Page 81 of Merry with Me

“Do it again, beautiful. Do what feels good. Take what you need.”

“I want you to enjoy it too. What feels good to you?”

“You’re riding my cock, baby. There is nothing in this world that feels better than that. You’re so tight and warm. It’s as if your pussy is blanketing my cock in its embrace, and it’s the most incredible feeling.”

“I feel like I could come. It’s so deep.”

“Good, because it’s taking every ounce of control I have not to come.”

“You can. I mean, it’s okay. Inside me, I mean.”

“Fuck, baby. You can’t say that. I’m hanging on by a thread, and you come first. Always. Ride my cock.”

Doing as he says, I brace my hands on his shoulders and start to move. I fumble around until I find my rhythm. He grips my hips tightly, helping me rock front to back.

“So… good,” I pant. I can feel my body racing to the cliff of desire.

“Your pussy is squeezing the hell out of my cock, baby.” He slides one hand between us and starts massaging my clit, and the electricity in my veins intensifies.

“Ollie!” I scream as my orgasm washes over me. One arm tightens his hold, and he grunts, and I feel him as he releasesinside me. I don’t know if it’s because I can feel his release or just the knowledge that he has, but it seems to intensify my orgasm, and I feel like it goes on forever.

I collapse against him once the tremors stop. He wraps his arms around me, holding me tightly to his chest.

“You still with me?” he asks.

“No.”

He chuckles. “Come on, baby. Let’s get you cleaned up, so we can get to bed. Tomorrow, I get to wake up with the love of my life, and we get to have Christmas with our families.”

“We’re really doing this, aren’t we?”

“Yeah, baby. We’re really doing this.” He lifts me into his arms and carries me to the shower. He washes every inch of my skin before helping me dry off and putting us both to bed. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I ask Oliver. We’ve just pulled into my parents’ driveway. I thought it was best that we tell them before I announced to my entire family that Oliver and I are official.

“Yes.” He doesn’t even hesitate in his reply. “Areyouready for this?”

“I am.” I nod. “They know that if I’m bringing you home, it’s the real deal for me.”

“Good, because I’m not letting you go. I don’t care if they hate my guts. I’m not letting you go.”

“They’re not going to hate you. They want me to be happy. They want a man to love me with everything he has, and me to return that love. That’s all they want.”

“So, they’re not going to freak out that I’m ten years older than you?”

“No. Deacon is ten years older than Ramsey. It’s going to be fine.”

“Let’s do this. The sooner the entire damn world knows that you’re mine, the better.”

“I guess we need to tell everyone at work too.”

“I’m pretty sure they all think we’re fucking regardless.” He chuckles.

“You’re probably right.”

“However, I’ll make damn sure they all know, especially Mason. I might need something fixed in my office on Monday.”

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