Page 11 of Stuffed

"You taste divine," I growl against her breast before moving lower, blazing a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses down her quivering belly. Hooking my fingers in her panties, I tug the scrap of lace down her legs and toss it aside.

Claire watches me through heavy-lidded eyes, chest heaving with anticipation as I settle between her parted thighs. The first swipe of my tongue through her slick folds has her crying out, fingers twisting in my hair.

"Jax! Oh God..." She bucks against my face as I feast on her sweet nectar, lapping and suckling her swollen clit. Sliding two fingers deep into her tight channel, I stroke that sensitive spot inside and feel her start to flutter around me.

"That's it, baby. Come for me," I coax, pumping faster, curling my fingers as I suckle her clit. With a sharp gasp, she shatters, thighs clamping around my head as she rides out the waves of her release.

I lap up every drop before crawling up her body to claim her mouth in a searing kiss. Claire moans at the taste of herself on my tongue, hands roaming greedily over my shoulders and back.

"I need you," she pants against my lips. "I need to feel you inside me. Please, Jax..."

"I've got you, sweetheart." Pushing to my knees, I free my aching cock and position myself at her entrance. With one smooth thrust, I bury myself to the hilt in her slick heat, a guttural groan escaping my throat at the exquisite feel of her gripping me like a vise.

"Fuck, you're so tight. So perfect," I rain kisses down on her face incoherently before I grip her hips and pull her flush against me as I start to move, long deep strokes that have her mewling and clutching at my forearms. Her silken walls hug my cock like they were made just for me, drawing me in deeper with every thrust.

"Harder, Jax," she gasps, nails digging deliciously into my skin. "I need you deeper."

A primal growl rumbles in my chest at her words. Hitching her leg higher on my hip, I comply with her breathy demands, snapping my hips faster, harder, the force of my thrusts rockingthe headboard against the wall. Claire arches beneath me, the new angle letting me hit that sweet spot inside her with every stroke. Her cries of pleasure fill the room, spurring me on, driving me closer to the edge.

"Touch yourself for me, Claire," I grit out, my eyes locked on hers, dark with lust and need. "I want to feel you come on my cock."

Holding my heated gaze, she obeys, sliding a hand between our sweat-slicked bodies to circle her swollen clit. I can feel the flutter of her walls as she works herself closer to climax, her breath coming in short, sharp pants.

"That's it, baby," I encourage roughly, fighting the urge to let go, determined to bring her over first. "Come for me. Let me feel you."

With a keening cry, Claire shatters in my arms, her body going taut as she pulses and clenches around my thrusting cock. The rippling vice of her sex is my undoing, and with a hoarse shout, I follow her over the precipice, spilling myself deep inside her welcoming heat.

I collapse on top of her, my face buried in the crook of her neck as we struggle to catch our breath. Claire's fingers card gently through my sweat-dampened hair, and I press a tender kiss to her racing pulse.

"I love you," I murmur against her skin, the words a sacred vow. "I'm never letting you go."

She cups my face in her hands, bringing my mouth to hers for a slow, sweet kiss that makes my heart ache with the depth of my feelings for her.

"I love you too, Jax," she whispers, her eyes shimmering with emotion.

My chest tightens at her words. This beautiful creature loves me…

I drop feather-light kisses across Claire's face as we catch our breath, our hearts beating in sync. "This is the best Thanksgiving I've ever had," I murmur against her soft skin, inhaling her intoxicating scent. "You've made it unforgettable in every way."

A sultry smile curves her kiss-swollen lips. "Mmm, I don't think I've ever been more...stuffed," she smiles, trailing a finger down my chest.

My cock twitches at her words, already stirring to life again. "Is that so?" I nip playfully at her earlobe. "Well, far be it from me to leave you unsatisfied on Thanksgiving."

Rolling her beneath me, I kiss a searing path down her neck to her breasts, lavishing attention on the sensitive peaks until she's arching off the bed. "Jax, please..." she keens, fingers tangling in my hair.

"Please what, sweet Claire?" I rasp, my hand skimming down her trembling body to tease her slick folds. "Tell me what you need."

"You," she gasps as I circle her swollen clit. "I need you. I'll always need you."

Surging up, I claim her mouth in a deep, drugging kiss, our tongues tangling feverishly. She wraps her legs around my hips, urging me closer. The head of my cock nudges her entrance and I pause, drinking in the sight of her flushed and wanton beneath me.

"I'm going to fill you up, Claire," I promise darkly. "Stuff you so full of my cum. Put my baby in this sweet belly." I stroke reverent fingers over her flat stomach, imagining it growing round and ripe with my child.

Claire's breath hitches, her eyes flaring with primal heat. "Yes," she moans, tilting her hips in blatant invitation. "Jax, please. I want that, want you. Now and always."

With a low growl, I surge forward, sheathing myself to the hilt in her welcoming body. We both cry out at the exquisitesensation, so deeply joined. I start to move, rolling my hips in a steady rhythm that soon has her clutching at my shoulders, my name a litany on her lips.

"Harder," she pants, scoring my back with her nails. “Stuff me with your cum, Jax.”

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