Page 17 of Yule Love Me

Huffing, she glares at me but there’s a sparkle in her eyes that makes me breathless with lust. Her sapphire eyes are dark and deep and smoldering.

She sighs and closes her eyes. “Keep them open. I want to see your eyes when you touch yourself.”

We are doing zero to sixty here but I don’t give a damn. She wants me. I want her.

She slips her hand down until it’s poised outside her sweet pussy lips. I can see the gleam of her juices on her thighs and I growl under my breath.

“Yes.” Then I start. “Wait!” She jerks to a halt, her fingers poised. “I love you, Pet. I intend to marry you as soon as possible. I just want you to know that before we do this. I’m not saying this for sex. I’m saying this because it’s the truth and it’s been my truth since we were in second grade.”

She flushes and bites her lip. “You’re crazy.”

“I’m crazy about you. Have been all my life. Since I first saw your pretty face and those beautiful eyes. I knew that you were mine. You’ve always been mine.”

“Maybe that’s why I’m still a virgin. I just couldn’t see anybody but you. I’ve been lost in you for so long that it just feels as normal as breathing. Even when you fired me and I wanted to kill you!”

I laugh. “I wasn’t sure you weren’t going to.”

She shakes her head. “No. Never.”

Then her eyes burn with a fire that feels unquenchable, licking along my skin like wildfire. “You started to undress andyou told me to touch my pussy. You yanked your shirt over your head.”

I pull it over my head and reach for my belt. “You yanked that belt out with a snap.” She shivers.

“You liked that, didn’t you, baby.” It’s not a question. I know she did. Her face is flushed pink and her eyes are brimming with lust.

But she nods and I whip my belt out of the loops with a snap. Her eyes glaze over and she whimpers. “Yes, just like that.”

Oh, my baby girl is a little dirty. I like it. I like it a lot.

I reach for my zipper as she reaches down to touch herself and opens her legs so I can see her puffy folds and the juices pooling on her lips.

“You told me to dip just the tip of my finger inside and then pull it out so you could see if I was wet.”

I don’t need that to prove it but when she pulls it out and holds her finger out for me to see, her hips shifting on the bed, I can’t help myself and I reach down, sniffing along her fingers. “You smell so good, baby.”

“You licked my finger,” she whispers. I wrap my lips around her finger and suck down every single drop of her juices, groaning. “Then you told me to fuck my finger and you pulled your dick out and stroked it over my body.”

“Oh shit,” I mutter. I’m not gonna last long if she keeps this up.

But I pull my aching cock out and watch her eyes darken as her finger slips inside her puffy lips. My ravenous gaze locks on her fingers and the way she slips it in and out, the dirty, nasty sound of her wet pussy sucking at her fingers.

It’s so fucking hot! I growl and work my dick up and down the shaft until I’m so close I can feel my balls draw tight.

“Make yourself come right now, baby.”

Her eyes lock on mine. She never looks away as her eyes fill with desire and pleasure and she moans, her head tossing. Her fingers work and then she stills, her breathing ragged and she screams, “Jeremy!”

“Jesus! Oh fuck!” I stop jerking at my dick to slip to my knees and tug her to the edge of the bed, shoving my head between her shaking thighs. My mouth locks on her juicy hole and I groan as soon as I taste her sweetness on my tongue.

She tenses and immediately goes off again. I shove my tongue up her pussy, feeling the fluttering of her silky walls tugging at me.

Her hips thrust up and I slam them down with one arm while I hold her open with the other and drink down her juices until she gasps her way through another orgasm and another.

I lick her until I’ve got every drop. Then I lift my head and wipe my mouth.

Her eyes are glazed as she opens them, staring at me. “Holy shit! That was…”

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet.”

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