Page 28 of Holding Holly

“So beautiful,” he murmurs. Thick, warm fingers skim around my collarbone, my throat, and his lips drop to softly suck on my nipples.

I moan loudly, letting him know how incredible it feels. My hand slips down to grip his hard shaft, stroking gently just as his hand slips between my legs.

After the first time we slept together, I wondered if James was huge, or if it was just that I was inexperienced. A quick internet search on statistics and measurements indicated that James is…much larger than average. Must be all the healthy mountain air.

The big, warm hand gently stroking my pussy is making me so wet that my hips are already squirming. Moving my hand slowly up and down his length, my head falls against his chest. I’m practically grinding against his hand, overwhelmed by his heat, his scent, the way his sweetness tempers the waves of spicy lust that roll off him as he stares at me.

I gasp when he flips me onto my back, then again when he shifts down, sliding his tongue straight through my quivering pussy.

“Delicious,” he growls, the vibrations against my clit making my entire body pulse. My hands grip his hair, pulling him closer. “Come on my mouth,” he commands, slipping a thick finger inside me, latching his lips onto my swollen button.

I love that he gets straight down to business and is even a bit bossy in the bedroom. If he already knows how to ignite every cell in my body after just a few days, what is he going to be able to do to me in a month? A year? His clean-cut, small town police officer persona drops whenever we’re naked, revealing the lusty mountain man side that I’m also already in love with.

The broken growl between my thighs makes me moan, and I pull his hair a little as I rock my hips, grinding against his tongue while staring into his expressive brown eyes.

I’ve never been this open with anyone. Mind, body, soul.

His eyes light up, realizing how close I am to the edge, and he adds a second finger. It’s so intense having his lips in such an intimate place. It’s also intense to realize that he already knows me and reads my body language perfectly, bringing me to the precipice, then easing back, teasing me over and over.

Just when he generates so much heat in my lower belly that I know I’m about to explode, I give his hair another tug. The lashing of his tongue against my flesh grows stronger, his fingers moving faster, filling and stretching me, and my head tips back with a shaky, weak scream.

If this is the beginning of our life together, I’ll have to start eating as much as James does to keep up my energy.

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JAMES

Her taste. Her fragrance. Her soft skin against my hands and lips. I’m infatuated with Holly.

Bringing her to a shaking, twitching climax would ordinarily have been the highlight of my day, but her telling me that she loves me tops even that.

And to think all I wanted for Christmas this year was more of Mrs. Mackenzie’s potato salad.

Holly’s lips quirk up as I slowly kiss a meandering path to her hip bone, then her breasts. She feels impatient, lightly tugging at my shoulders. I love that she’s so eager for me. Love that she wants this so badly and isn’t shy about telling me.

After grazing her nipples with my teeth, I dip back down, spreading her slick and swollen pink folds. I swipe my tongue slowly through her softness, teasing her until she actually growls at me. “Are you ready for more, baby?”

“Uh huh.”

My cock is so hard right now that it’s almost painful how stretched the skin is. Her eyes lock onto mine as I move over her, spreading her thighs with my knee. Her hips rock, tipping up as if begging.

This is not what I need right now. This luscious girl is so fucking hot that my self-control is already at the limit.

Scooping my arms under her shoulders, I flip Holly on top of me, then hold her tight as I kiss her deeply. Messily. Roughly.

She moans, then lets out a quiet, broken whimper as she shifts, sliding her wet pussy slowly up and down my length. The feeling of her skin dragging against mine is too much to take. I lift her hips with one hand, grabbing the base of my shaft with the other. When I drag the head slowly against her clit, Holly gasps. “Wow. Yeah… Do that again.”

“What’s the magic word?”

She grips my shoulders, shaking me slightly. “Please?”

Holly is a vision – her ragged breath making her chest heave, the curve of her hips filling my hands so perfectly. Running the dripping head of my cock in circles around her button, Holly mumbles and moans in bliss.

Then she leans in to kiss me again, stroking my tongue with hers before pulling back with a surprised grin. “Oh wow. Is that really what I taste like?”

“Yes. The perfect, sweet and salty balance.”

Her eyes roll, yet she’s grinning as if pleased with herself. I use the momentary distraction to shift, nudging my cock down the base of her clit and then into her pussy inch by inch.

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