Page 27 of A Grinchmas Delight

She grinds harder. Faster. Her palm placed on my chest as she stares down at me.

“I hate you,” she moans.

“Ditto, babygirl.”

“I hate you, Zane,” she moans my name and all it takes is for her to tighten around me and I can’t hold back a second longer. With the smell of her sweet cunt on my face and her riding me, I’m a goner.

“Fuck, babygirl. I’m coming with you!” I cry out, gripping her thighs and pounding into her.

She’s moaning and clenching around me as I come so hard inside her. My orgasm is so strong that I start to catch a cramp in my thigh.

“Ahhh,” I wail, gripping at the back of my thigh and trying to bend my leg upward.

“What? What’s wrong?” she asks, her face full of concern for whatever is ailing me.

“Cramp,” I croak, still gripping my thigh. It finally secedes and I’m able to catch my breath. “Whew,” I exhale and Dayra giggles, wiggling her hips as I’m still inside her.

“Okay. I’m going this way,” she points to her right as she dismounts and walks to my bathroom.

I get up and hobble my way into the bathroom behind her, my thigh still tender from the cramp in it.

I open the cabinet next to my shower and grab a washcloth. I turn on the water and let it run for a moment as she sits down to pee. Part of me is a little sad that my cum is leaking out of her. I want her to feel me inside of her always. I want to cum in her every single day.

I clean myself up and when Dayra returns I run it back beneath the warm flow of the water, heating it again. I kneel in front of her and run the warm cloth softly between her legs. She grips at my shoulders, her eyes closed and head tilted back as I clean her up.

I place a kiss on her smooth mound before standing and kissing her lips.

“Come on, let’s go get in the bed. You’re freezing,” I note, grabbing her hand and leading her back to my bed.

She follows me to the bed and I lift the blanket for her to climb beneath it. I slide in behind her and click the button to turn off the Christmas tree lights. I nestle in behind her, wrapping my arm around her waist.

She leans into me, tilting her head back to rest it on my shoulder. I kiss the side of her temple.

“How’s your leg?” she asks and I can hear the smile in her voice.

I laugh softly. “It’s good. A little sore, but it was so fucking worth it.”

She nods enthusiastically with her eyes closed.

“Goodnight, Dayra,” I whisper.

“Goodnight,” she whispers back.

I lay there with my mind racing as she falls asleep in my arms. I’m falling madly in love with a woman I couldn’t standmerely a month ago. Somehow, all the things that I thought I hated about her have turned into quirks that I adore. I’m fucked.

CHAPTER NINE

DAYRA

I wakeup wrapped in Zane’s arms while he snores softly over my shoulder. Panic rises in my chest. This is too much. It feels too… right.Hefeels too right. Right for me. Right for everything in my life. I try to control my breathing and slowly slide out from his grip on me. I’m naked, in his bedroom, without a vehicle.

I take a slow, deep breath and search for my clothes. I can’t do this. I quickly put on my clothes and search for my purse. I cannot find it in the house and I remember I may have left it in his truck. I walk outside and tug on the door handle. Unlocked. Thank you Jesus. I find my purse sitting on the passenger seat. I rummage through it and find my phone. I open the Uber app and my ride shows up in five minutes. I’ve never gotten an Uber that fast before in my life.

It’s a thirty-minute ride to Scotty’s place to get my car and I exhale a breath of relief once I’m situated in the driver’s seat of my own vehicle. The more distance I put between myself and Zane, the more relief I feel. I just need space. I need to clear my head.

I open my phone app on the touch screen of my car and tap on Maia’s name. The phone rings three times before she answers.

“Hello?” Her voice is thick with sleep and I can tell I woke her up. I don’t even know what time it is. I glance at the clock on the radio and it reads five minutes after six.

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