Page 18 of Christmas Hearts

"You're going to be the death of me, gorgeous."

He gets into bed by crawling over me and lying beside me on his side. His hand moves the hair out of my face and caresses my cheek gently. His fingers move from my forehead to my nose, then my lips. He brushes his thumb against my bottom lip, making me open my mouth.

He keeps tracing my chin and neck with his fingers. It's like he's trying to follow the map my body is showing him. His face is so serious like this is the most important thing he has ever had to do. When he gets to my breasts, he lowers his head and starts kissing and licking them, avoiding the nipples.

The warmth of his tongue on my skin starts to drive me crazy. I hear someone whimpering in the room and then realize it's me who is making the noises.

"Justin, please."

I have a love/hate relationship with begging. It comes out of me more easily than I would like. It's the people-pleaser in me. Justin seems hypnotized by what he's doing, but my cry wakes him up. He crawls on top of me and places himself with his cock between my legs.

There's a barrier between us, and I want it gone, but he starts kissing me roughly. It's like something snapped inside of him, and he's become a ferocious beast that's about to devour me. I pull him closer to me as we kiss for what seems like hours until we finally come up for air.

"You're mine, Ana Maria Gonzalez."

With that declaration, he reaches between my legs and tears off my lacy panties. He tosses them aside, and before I can say or do anything, he plunges deep inside me. I gasp with surprise at the intrusion and the realization of how big he actually is.

He starts moving almost immediately, and all I can do is hold on to him. The thrusts are wild and desperate like he wants to fuse us together. All the while that he fucks me, he's whispering endearments to me, which makes me melt.

He freezes for a minute and turns us around so that I'm on top.

"Take me, Ana. Make me yours."

I blush but adjust myself so I can ride him like the stallion he is. This is no time to be shy. I don't take it easy on him, either.I start riding him with all I've got, and pretty soon, we're both breathless, and beads of sweat appear all over our bodies.

My body is almost at its boiling point, but I can't get there for some reason.

"Justin… I ca-can't."

He reaches up to my face so that I look down at him. He looks a mess and I'm proud I've done that to him.

"Come with me, Ana."

With that said, he reaches between us and starts teasing my clit. I arch my back and ride him hard until all the pressure that has built up inside me explodes, sending pleasure throughout my body. My pussy starts pulsating around Justin's cock, and that brings his own orgasm forward.

He groans, and I feel him jerk inside me as his hot seed shoots into my womb. I flop down on top of him and hide my face in his neck. Our bodies are sweaty and hot, but I don't think I can move a muscle. After a few minutes, his cock has deflated, and he shifts me to my side of the bed.

I can feel his cum trickling down my thighs, but he goes to the bathroom and brings something to clean me up with. He looks satisfied and in charge. When he returns to bed, he takes me into his arms and holds me close.

We turn the TV on to watch the New Year's countdown. This is the best way to start the new year—with someone you love cuddling with you. I know it's too fast, but I love him. I'm about to blurt this truth out when he scoots out of bed and returns quickly.

"This is for you."

He plops a velvet box on my stomach and smiles at me. I'm not really sure what is happening right now, but it can't be what I'm thinking. Can it? I reach gingerly for the box and hesitate for a moment. This can't be? I look at him, and he's still smiling at me like a loon.

I open it and sure enough, there's an engagement ring there. It's a simple band with a small diamond, but I find it beautiful. What I don't like is the way he has given it to me.

"Is this…"

"Your engagement ring."

"You forgot to propose."

"But we agreed…"

I get up from bed and start putting on my clothes. My fast, jerky movements show how angry I am right now. He gets up from the bed and pulls me into his arms.

"I'm sorry, gorgeous. I should have known. I'm just so excited for this engagement. Will you forgive me?"

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