Page 15 of A Christmas Collin

"For fuck's sake, Danielle," he growls, taking a deep inhale through his mouth. "This is not a part of the?—"

His words stop when I suck him hard and run my tongue along his shaft. My pace quickens as my mouth gets wetter with every slurp. Each bob of my head has Collin gripping the sheets, mouthing curses, his neck flexing with each hard swallow.

I bring him close to his own climax.

He pulls my head away from him, but I won’t be outdone. His aggression and passion blend with mine as he returns the favor of pushing me onto the bed. He’s stronger, so he overpowers me easily. His hand hikes one leg up, my knee reaching toward my ribs, and he pushes himself deep inside me.

Dear Lord, it feels so good. He feels so good.

My head tips back, ass pushing into the soft mattress. I want him to pound me into a trembling mess and make this the best Christmas ever.

And he does just that.

Collin winds my hair around his knuckle and thrusts inside of me with a hunger we both need sated. He picks up the pace, the smooth ripple of my walls clenching around his erection.

"Yes, yes, yes," I pant with every stroke. It feels like I'm on the brink of tears with how good Collin feels inside of me. "Fuck me, yes."

"That's what I'm doin’, Jelly Bean." He snickers in my ear and lightly bites my earlobe before dragging his tongue along my neck. "Rub those titties for me."

I do as he tells me, rubbing my breasts and pinching my nipples. Collin spreads my legs wider and grips me by the waist, going harder and harder until something hot coils in my belly and explodes.

The raging ecstasy courses through my body, coupling with the tender pain of pinching my nipples. I can't help the tremors in my legs, my juices sliding down my pussy.

"That's right, Jelly Bean. Come all over my cock. Just like that. Give it to me, darlin'. Give it all to me." He grunts between hard, merciless thrusts until he bellows, and I feel him thicken inside me. I continue to pulsate around him as he coats my walls with his come.

It’s so much better than the last, and I know we’ll have more of these moments.

Collin's mouth covers mine with a kiss. His cock softens inside me for all of three seconds before it starts to stiffen again.

"Again?" I ask him.

"As many times as I can." His devilishly cocky grin grows, and he closes his eyes to move in and out of me again. I lift and rotate my hips to meet his drives, and it doesn’t take long before his entire home is filled with the sounds of flesh slapping and me alternating between moaning, whimpering, and yelling his name. My body feels like his, like I belong to him. He owns it—my pleasure, my sex.

We roll over together until Collin's under me. My hips roll, and I toss my head back as I find my rhythm to ride him. It dawns on me that we haven’t really talked about our future, about us, and what we’d be like after the holidays with my family. And that scares me more than anything.

I no longer want a life without him in it.

8

COLLIN

"Hey there, Jelly Bean. Where are you?" I can see her eyes blank until my voice pulls her back into this moment of us together. The soft curves of her silhouette feel magical under my touch, and I grip her waist while she rides me toward my second climax.

It doesn't take long before I'm spilling myself inside of her, and we're lying together in bed. That was insane, and it also made something shift inside me.

She lets out a yawn and sighs, her fingers tickling a trail down my chest. I grab it, sucking on her fingers and letting out a primitive growl of possession. She belongs to me, and letting her go is not an option. Not anymore. Not after last night and today.

"Where'd you go there?" I ask her after a few moments of silence.

"Just thinking about stuff that scares people."

"While my cock's buried inside you? I hope I ain't scare ya, Jelly Bean."

"No, of course not." She pushes herself up to rest on her elbow. "I scared myself. I started thinking about what's going to happen after the holiday is over. We both go back to our separate lives, and I … I don't want this to just stop."

"Being that I make weekly trips to D.C., I don't see why we have to stop. I can come to see you in Piedmont or Bahama. Whatever you want, wherever you want, Jelly Bean."

I stroke the side of her face, bringing her down to me for a kiss that leaves her breathless and me wanting more. Hours pass with us spending time together in my house. From our conversations to making love, being with Danielle is everything I imagined it would be and more. She’s always been a bright spot in my life. Like everything is lighter, brighter, and more colorful when she’s around.

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