with her big eyes. “More than ready.” Leaning up, she kisses me, and I push inside her halfway.
She stiffens for a moment.
“You’re so perfect. So tight.” I groan as I move a little deeper. “Have you been saving this sweet pussy for me?”
She nods as I suck her throat.
“I can tell. It’s all mine.” I thrust all the way in, my cock filling her as the greatest pleasure I’ve ever known courses through me.
“Yours,” she whimpers and grips my shoulders.
Pulling out, I give her only a moment before filling her again. My cock pulses, already demanding I spill inside her. But I don’t. I grind against her, giving her clit some delicious friction as I stretch her.
“You feel so good.” I nip at her bottom lip. “Your sweet pussy was made for me. Tell me what you need, angel. I’ll give you the world.”
She runs her hands through my hair again, then presses her hips against me. “All I need is you.” Her sweet words spiral through me, and I kiss her deeply as I start a gentle rhythm, making love to my Christmas angel as the snow falls silent and deep outside.
16
ARIADNE
He loves me. I hold on to him tighter, never wanting to let go. In all my life, I’ve never felt so close to someone, and I never want to lose this feeling. I don’t care if Brendan is a bad guy. Maybe I should, but I don’t. He’s good to me. He makes me feel normal but special at the same time. He’s never done anything to make me not trust him. Well, maybe there was that time he broke my icicle lights, but I’ll dive deeper into that later. Right now, I’m going to enjoy all the pleasure he’s giving me.
I lift my hips, meeting his thrusts. The pleasure inside me grows by the second. The small pinch of pain I’d felt when he pushed inside me is long gone. All I feel now is his love. I had no idea that this is what sex felt like. The connection that forms between two people is the most intimate thing I’ve ever experienced.
“Brendan.” I moan his name, knowing I’m going to come again. This one feels different from when he had his mouth between my thighs. Having him over me, our bodies slick with sweat as we give ourselves to one another has me racing to my climax.