Page 10 of Silver Hills' Christmas Miracle

“You’re already soaked and I’ve only just touched you.”

“What can I say?” she gasped, smirking back at me. “I’ve been turned on since you scooped me up in your arms.”

“You like that, huh?” I murmured, easing one digit into her silken, damp heat. “Being manhandled?”

“By the right man,” Kitty moaned. Her head tipped forward between her raised arms, and she pressed her hips back. “I certainly wouldn’t complain.”

Her words urged me on, and I stepped forward, pressing firmly up against her back. With one arm around her waist, I cupped her throat lightly with my other hand and pulled her head back against my shoulder at the exact moment I thrust my cock into her heat.

Kitty moaned loudly, and her eyes rolled closed as she slowly took every inch of me. Her fingers turned to claws against the tiles, and she scrabbled up the wall as I pushed deeper and deeper inside. Her pussy clamped down around me, hot and wet, with muscles rippling and massaging my length as she adjusted to me.

“Shit,” Kitty gasped, and her eyes opened, flickering slightly against the falling water. “I felt you were big, but holy shit, I?—”

I withdrew quickly and thrust straight back in, turning her words into a loud, surprised moan. Then she laughed and her pussy clamped down around me.

“Alright, big boy,” Kitty croaked. “Show me what you’ve got.”

Something about the way she spoke made me want to fuck her to silence. To make her lose herself in the pleasure so that she couldn’t talk and the only thought on her mind was how right I was for her.

Her smile remained in place as I started to fuck her, dipping my knees on each outward thrust so I could slam back in at anupward angle and jolt her against me. Her pulse flew against my fingertips, and each time her moans grew loud, I tightened my palm against her throat just briefly. The way her pussy rippled around me told me all I needed to know about how much she enjoyed that.

Eventually, she couldn’t keep her arms up against the wall anymore and both her hands moved to grip the crook of my elbow as I stroked her throat.

My body sang high, with pleasure pouring through my blood. The light became too bright, and the impact of the water on my skin was too loud. All I wanted, all I cared about, was Kitty.

Soon, heat pooled rapidly in my lower belly, so I slid my hand from Kitty’s waist to down between her legs. Through her well-maintained patch of hair, I slid two fingers through her inner lips and over her clit, causing her to jolt against me with a cry.

“Oh, shit,” Kitty whined. “I’m so close, Rook. I’m so fucking?—”

That was all I needed. Hearing my name moaned out like that sent me over the edge, and I thrust deep inside her, then came like a fountain. My legs felt weak, my balls ached, and still, I continued to thrust to make sure Kitty met her end.

She came with a cry, clawing her nails down my arm and trembling violently in my arms. Her pussy became like a vise, rapidly milking me of every drop I had to give, and I poured every ounce of my desire for her deep inside her.

Kitty sagged in my arms and reached up to pat my shoulder. “Better,” she gasped softly, “than I’d ever dreamed.”

Aftercare was gentle. I helped Kitty wash and allowed her to touch the various scars and marks that dotted my body. Luckily,she was too sated to ask me any questions. Once clean, I made her drink some water and eat one of the candy bars from the kitchen, then I tucked her up in bed. I planned to go and gather my thoughts, but when I tried to leave, she caught my hand and asked me to stay with her until she fell asleep.

It felt like the most natural thing in the world to slide under the covers with her and cuddle her close to my chest. She tucked right into me and nuzzled into my chest, then fell asleep within minutes. I planned to wait and then slip from the bed, but her warmth and presence were too soothing, and sleep swiftly came for me.

I woke to the sound of erratic buzzing and jerked upward with my heart racing. Kitty was still in the throes of sleep with her legs tangled with mine and her arm across my middle. Her presence was jarring, and it took me a few sleepy seconds to remember what had happened the night before. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep, and yet that was the first night in memory that I had slept longer than four hours without waking.

The erratic buzzing repeated, and I flung a hand under the covers, seeking out the source of the vibration. My phone was still tucked in my pocket. Slumping back against the pillows, I yawned and flicked it open, then I froze at the message.

[Anders]: Rook, where the hell are you? Answer your fucking phone!

A split-second later, an ear-shattering crash erupted through the safe house as the front door exploded open.

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KITTY

The crash sent Rook flying from the bed. He pulled his gun and raced from the room while I froze in the bed, unsure what the hell I was supposed to do. Was it the man from the store? Did he somehow find us?

I waited, holding my breath and clutching the sheets up to my chest, confident that Rook would protect me. Raised voices followed, although none of the words were particularly clear. The fact that Rook hadn’t started shooting had to be a good sign, right?

He returned to the bedroom a few minutes later, running one hand through his dark hair.

“It’s okay,” he said, sliding his gun back into his holster. “It’s the security team.”

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