Page 30 of A Very Grumpy Thanksgiving

I open my mouth wide, sucking in the tip of his cock as Nolan’s hand tangles in my hair. He doesn’t push on my head, hejust rests his hands there, his fingers tugging on the strands as my head starts to bob.

The feeling lights up my scalp, and I moan as I take more of him into my mouth. I work my hand in time with my mouth, and my body only burns hotter as I feel him swell against my tongue, hear the moans and the way that he says my name like it’s a prayer.

“Fuck,” Nolan says, pulling me off of him, and he reaches down, dragging me up to my feet and then pushing me onto the bed.

I pull him down, and our lips meet; we cling together as we take our time exploring each other. The earlier rush is gone, and I moan, rolling him onto his back and straddling his hips.

“Let me lick your pussy,” Nolan says, but I shake my head.

I’m already wet enough, and I know that if I let him do that, he’ll take control again, and I want to set the pace this time.

I reach behind me, grabbing his dick and lining it up with my opening as I slowly sink down, taking him into my body inch by delicious inch.

“Fuck,” he hisses out as I slowly sink down until he’s fully seated inside of me. “You’re so wet. So fucking hot.”

I grin at him, resting my hands on his chest as I slowly roll my hips. We both moan with every rock of my hips, every in and out, every push and pull of his cock inside of my snug channel.

His hands go to my ass, groping the globes, using them to pull me down harder onto him. I pant as I grind against him, and he leans up, sucking one of my tits into his mouth.

He takes over, thrusting up from beneath me as our mouths fuse together, and I can feel myself starting to splinter apart around him as the pressure inside of me builds.

He hits a certain spot deep inside of me, and that’s all it takes to send me flying over the edge of the cliff into oblivion.

Nolan’s brow furrows in concentration as he grips my hips and drives into me in perfect precision.

Seeing him like that is intoxicating, and I can’t look away as he finds his own release inside of me.

He rolls us to our sides, and we both suck in a deep breath as he pulls me against his chest.

“Love you, Saffy,” he says, making me laugh.

“Love you too,” I tell him as I drape my arms around his shoulders.

I feel his lips brush against my forehead, and I smile as I cuddle into his side.

“I’m going to need to do that again,” he tells me, and I grin.

“Uh huh,” I agree.

“But first, I should probably feed you.”

“Just when I thought that you couldn’t get any more perfect,” I joke, and he grins. “My own knight in shining armor.”

“I’ll be anything that you need, Saffron,” he whispers against my lips, and I smile.

“The food can wait,” I whisper back, and he grins as I press my hips against him in invitation.

“Whatever you want, Saffy.”

And he proceeds to give me everything that I want.

All. Night. Long.

TWELVE

Nolan

Five Years Later…

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