Page 11 of HoHoHo for You

“Because of his thick, iron thighs, I knelt, shins flat on the bed on either side of his folded legs, leaving me little room to move.

“But he didn’t seem to care as he urged me to relax against him, and his hip thrusts grew a little deeper, a little stronger.

“Can you feel me like that, Beautiful?” he rasped, one hand still over my mouth as I nodded quickly, my breath growing harsher in my nose. “Good girl,” he chuckled.

“A man after my own heart,” Sam croaked.

“I told you he reminded me of you.”

“His free hand clamped on my hip first, pulling me harder against him as he widened his knees between mine, so I was stretched wide and taking him, my back arched and breasts high because there was so much more of him than me—"

To my relief, Sam yanked the kindle out of my hand and tossed it against the pillows, pulling me back, and thrusting hard enough that my breasts bounced.

“No. More. Reading.”

I let my head sink back against his shoulder, smiling, so,sograteful that my husband was such a fucking genius. I was horny and wet anddying for himas he brought one hand up to my breast, cupping and kneading it, pinching my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, then slid the other between my legs.

My jaw dropped and my breath stopped when he stroked me with one slick finger sliding against me in time with his rolling hips.

Sam gave a low rumble in his chest and the vibration of it against my back raised tingling on my skin. He leaned back slowly, pulling me with him until I was riding him, panting, barely able to balance on the bed because his thighs were so thick under me. To my delight, Sam used the hand between my legs to pull me against him, adding to the pressure and pleasure of his stroking, his hand pressing and sliding against every delicate inch, while he filled me from behind, first slow and deep, but soon picking up the pace.

“Bridget…” He nipped that sensitive skin under my ear. “Keep going, Bridget…keep fucking going.”

The sheer need in his gruff voice sent a shiver of pleasure skating down my spine. I could do little but sit heavily onto him as he thrust, my weight giving him resistance, his hands sliding all over my skin raising goosebumps wherever he touched.

I don’t know when I gave it voice, but as he picked up the pace, I cried out for him, shocking bolts of pleasure snapping through me between where he took me and where he touched.

He had both hands on my breasts for a while, but as we both began to ride that wave of promise, he slipped his hands up to hook over my shoulders and pull me down onto him.

I was a shuddering, puddling mess of bliss when he opened his mouth on my neck while his fingers and cock drew ecstasy from me.

“Sam!” I gasped.

“I’ve got you,” he croaked and the sound of his torment made me tighten on him. Which only urged him faster and harder.

Sam grunted in time with my cries, and his thrusts increased, until he was holding me in place, his hips slapping up to meet me as I braced.

I was a shuddering, breathless mess, hands back to fist in his hair, my body twitching with each wave of pleasure.

“Sam…Sam!”

“I’ve got you, Bridget… I’ve got you—fuck!”

My body tightened and I bowed as I crested that wave and it crashed deep inside me—meeting the jolt of pleasure from Sam as well. I clamped down on him, shuddering as he buried his face in my neck and bellowed, thrusting again and again, until both of us cried out and slumped.

Sam cursed and wrapped an arm around my stomach, pulling me to drop onto the quilt with him, holding me tightly against his chest, still inside me as his twitching, jerking body slowly went still… holding me as we both caught our breaths.

As we laid there and I slowly returned to my right mind, I smiled genuinely, and felt more relaxed than I had in weeks. And of course, that made my eyes pinch with tears of gratitude. I was glad Sam couldn’t see them from behind me.

I hugged his arm that was around my middle and sighed. “Thank you, Sam.”

“I love you, Bridget.”

“I know. I really do. I love you too.”

And we fell asleep there, together. One body, wrapped in each other.

4. See You in the Dark

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