Page 44 of Snow Harm, No Foul

“Mm,” I hum, rolling my hips as Niko rubs the pad of a thick finger over my clit, jolting me further awake. “Good morning.”

His beard is thicker today than it was yesterday, and his eyes are so wild it’s like he’s more awake than he’s ever been. I flash a goofy grin and press myself up to peck his lips with two hands on his chest.

I’ve straddled him in my sleep, and he’s snaked a hand behind my ass to play with my pussy while I slept. When I shift,he’s forced to pull his hand back, leaving my naked core rubbing along his alsoverybare erection.

He glides between my slickness, the ridges brushing against sensitive skin still a little sore from last night. Bliss parts the clouds of sleep in my mind, but I remain in a loose, sleepy state.

Fingers slipping into his mouth, Niko makes a show of sucking my taste from each one of them. I’m holding my breath in anticipation when he brings them to my chest and pinches both of my nipples, using the hold to guide me back down to his chest.

“The power’s back on,” he grunts.

I turn my head and glance out the window, realizing no snow is falling. At first, all I can see is a cloudy sky, but after another few moments of staring?—

“There’s snow up to the windowsill,” I say, mouth gaping.

Niko runs his thumb along my lips before pressing down on my tongue. “Windy as fuck last night. The snowdrift’s gotta be four feet high.”

I wrap my lips around his finger and swipe my tongue over the blunt nail before releasing it. He tightens his gaze on my mouth.

“You’ll have to shovel us out of here today,” I murmur.

“As long as you’re tucked up warm in bed while I do it.”

Every grind of my pussy has me tightening up, this everlasting need for him making itself known again and forcing all other thoughts and topics somewhere out of sight. It’s like we’re under some sort of spell, and the only way to end it is to keep fucking until we no longer want to jump each other’s bones.

I’m beginning to think that will never happen, and I can’t think of anything better.

“I can do that. Be a little cheerleader.”

“Prettiest cheerleader I’ve ever seen,” he rasps, releasing a nipple to move his hand beneath me once again.

He plays with me from behind, toying with my clit before sinking two thick fingers inside my pussy. I toss my head back and cry out at the fullness.

“I’ve taken you everywhere but right here.”

“Where?” I croak, already knowing the answer.

His slick fingers retreat from my pussy to my ass, rimming the tight hole. “Will you let me fuck your ass, angel? Can I slide my cock inside?”

I whimper at the first gentle breach of his finger. “Right now?”

“Right now,” he confirms.

The hard cock between my legs is distracting, but it becomes even more so when he reaches between us to guide it inside. I bear down on him, the stretch not as bad after last night.

“This isn’t my ass,” I whisper, planting my hands on his chest and swirling my hips.

“Gotta stretch you first, baby girl. You’re too tight here to take me yet.”

He strokes my asshole with confident pressure. The sensation is similar to the first time he pushed his thumb into me, but it’s more intense this time. I’m so relaxed that he’s able to add a second finger and work me harder.

“I’ll be so empty without you inside my pussy, Niko,” I mewl, swivelling my hips with every backstroke as I ride him slowly.

I know what I’m doing with my dirty words. He’s the most fun when he’s not holding back, and considering what we’re about to do, I want him feral.

“Fuck, you’ve got such a needy cunt,” he curses, spreading his fingers wide inside of me in a scissoring motion. “Got no lube, but you’re so wet I don’t think I’ll need it.”

Our panted breathing fills the small office, and the bed squeaks beneath us. My knee is nearly off the edge of it, but I don’t let that stop me from pushing onto my heels on eitherside of his body. The adjustment changes the angle, and I gasp when his cock jabs against that spot from last night, my vision darkening around the edges.

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