Page 13 of Merry Christmas To Me
Chapter 6
Sia~
It wasn’t just the size of his dick.
It was everything.
It was the way he kissed, the way he touched, the way he worked his tongue, the way he took command, it was the way he dideverything.
After a weeklong debate with myself, I had finally found the nerve to show up at his shop, and I had been so consumed by that kiss, I hadn’t even bothered to check his test results when he had offered. I had recklessly thrown all caution to the wind and had said yes.
“Fuck, Sia,” Archer grunted beneath me. “I can’t get enough of your hot, tight pussy.”
After Archer had made me see God on his desk, he had surprised me by pulling up his pants after he came, gathering me up in his arms, and carrying me up a flight of stairs. Realization dawned quickly when he opened the door and a huge apartment had emerged before my eyes.
Not bothering to waste any time, Archer had taken us to his bedroom, where he had set me on my feet, finished undressing whatever was left, and carried me to his bed, completely naked.
And then I had gotten the show of my life when he stood right next to the bed and undressed for me.
Holy Mary, Mother of God.
Archer’s body was carved to perfection, and even with his dick soft, I thought it a miracle he hadn’t ripped me apart with that thing.
A few minutes of kissing and petting, as soon as Archer was hard again, he had rolled us over, lifted my hips, and had slid me onto his erection. And though we’ve been in this position a while, my body was still struggling to take him all.
Who in the hell had dick that big?
With my hands planted on his muscled chest, I was riding his hips the best I could, but I wasn’t too ashamed to admit his size was a lot more than I was used to; than any woman on the planet was probably used to.
But, damn, if it didn’t feel good to be stretched so painfully.
His hands left my hips and slid up my body until he was cradling both my breasts. His hands were large, rough, warm, and they felt so good wherever he touched me. My head fell back, and I reveled in the dual sensations of Archer filling me full and the roughness of his hands teasing my nipples.
“I can’t wait to cum on these tits of yours, Sia,” he rasped out. “You’re going to look so pretty covered in white.”
“Oh, God…”
I couldn’t remember if I agreed to no limits, but the idea wasn’t sounding so bad right now. I’ve never had a guy cum on my chest, but what did that matter when I was allowing him to cum inside my body? It seemed ridiculous to shy away from his release all over my body when we were already doing the most intimate thing possible.
Archer’s hand wrapped around the back of my neck, and he brought my forehead down to his. “I’m fucking you raw all night long, Sia,” he said. “All fucking night long.”
I found I was okay with that. “Okay,” I exhaled sharply as he hit deep inside me.
Those golden eyes of his held my gaze with every thrust. “I’m going to cum on your tits, your face, your back, your ass, and anywhere else you have some sweet, soft skin.”
My hips started rocking faster back and forth. “Yes…” I didn’t care anymore how letting him do all that might make me look. Like Lily said, this wasn’t forever. When we were done using each other, I’d never have to see him again. His opinion wasn’t going to matter a year from now, never mind ten.
“Your pussy feels so fucking good…”
“Archer…” I whimpered. “Please…”
“You need to cum?”
“Yes, please…” I begged.
“Always my pleasure,” he growled right before he flipped us over, his body covering mine now.
My hands fisted in the sheets, I spread my legs wider as Archer’s thrusts became more forceful. “Yes…”
