Page 24 of Love for the Holiday
“Mmhmm.” It was the only word I could form. If that even counted as a word.
“Would you like me to warm you up?” With one of his hands, the tips of his fingers glided up my arm and made me shiver at his touch. His other hand held the back of my neck. He lowered his head down and his lips crashed against mine; igniting a fire.
Our hands roamed across each other’s bodies, while our tongues explored each other’s mouths. He tasted of mint and hot cocoa. We moaned against each other’s lips as the kiss intensifies ten-fold.
“Fuck,” he said with our kiss continuing.
“Take me,” I moaned into his mouth.
“With pleasure.” He grabbed me by my hips and turned me to where my back is against his chest. “Bend over, baby.”
I don’t need to be told twice. I gladly bent over with my hands braced against the built-in shower bench. The tip of his cock ran down along my ass before sliding to where I wanted him. The water flowed across my body and into my face, but there’s no doubt he can feel my heat or pool of arousal.
“So, beautiful.” He smacked my ass. My back arched and I pushed back against him. His cock is now pressing inside me.
“Take it if you want it.”
Those were the magic words.
He held my hips and thrust deep inside me. Screams of pleasure rocked out of my mouth. No matter how many times we had sex, he always stretched me. He was so big. I loved his size.
I moved my hips to match his rhythm. He bottomed out in me and we both moaned. His pace quickened. One of his hands held my hip, while his other arm wrapped around me. His fingers began circling my clit. I bucked at the touch.
He pressed firmer against my clit and continued the circles. He rammed in and out of me; never faltering his pace. My mind is clouded from pleasure. My legs felt like jelly and my breath is ragged. I’m ready to come.
It’s barely been five minutes and I’m ready to soak his dick.
“I’m going…”
“Come for me, Love. Let me feel you. Please.” He leaned closer to my ear. “Come for me, baby.”
His warm breath against my ear. The vibration from his lips as he talked pushed me over the edge. I bucked frantically as I ride my intense orgasm.
Jacob continued fucking me. This time both of his hands are back on my hips. He pounded forcefully inside me making it hard for me to sturdy myself but made another orgasm explode.
“Jacob!” I screamed.
“That’s it, baby. Give me more. Come again,” he moaned. “Fuck. I’m going to come.”
“Come for me. Fill me up. Please,” I pled. “Fill me!”
“Fuck!” He roared then he stilled as he cums every drop inside me. My own orgasm was coming to an end. “You’re so perfect, sweetheart. I love everything about you.”
His words echoed in my mind. Love? Did he mean them how I hope he meant them? Or does he mean it as in a like?
Giddiness rose in me as I tried to decipher exactly what his words meant.
He slowly pulled out of me and turned me to face him. He smiled.
“How’d I get so lucky?” He asked before kissing me swiftly. “You’ve made me the luckiest man on the planet, babe.”
“And, I’m the luckiest woman on the planet,” I whispered before leaning my head against his chest. I wasn’t sure how long things would work out between the two of us, but I’d worry about that another day. Right now, I just wanted to bask in the moment.
***
We drank hot chocolate and cuddled by the fire throughout the night. The holidays weren’t what I thought they’d be. After the bomb my parents dropped on me, I thought my holidays would be spent sitting on my couch, shoving my face in a gallon of ice cream, while watchingThe GrinchandThe Nightmare Before Christmas.Instead, I was spending the holidays with a man who treated me like a queen. A man, who had stolen my heart in a short amount of time-- Doctor Jacob Holiday.
“Sweetheart,” Jacob whispered against my ear. “Your phone is ringing.”
