Page 41 of Just A Dash of Holiday Magic
“I can wait.” She leans back on her elbows and crosses her legs.
“No way.” I rest my hand on her thigh and pull her legs apart. “I’ve wanted this for too long.”
I lean down and kiss my way slowly up between her thighs. My fingers find the lace of her panties and peel them down the creamy skin of her thighs. I can't hold back anymore, needing to taste her sweetness.
The moans that come from Julianna’s lips could make a monk cry. And I don’t know how much more I can take before I have to be inside her. She comes on my tongue, her thighs tensing around me.
I kiss my way up her body, ready to give her everything I have—my body, my heart, and my soul. The love I feel is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I know with absolute certainty that I can’t live without her.
“Kiss me,” she whimpers, and I’m all too happy to oblige.
Julianna pushes the waist of my sweatpants down my hips and grips my cock. I moan into her mouth. Her hand feels amazing, but I know that burying myself deep inside her will be nothing short of heaven.
She guides me to her wet entrance, and I push in. Her nails dig into the skin on my back as her body adjusts to my thick length.
“You are so tight,” I breathe into the crook of her neck. My hands find her breasts and pinch her pebbled nipples. “You feel so amazing.”
Her inner muscles tighten, and I nearly come undone. I push in and out of her, letting the friction of our bodies build the pleasure until our release. I never want to spend another day, not inside her.
“Ryan, I’m close,” Julianna calls out.
I am too. I want to lose myself to the pleasure of this moment with her. I pump my hips faster and harder, bringing us both closer to the edge of the abyss.
When I feel her tense beneath me, I allow myself to let go. Tumbling as we, we hold on.
“I love you,” I whisper, but the gasp she takes lets me know that she heard me.
I turn to look at her, and she rests her hands on either side of my face.
“I love you too.”
