Page 16 of First Kissmas

She tells me about her apartment, about the changes she still wants to make. I love listening to her talk like this, love watching her eyes light up as she shares her plans. I could listen to her talkfor hours. But I also can’t survive another second without kissing her again.

I cradle her face between my palms, cutting off her stream of words as I lower my mouth to hers. The kiss I give her is slow. Unhurried. Every damn ounce of my affection for her is poured into the kiss. In response, Courtney sighs against my lips, pressing closer. My fingers tangle in her hair as she opens to me, soft sounds of pleasure vibrating against my mouth.

We break apart, both out of breath. Desire shimmers in her eyes as she looks up at me.

“Did you really mean what you wrote in your letter, Ryder?” she asks, her voice soft and intimate.

I trace her lower lip with my thumb. “Every word.”

My mouth descends toward hers again, but her palm presses against my chest. “Wait. I want to tell you the rest of my wildest dreams.”

My pulse thunders in my ears.

“I want a husband who loves me unconditionally,” she says softly. “Someone I can pour my whole heart into loving. I want babies—a noisy, happy family. And I want to spend my life feeling safe and cherished, making memories with the people I love most.”

I draw her closer, her words igniting a fierce desire in my chest. “I’ll make all of that come true for you. I promise you that.” I brush my lips over hers. “We can even start right now.”

Her eyes glimmer with pleasure, but then her brows dip together. “What about your life on the mountain?”

“What about it?” I ask.

“I don’t want to take that away from you. It’s a part of who you are.” She thinks for a moment. “We could find a new mountain home. Somewhere close to here. A property with space for your workshop, somewhere not too far of a drive from Fairhope.”

God, she’s such a sweetheart. “I’ll live anywhere, as long as I get to be with you.” I smile, soaking in this moment, wanting to remember it for the rest of my life. “I love you, Courtney.”

“I love you, too.” Her words tumble out of her in a breathless rush. “Oh, God. Ryder, I love you.”

Courtney’s words send a surge of need straight to my cock, making it throb with an intensity that borders on pain. I pull her against me, claiming her mouth with a hunger that leaves no room for doubt. Our lips meet in a feverish kiss, her soft moans driving me wild. Jesus, I’m so goddamn hard, aching to be inside her.

She’s the one—the one I’ve been waiting for, the one I’m so fucking hopelessly in love with. The thought of filling her with my seed sends a primal thrill through me, making my whole body burn with need.

I back her toward the bed, our lips never parting. As we reach the edge, I start to undress her, my hands exploring every generous curve, every inch of her soft, warm skin. She shivers at my touch, her breath catching as I trail kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. Her gaze skates over my body, and I can feel her desire, her need. It matches my own, intense and consuming, like a wildfire raging out of control.

She glances at the bed, her eyes glazed over in a daze. “I’m sorry my bed isn’t bigger.”

I press a kiss to her mouth, my hands cupping her face. “Don’t apologize. We’ll make it work. And soon, we’ll have a bed big enough for all the things I want to do to you.”

Her eyes widen, a spark of excitement in them. The edge of her lips quirks up. “Are you moving in with me, Ryder?”

I nip at her lower lip, my voice a low growl. “We’ll talk about that later. Right now, I need to be inside you.”

I unhook her bra, letting it fall to the floor, and slide her panties down her wide hips, revealing her completely to me. I kneel before her, kissing her thighs, inching closer to her pussy. She’s already so wet, her scent intoxicating.

Fuck, I can’t wait any longer. I lick her clit, slow and deliberate, making her moan and arch her hips. She tastes incredible. I lick and suck her, driven by her moans and the way her fingers grip my hair.

Time loses meaning as I devour her. When she comes, she cries out, her body shaking as I catch her and ease her down onto the bed. I stand up, my eyes never leaving hers as I undress, revealing my hard, thick cock.

Courtney watches me, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with desire. She reaches out, wrapping her hand around my cock, and I groan at the contact. She leans forward, her tongue extending out to lick the pre-cum beading on the tip, almost making me shoot my load.

“Fuck,” I grit out. “Baby?—”

She looks up at me, her eyes innocent yet filled with heat, and then she takes me into her mouth. She can’t take all of me, butthe pleasure is still mind-boggling. I let her suck me until the need to be inside her is overwhelming.

I ease her back, my voice rough with desire. “I want to come in your pussy, sweetheart. Want to fill you up with my cum.”

She looks up at me, her eyes filled with yearning. “You really mean that?”

I nod, moving over her on the bed and positioning myself between her legs. “But only if it’s what you want, too.”

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