Page 24 of Santa's Pretty Helper

I nod, and he gives my clit a rewarding stroke.

“That’s it, relax. There we go, good girl. You’re such a good girl for me, Bella.” He starts to fuck me slowly with those two fingers, and I think my eyes roll back in my head when he scissors them inside me. “So pink and sweet,” he murmurs, his eyes locked on where his fingers are disappearing into me. It’s tight and it burns a little, but it also feels good.

And then he curls them, rubbing them against what has to be my g-spot and I let out what can only be described as a shriek.

“There’s your g-spot, Bella. Feels good when I rub it like this, doesn’t it?” He does it again, and it takes everything I have to nod. “It’ll feel even better when it’s the head of my cock rubbing you right here.”

“Please, Gabe,” I say, my head rolling back and forth on the pillow that smells like him. “I don’t want to wait. Fuck me. Take my virginity. Make me yours.”

He groans and slowly withdraws his fingers, sucking them clean before coming down on top of me. His cock slides against my pussy as he coats himself in my juices, and then he notches the head of his cock at my entrance.

“Gonna make you mine forever, baby girl. Gonna fill you up and come inside your perfect little pussy.”

I nod, my heart full, my stomach a riot of butterflies, my body buzzing. Slowly, he starts to push in, and I gasp at the stretching, burning sensation. This is nothing compared to his fingers.

“Oh, shit, Gabe,” I pant, fingers digging into his muscular shoulders. “It’s so big.”

“I know, sweetheart. It’s a lot. You’re doing so, so good. Just relax and let me in. That’s it, there you go.” He pushes in another couple of inches, and I feel like I’m being impaled. Like I’m being split in two. Sweat beads along my hairline, and my entire body is throbbing.

This is bliss.

He slides in another inch and then goes still. “I’m right up against your sweet little cherry, Bella.” He kisses me deeply, staying perfectly still as I struggle to stretch around him. It’s so intense, but I don’t want him to stop. “Tell me it’s mine. Tell me I can take it and claim you forever.”

“Take it, Gabe,” I moan. “It’s yours. I’m yours.”

“Such a good girl for me,” he murmurs, kissing me once more before sliding almost all the way out and then filling me with one never ending stroke.

“Oh, shit!” I cry out, pain tearing through me as he pushes all the way inside, ripping my hymen away.

“I’m so deep inside you,” he whispers, his hips pressed against mine. He flexes his cock inside me, and we both moan at the way it makes my stomach jump. “Look at that. So fucking deep inside my girl’s perfect cunt.”

He holds still for several moments, kissing me, playing with my nipples, whispering dirty words of praise to me while I stretch around him. He tells me I’m his good girl, that he’s going to spend the rest of his life worshipping my cunt, that my pussy was made for him, that it’s making his big cock feel so good.

The pain is starting to fade now, and a throb has taken up residence deep inside me. I clench around him, and he groans, moving his hips slightly. “That’s it, squeeze me with your tight little pussy. Fuck, that feels good.” He pulls slowly out and then slides all the way back in, making stars dance in my vision. “I want to fucking live inside you, Bella. I’m going to want my cockinside you constantly. Even when we’re not fucking, I want my cock inside you.”

“Yes,” I sigh, winding my arms and legs around him, holding him close, wanting him even deeper. It still hurts a little, but it also feels amazing. It’s tight and wet and the slide of him over my nerve endings is exquisite. I feel so full and stretched, and as he starts to fuck me with slow, deep thrusts, there’s no question who I belong to.

“You feel so good, Bella. My beautiful, sweet girl. Your pussy is heaven.”

“Don’t stop,” I beg, arching up into him.

“Never, sweetheart. Never.”

The groans falling from his lips are the sexiest sounds I’ve ever heard, and we move together as he fucks me into the mattress, harder and deeper, making the rest of the world disappear. The only thing that exists right now is me and Gabe in his bed as he takes my virginity and makes me his.

“Tell me whose pussy this is,” he says, his voice low and rough as he grinds into me.

“It’s yours,” I whisper, heat gathering low in my belly.

“That’s right. It’s mine. And I’m gonna take such good care of it, Bella. Gonna make you feel so fucking good every day.”

“Yes, Gabe, please,” I moan, and he huffs out a breath.

“Love hearing you moan my name.”

“Gabe,” I moan again, and then he’s fucking me so hard that my breasts are bouncing wildly. The headboard is knocking into the wall and neither of us cares. We’re too lost in each other, bodies fused, fucking like animals.

“I can’t believe you’re all mine,” he says, and I love how low and gritty his voice gets when he’s turned on. “Mine to fuck. Mine to look after. Mine to love.” He thrusts in and out of me, hard and deep and I know I’m going to come. It feels too good, even with the bite of pain at being stretched around him. “God,you’re taking me so fucking well, sweet girl. You fuck like a dream.”

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