Page 4 of Merry Cris Moose

Keely shivered, her nipples hardening against the fabric of her dress. She turned to face him, her eyes locking with his. "Hard, fast, and breathless. I think I'd like that," she said, her voice steady despite the desire coursing through her veins. Keely's heart raced as she imagined Cris taking her from behind, his powerful body driving into her.

Cris's grin grew wider, and he placed his bottle on the counter with deliberate slowness. "Would you now? I think I can accommodate that."

He didn’t wait for her to answer but took her microbrew, set it on the counter, then tossed her over his shoulder and carried her into the bedroom. It helped that the bedroom was right off the kitchen through a large, open archway. Her antique brass bed, with its colorful quilt, beckoned to them.

Cris laid Keely down on the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. Standing over her, the chandelier that hung over her bed cast a shadow of his muscular frame across her body. He slowly began to undress. Keely's breath caught in her throat as she watched him reveal his broad shoulders, chiseled torso, muscular arms, and rippling abs. His hands went to his belt, and with a swift motion, he unbuckled it, letting his jeans slide down his thighs, revealing black boxer briefs that strained to contain his impressive erection.

"Oh my god, you're gorgeous," Keely breathed, her eyes fixed on the bulge in his underwear.

Cris chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound. "No, baby, you’re the one who’s beautiful, all wrapped up in that dress like a pretty present I’ve been wanting to open all night."

He stepped out of his jeans and kicked them aside, then hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his briefs, slowly lowering them, revealing his thick, veined cock. It stood proudly, already glistening with pre-cum at the tip. Keely's mouth watered at the sight, and she licked her lips in anticipation.

"You're huge," she whispered, her eyes wide.

Cris crawled onto the bed, his eyes never leaving hers as he loomed over her. "No, baby, I’m just the right size to fill you up."

Keely's heart was pounding in her chest, her body trembling with desire. She wanted to feel every inch of him inside her, to be claimed by this powerful man. She spread her legs invitingly, her dress riding up her thighs, revealing her lace panties.

Cris leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, demanding and possessive,mirroring the way she was sure he intended to take her body. Keely moaned into his mouth, her hands threading through his hair, pulling him closer. She could taste the beer on his tongue, mixed with the wild, primal essence of the man himself.

Cris broke the kiss, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck, leaving a trail of wetness and desire. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts, squeezing and kneading them through the fabric of her dress. Keely arched her back, pushing her chest into his hands, craving more.

With a swift motion, Cris removed the dress from her body, leaving her in just her lace panties and bra. He unhooked her bra with nimble fingers, freeing her full, heavy breasts. Keely's nipples were already hard and aching, the peaks dark and swollen. Cris bent down and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue, while his fingers pinched and rolled the other.

Keely moaned in absolute ecstasy—this was the kind of thing she’d always dreamed about.

Cris lavished attention on her sensitive buds, his mouth and fingers working in tandem to drive her wild. Keely's hands gripped the sheets, her hips undulating as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

"Fuck, your nipples are sweet," Cris murmured against her skin. “Let’s see how the rest of you tastes.”

Cris hooked his fingers under the waistband of her panties and slowly slid them down her legs, his eyes feasting on her naked form. He made a place for himself between her legs, burying his face between her thighs, his tongue finding her clit, swirling and flicking it with expert precision. Keely's hips bucked wildly as she cried out, her juices flowing freely, coating Cris's tongue and beard.

"That's it, baby, come for me," he growled, his voice muffled against her pussy.

Keely's orgasm hit her like an avalanche, her body shaking uncontrollably as she called his name, tangling her fingers in his hair. He lapped at her eagerly, drinking in her essence, his tongue never slowing until she was writhing and spent.

"That was incredible," she panted, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

Cris smiled, his face glistening with her juices. "We're just getting started, sweetheart. Now, it’s my turn."

He moved back up her body—kissing, licking, and nipping as he went until he positioned himself between her legs, his thick shaft pressing against her wet slit. Keely spread herself wide, eager for him to fill her. With one powerful thrust, Cris buried himself deep inside her, possessing her completely.

Giving her a moment to adjust to his size, Cris then began to move, his hips pumping in a steady rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her slick heat. He gripped her thighs, spreading her wide, giving him even deeper access. Keely's eyes rolled back in her head as pleasure overwhelmed her, her nails digging into his back as she clung to him.

"You like that, don’t you, baby?” Cris growled, his voice rough with desire.

Keely was too far gone to manage words, so she moaned.

Taking that for a yes, Cris obliged, picking up the pace, his hips slamming into hers with abandon. The bed creaked and groaned with each powerful thrust, the headboard banging against the wall, adding to the erotic symphony. Keely's body trembled, her orgasm building again, fueled by the intensity of their coupling.

"Come with me, Keely," Cris grunted, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "I want to feel your pussy milk my cock."

Keely's body tightened around him, her inner walls pulsing and clenching as another orgasm ripped through her. Cris roared as he felt her climax, his own release building to anexplosive peak. With one final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself into her, his hot cum filling her up, their bodies moving as one in a symphony of ecstasy.

They lay entangled in each other's arms, their hearts racing and their bodies slick with sweat and cum. The evening's passion had been more intense than either of them had anticipated, but it was exactly what they both needed.

As they caught their breath, Keely smiled up at Cris, her eyes sparkling with contentment. "That was... incredible. I've never been fucked like that before."

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