Page 21 of A Very Grumpy Thanksgiving

My hand drops from her mouth as I reach for her shirt, and she arches against me, helping me pull it over her head. My eyes drop to her chest, and I groan.

“Fucking hell, Saffron.”

She blushes, but I notice that the hands that were reaching to cover her have fallen back to the bed.

“God, I’m not going to last two seconds with you,” I grumble as my lips hover over hers.

“Well, I guess that’s one way to make my first time memorable,” she says, and I snort.

She giggles, and I kiss her neck, trailing my lips down to her plump tits.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to make it memorable.”

I’m going to make it so damn good for her that she never wants to sleep with anyone else. I’ll make her fall just as hard for me as I have for her, and then we can be together. For real.

My hands cup her breasts, pushing them up until they start to spill over the cups of her bra. My mouth waters at the sight of her cherry-red nipples peeking over the edge of the satin cups, and I lick my lips as I lean forward and take one into my mouth.

“Oh!” she cries as my tongue rolls over the sensitive peek.

I reach under her, my fingers unhooking her bra, and I drag the straps down her arms and toss it to the side. My hands greedily cup her breasts, and I pinch one nipple between my fingers while I suck on the other one.

“Nolan!” she shouts, her hips writhing against mine.

My cock aches in my jeans, and I groan as she rubs against me. I need her, but I need to get her off first. Multiple times.

My hands release her tits, and I reach for her soft leggings, standing so that I can peel them off of her legs. Her white panties are next, and then she’s laid out before me, completely naked.

I have to grit my teeth to stop from coming instantly. Her curves are perfect. She’s so pale, with freckles scattered acrossher skin. I want to find each one and mark it with my hands and mouth.

My hands grip her thighs, and I pull her legs wide as I drop down to my knees at the edge of the bed.

“Nolan,” she says, nerves clear in her voice.

“I’m going to make this good for you, Saf,” I promise, and our eyes meet and lock.

She nods, and having her trust me means the world to me.

I push her thighs wider as my eyes lock on her pussy. She’s already wet, and I almost come just from the sight of her arousal. She smells like honey as I lean forward and take my first lick up her center.

“Goddamn,” I groan as her flavor bursts across my tongue.

“Nolan,” she says, her voice shaky.

I glance up at her, checking to make sure that she’s okay, and see her white-knuckling the comforter.

“More?” I ask, and she nods her head forcefully.

I grin and do as she says.

My thumbs spread her folds apart as I lean forward and bury my face between her legs. She cries out as my tongue licks over her clit, and I do it again and again, until she’s trembling beneath me.

“Nolan!” she shouts as I suck her clit into my mouth, my tongue thrashing it, then rolling softly over that little pearl.

“Oh! Oh! Oh, my—” she cries, her thighs tensing on either side of my head.

I know that she’s close, and I trail one thick finger down her core until I find her snug opening. My finger rims that tight hole, and Saffron’s sucks in a deep breath, her whole body freezing as if she’s balancing on the edge of a cliff. With one more flick of my tongue over her clit, she falls, and I’m right there to catch her.

“Nolan!” she screams, her voice ending on a sob as I push my finger into her slowly.

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