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“I’m going to need another cup of coffee,” she joked.

“I can call Sam and request two black eyes if you’d like.”

“You’re serious about this, aren’t you?”

“I don’t joke about sex with you, Mak.”

“I thought it wasChristmaspeople in this town didn’t joke about?”

“That’s everyone else. For me, I don’t joke about being balls deep inside of you as I fuck you senseless. I also don’t joke about beating my record of how many times I can make you come in one night.”

She licked her lips and then chewed the bottom one nervously.

“Why do I feel like I need to stretch or something before we get started?”

“Because your body remembers what I can do to it. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to stretch you real good as I eat your pussy in bed.”

I hopped off the couch and grabbed her hand, pulling her with me. When she didn’t move as fast as I wanted, I turned around and tossed her over my shoulder, carrying her fireman style to the bed. Fun times were to be had, which meant we didn’t have time to waste.

Twenty

Makayla

Aiden tossed me ontohis bed like I was some sort of plaything, and I was not upset about it at all. The hunger in his eyes had my pussy aching. Even though I knew we shouldn’t be crossing this line, it also felt like now was as good of a time as any.

“I can’t tell you how long I’ve been waiting to eat your pussy again,” he admitted as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor, licking his lips.

A chill spread over my body, making me desperate for his touch.

He undressed at record speed, climbing on the bed and quickly removing my clothes. It was as if we both knew how badly we needed this. To touch each other and have the comfort of something familiar. Aiden knew my body better than I did, and I hoped that I still knew all the things that would drive him crazy.

His body was heavy on top of mine, making me needy with desire. I spread my legs, inviting him in as his fingers trailed lightly over my thighs before brushing across my slit. He kissed down the side of my neck, over my collarbone, and then over my breasts. My nipples puckered against the chilly air, hardening more when he drew one into his mouth and sucked.

“Ahh,” I cried, scratching my nails down his back as he sucked harder. “Aiden, please.”

His chuckle vibrated against my skin as he moved to the other nipple. He slid a finger inside me, the sensation forcing me to squirm on the bed.

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