Page 36 of Christmas for Keeps

“Come here.”

I wiggled around again, and when I was beside him, he crawled on top. After planting small pecks across my cheek, he gave me a proper kiss, searching my mouth with his tongue while I wrapped my legs around his hips. When our cocks touched, he leaned his head back and groaned. “I can’t wait. Sorry.”

“Don’t be. Just fuck me.”

Getting to his knees, he handed me the lube. “Put it on for me?” His sharp intake of breath as I swiped it around his cock ratcheted up my excitement, and he wasted no time crawling between my legs. “Hand me a pillow and the lube.” When I was situated to his liking, he stared into my eyes while wiping more lube on my ass and giving his dick another swipe.

“Need you,” I begged. “Please.”

Smiling, he placed his cock against my hole before leaning over to ask, “Okay?”

“Yes… Fuck!” The flash of pain was familiar. Zach is big, and even when we did this every day, there was always an instant of discomfort when he slipped inside.

He stopped and brushed his lips over mine. “All right?”

“Yes.” I was already relaxing around him. “Go slow for a minute. Then I want you to pound me.”

“You’ve got it.”

Desire consumed me. The slide of hot skin and lascivious play of tongues, combined with the heavy scent of sex in the air, made me desperate for release. I lay back, and we locked eyes. “Harder!” I begged.

Moving faster, he angled his thrusts so he touched my prostate every time. I imagined I could feel him behind my navel, though I knew that was impossible. “So good… make me… whole.”

“Love you, Con!”

He slammed into me repeatedly, and I was getting very close, so I started jerking myself off. It barely took a moment. “Gonna come!”

“Wait!” He pulled out.

I whined in frustration. “What the fuck, Zach?”

Between pants, he said, “Remember what we used to do? Come on me, so I can—”

“Fuck yes!”

He crawled onto my thighs until his cock was next to mine. Resisting the urge to wrap my hand around both our dicks, I jerked myself fast. In a few seconds, I cried out and shot hard. The first two long ropes splashed onto Zach’s abs, and I adjusted my aim so the others covered his cock.

When the squirts slowed to dribbles, he groaned. “So fucking hot.” Moving back between my legs, he scooped some of my cum off his dick, wiped it on my ass, and pushed back into me. Getting fucked with my cum as lube was insanely hot, and it had always been a massive turn-on for Zach. We both made wild noises while he pounded me.

I’d gotten hard again, so I jerked myself off. He was glassy-eyed, plowing me furiously, and suddenly I was there. “Fuck!” I shot cum between us while my butt squeezed his cock.

“Goddammit!” He grunted viciously while he came. He made me his in a way condoms didn’t allow, and his heavy squirts felt amazing inside me. When we both stilled, he lowered himself, and the hot mess of my cum spread between our bellies.

We kissed, and when he drew away, I mumbled, “That was amazing. I love you so much.”

“You shake my world, Con.”

He kissed me, and afterward, the only sounds were our labored breaths. Eventually, he said, “I’ll get some washcloths.” Water ran in the bathroom, and then he came back. “I cleaned up in there. Hold on.”

I felt pampered as he washed my stomach and chest, then used another cloth to clean my cock, balls, and ass. Besides being the best lover I’d ever had, Zach was also the most considerate, and I purred while he dried me with a hand towel.

“Scoot over.” He wiped the mess off the sheets and crawled into bed before tossing the towel aside.

I lay my head on his shoulder. “You’re incredible, sweetheart. You totally wore me out.”

“You too.” He grazed a hand over my chest. “Want to sleep for a while?”

“Mm. Then maybe we can do this again.”

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