Page 272 of Accidentally Under Your Tree

She crawled the few feet to kneel between my knees. I lifted my hips for her to lower my pants below my erection. It sprung free before settling curved toward my stomach. She moistened her bottom lip, and my balls tightened.

I hooked a finger under her chin. My heart paused, then pounded as she lifted her face. She was so beautiful. Everything fell away except for her. The ridge of her upper lip, and her eyelashes lining the loveliest eyes I'd ever seen.

I wanted to tell her, but I couldn't string my thoughts together.

I swiped my thumb along her cheek. "Just come here."

She swallowed and stood. I placed kisses on her hips and thighs as I helped her free one of her legs. With both of her hands braced on my shoulders, I read her grip like Morse code. Each little flinch told me where to kiss her next. Her hold tightened as I trailed down the crease of her pelvis until I could part her lips with my tongue and taste her arousal.

I urged her closer, putting more pressure on her clit. She cut off the moan that slipped from her mouth. It was what we'd agreed, but I missed hearing her. Since we couldn't, I'd make do with all the other ways we communicated. Like the way she rocked her hips when I slid two fingers inside of her again.

She squeezed tighter and tighter.

Lost in the taste of her, the feel of her hot and wet, it took me a moment to hear her gasping my name.

"Not like this," she whispered when I leaned back. "I want you inside me."

I licked her from my lips and ran a hand through my hair. A fog coated the layers of my mind, making everything but her incoherent. She was my entire perception. My world began and ended with her.

She rolled the condom down my shaft, and I bit the inside of my cheeks from the pressure. Straddling my thighs, she placed my tip at her entrance, then lowered slowly surrounding me. Her head fell back when she'd seated me inside of her. Before she could lift, I put my arms around her hips and pressed her lower, filling her until I felt her limit.

Her mouth fell open, but no sound came out.

I buried my face in her hair. "Is that too deep?" I whispered, rough as gravel.

She shook her head. A quiet, shuttered, "No. It's good. Really good."

Around my cock, she grew tighter. Gripping her hips for dear life, I urged her to take slow, deep strokes. I held on to my control with everything I had. The clench of my teeth. The bunch of my shoulders. My tenuous grasp on reality.

She held her breath. Her pussy squeezed. Tears clung to her eyelashes.

Cupping the back of her neck, I pulled her forehead to mine.

We moved together, our eyes locked. Nothing but the pounding of our hearts and our bodies urging for more. For everything.

By some miracle, she came first. Her core flexed and spasmed around my cock, and she shivered. She closed her eyes, twin tears traveled down her cheeks.

I followed, biting down on her sweatshirt to keep from making any sound. A shiver ran up my spine. Behind my eyelids, I saw lights dance and my head went light and empty.

It took a few moments to catch my breath.

She turned my face to kiss me. A tender press of her lips to mine. There was nothing but her and me. We were everything. And it was enough.

I knew this moment couldn't last forever. But I wanted it to.

twenty-one

Will

Three nights before Christmas

"Olivia is in town today. Is it cool if I spend some time with her?"

It took me a moment to realize Rose was speaking to me. I was too busy remembering Lizzy straddling my lap. Sinking down, taking me inside of her the night before to register much of anything else.

"My friend Olivia," Rose said. "She's in town for Christmas and I'd like to spend time with her. Will you be able to figure out something else to do today?"

The morning sun burned warm through the bay window at our backs. Her mom was typing loudly on her keyboard in the adjoining office. Somewhere in the house, Lizzy was working as well. I couldn't think of a good enough excuse to find her. I just wanted to be in the same room.

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