Page 9 of Dad Bod Book Boyfriend for Christmas

She wraps herself around me as I flex my hips and thrust all the way home.Home. That’s exactly how it feels to be inside Riley. I capture her small whimper with my mouth, sliding my tongue along hers and tasting her sweetness.

Riley kisses me back, swirling her tongue around mine and nipping my bottom lip. Her fingernails dig to my shoulders, and with a sexy, post-orgasmic look, she demands, “Fuck me, Jake. Please, fuck me.”

Those dirty words leaving her swollen lips have my balls tightening. Who am I to deny this amazing woman what she wants?

Pressing my pelvis against hers with every thrust, I fuck her hard and deep. I brace myself above her with one hand, holding her thick thigh with the other to open her further as I rail her.

Riley cries out, back arching, glorious tits bouncing, tight sheath milking my cock. I can’t hold on any longer. Seeing her come, my name torn from her lips, is too much. I climax so fucking hard that my vision blurs at the edges. My gaze is glued to as her face opens in ecstasy, her moans filling the room as her body trembles and shudders with her orgasm.

Her velvety walls are slick with my cum as I reluctantly pull out and collapse beside her. “Did I hurt you?” I ask, pulling her into my arms and tugging the duvet over us. “I never want to hurt you.”

“Only a little at first, but it turned into something spectacular pretty quickly,” she replies, snuggling into me.

“You’re extraordinary,” I say into the crook of her neck. She still smells like apple and cinnamon, and I love that everything about her seems so deliciously edible. Her skin, her hair, her pussy. Jesus, I’m done for.

“When can we do it again?” she asks, pulling away a little so she can look me in the eye.

I laugh and roll on top of her. “I’m gonna need a few minutes, but I can go down on you whenever you’re ready.”

Riley

Spending time with Jake, naked and wrapped up in him, is beyond my wildest expectations. I can’t imagine doing what we just did with anyone else. It’s blissful.

We’ve barely slept when morning arrives, yet I’m energized and invigorated.

“We should shower,” I suggest, giggling as Jake playfully slaps my ass.

“I know, but that feels too much like ending what we have in this bed,” he argues. “I don’t want it to end.” He pulls me into his embrace again and nuzzles my neck.

“Well, we need to eat something, at least. I’ll cook us breakfast.”

Jake follows me from the room, holding me close as I manoeuver around my tiny kitchen, his naked warmth filling me with giddy excitement.

The crunch of a key in the door startles us, and we share a confused glance. My heart stops before beating out of my chest as I remember who else has a key.

“Christy has a spare key,” I hiss, my thudding heart now plummeting to my feet.

Thankfully, my lower half is hidden behind the counter, and Jake grabs a towel from the laundry basket in time to cover my breasts as Christy appears in the doorway of my apartment.

She stops. Blinks. The crease in her forehead shows her confusion. The deep red flush high on her cheekbones reveals her anger.

I bite my lip. “Christy, I-I can explain—”

Too late. She’s already spinning on her heels and slamming the door behind her.

I turn to face Jake, my chest tight with sadness, my eyes welling with tears.

“It’s okay. She needs to get used to us being together.” Jake holds my waist tightly, pulling me against him like we’re two pieces of the same puzzle. He smooths his hand over my hair, pushing a tendril behind my ear. “It may feel odd, how we got here, but you and I are meant to be, Riley.”

I want to believe him. I do. But what if he wants us to work out so much that he can’t see reason? This might only be a brief moment in time. I’ve known Christy since we met in college. We can’t alienate my best friend, his sister, for whatever this is between us. Can we?

“Stop overthinking,” he says, dropping his mouth to mine. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I met you. I kept my distance because of Christy, but when I saw you on that app, I knew I had to take my chance or risk losing you forever.” He kisses me again, making my knees soft. “I’m glad I took that chance.”

I’m torn between my powerful feelings for Jake and my love for my best friend. “Even if it means Christy disowning us?”

Jake

“Mom!” I call as soon as I step through the front door, practically dragging Riley behind me.

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