Page 13 of Snow More Secrets

“Just one more, baby,” he gritted out. “I want you to squirt on my cock.”

“But—”

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, cutting off my argument. “You’re so fucking tight after coming like that. Sucking my cock inside you, so I have to fight to get out. I think your pussy is addicted to my cock, baby. Oh, fuck yeah. That’s it, baby. Can’t get enough, can you? Fuck yeah, Hannah. Yes. Fuck! Take me deep. Oh, fuck!”

I reacted like I always did when he said such filthy things. My nerve endings lit up, and a fire built inside me.

He grabbed my legs and pushed them as wide until there was just the tiniest bite of pain, then he bent my knees and pushed them back, exposing me completely. His eyes were glued to my center. “It’s so fucking hot watching my cock fucking this sweet pussy. Disappearing then coming out shiny with your arousal.” He pumped harder and growled, “Look at it, baby. See how perfectly we fit?”

I dropped my gaze and watched as he filled me repeatedly. He was right, the sight was incredibly erotic, and my walls clamped down, trying to hold him inside.

“Fuck, yes!” he shouted, his cock swelling even more as it got ready to blow his load.

My arms spread out on both sides of me, and I twisted my hands in the sheets as I writhed beneath him.

Jake leaned forward and grasped the headboard, using it as leverage so he could drive in with more force and go impossibly deep.

I screamed in ecstasy, my pelvis bucking to meet each of his downward thrusts.

“So damn hot, baby. So wet. Your pussy is sucking my dick like a fucking lollipop. Fuck! One of these days, your mouth is gonna be the one sucking down my cock. Think you can squeeze me as tight as this pussy, baby? Oh, fuck yes. I fucking love how you react to my dirty mouth.”

I hadn’t realized that he knew what it did to me when he talked like that. It would have embarrassed me if I hadn’t been so caught up in my impending climax.

“Not yet,” he ordered when I was just about to peak. He held back just enough to keep me from climaxing, and I whimpered in frustration. “Not until I’m sure I’ll get what I want.”

“I can’t…” I moaned, feeling as if I might die any second.

He dragged me to and from the edge several times, and I finally grabbed his biceps, digging my nails into his flesh so hard I almost drew blood.

“I need to come!” I shouted.

The bastard just chuckled and took me to the brink and back once more.

I was strung so tight, every muscle in my body was ready to snap, and my brain had long since ceased working. I was practically drunk on sex.

There was a zing of sensation from my nipples, then a stinging feeling on each of my ass cheeks. Each one felt like a zap to my clit.

“Now, Hannah,” Jake shouted, just before I felt a slap on my pussy and a hard flick on my clit.

A scream tore from my lungs, and I gushed hard between my legs, shaking with the force of my orgasm.

“FUCK YES!” Jake bellowed.

Darkness clouded the edge of my vision until the pleasure became too much, and I succumbed to the blackness.

When I came to, our climaxes had finally begun to ebb, and we were both fighting for breath. Jake collapsed down on top of me but quickly rolled over so his weight wouldn’t crush me. His arms and legs wrapped around me, holding me plastered against him with his dick still buried deep inside.

“Now go to sleep, baby,” he muttered.

I was too tired to argue.

Seven

JAKE

The last thing I wanted to do this year was to be with my family for Christmas.

I loved them and normally enjoyed every holiday we got to spend together. But this year, as Christmas Eve drew closer, my mood got shittier and shittier.

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