Page 22 of Snow More Secrets

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you. Damn, I missed those sexy fucking sounds.”

I bit the stiff peak, and she cried out, her body jolting and thrusting her chest out as her head fell back against the wall.

Her underwear was sexy as fuck, but I was done having barriers between us. I popped the clasp on her bra, and her breasts tumbled free. I wrapped my lips around the one I hadn’t touched yet while my hand twisted in the fabric of her panties and ripped it from her body.

With my hands on her ass once more, I yanked her forward so her pussy made contact with my skin. “Oh fuck,” I grunted, feeling her juices smeared over my stomach.

My forehead rested between her breasts as I tried to stay in control of myself. “You’re fucking drenched,” I groaned.

My long, thick cock stood up, the tip just below her sweet heaven. Slowly, I dragged her down my body, not going inside her yet, but making sure she was cradling my hardness between the lips of her pussy.

I licked a path up her neck, then put my mouth next to her ear. “Do you remember how wet I can make you, baby? How your pussy gushed into my mouth and around my dick? Fuck, I could come just thinking about it.”

Hannah shuddered, moving slightly up and down so my dick rubbed over her sensitive bundle of nerves. “Oh, yes,” she moaned before moving again, this time on purpose.

“You want to fuck my cock, Hannah?” I murmured in a low, seductive tone. “It’s yours, baby. Take what you want.”

Hannah’s arms circled my neck, and she pulled herself up before sliding back down. “Yes!”

When she went to move again, I held her hips, keeping her still.

Her head snapped up, and her eyes flew open, staring at me with shock. “You said I could take what I wanted,” she pouted.

I nodded. “You can, baby. Once you tell me what it is you want. You need to say it, Hannah. Admit it to me and yourself.”

She hesitated, biting her lip as she contemplated her options. When she tried to wiggle, I scowled at her, keeping her securely in place with a steel grip.

“Say it, Hannah,” I demanded.

“I want you,” she whispered. “I want to feel you rubbing against me, inside me, owning my body and making me come so hard I don’t feel anything but you.”

“Tell me who you belong to, Hannah.”

“You, Jake. I’m yours.”

I wanted to push her, to make her tell me she was mine forever and would never leave me, but I could see in her eyes that she wasn’t ready. She had given me as much as she could emotionally handle at that moment.

My hands relaxed, and I guided her up and down my cock, groaning at the sounds of her slick flesh coating my dick in her juices. Looking down between us, my eyes were glued to the sight of her puffy folds hugging my shaft, making it glisten even more every time she undulated against it.

Finally, I couldn’t take any more. Come was beading on the swollen purple head and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.

“I need to be inside you,” I growled. This time, when I helped her up, I positioned my cock so that as she slid back down, she took the tip into her tight channel. “Fuck, you feel good,” I groaned, closing my eyes and dropping my head back.

“Please,” she whimpered.

“Do you want my cock inside you, baby? Want me to fuck this tight little pussy and make you scream?”

“Yes. Oh, Jake, yes! I need you.”

“Need me?” I asked through a clenched jaw.

She paused, then sank down a little farther onto my shaft. “I want you.”

My hips bucked as I jerked her down, impaling her and burying myself balls deep inside her.

“Fuck!” I shouted in ecstasy.

There were goose bumps on her skin and I suddenly realized that despite how hot our fucking was, she was still cold from her damp clothes.

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