Page 27 of Holiday Hook-Up
“That’s my good girl.” I let go of her to grab my silk tie from the bedside table. She blinked, watching my every move. “Almost as good as Christmas ribbons,” I said as I brought her arms above her head and bound her wrists together to the headboard. “Look at you. So beautiful.”
I trailed kisses lower, cupping her tits and sucking her nipples one at a time. “I’ve been thinking about you like this all day. Last night was only a taste. I need more.”
“Logan,” she gasped while I centered myself between her thighs, ready to devour her pussy. She opened for me and I wasted no time sucking and flicking her clit, finding a rhythm that had her bucking her hips against my face. I’d happily spend a lifetime between Emerald’s legs. Her moans as she ground against me were easily the sexiest sounds I’d ever heard. I slipped a finger inside her, pumping, matching her pace.
“God, Logan, I’m so close. Don’t stop.”
Never.
Her pussy clenched as she pulled the headboard, rattling the wall.Yes, baby. Take what you want.Juices soaked my face as her orgasm rolled through her.
“Oh, God. Fuck. Feels so good,” Emerald whimpered while I gave her pulsing clit one last suck. I stayed nuzzled in her pussy until her legs dropped open and her moaning turned to husky laughs. “I think my soul left my body.”
“I hope not. I happen to like your soul exactly where it is in this very sexy, very beautiful body.” I swiped my forearm over my mouth where I was damp from Emerald’s wetness and climbed to untie and kiss her right as she started to laugh.
“Mmm,” I said against her lips. “You taste incredible. These lips…” I swiped my tongue over her lower lip, sucking it gently. “This neck…” Trailing lower, I nibbled and sucked along the slope of her neck to her collarbone.
“God, Logan… come back up here.” She laughed until I sucked her pebbled nipple into my mouth.
“I’m going to kiss every inch of you, baby.” Hovering over her stomach, my cock so hard I ached, I brought my face lower, kissing down her ribcage and over her soft belly.
“You ready to give me another?” I slipped my finger back inside her. She was drenched for me.
“Logan, I can’t. I’ve never-”
I pressed my tongue against her clit and her words became a moan. Taking my time, I lapped her juices, bringing her to the edge, then slowed my pace. Pleasuring her was it for me. This, here and now, was my new dream. I’d always loved being a giver. Nothing made me harder than getting my partners off. But it had never been this intense before Emerald. No one’s ever felt so undeniably right.
I ate her pussy for so long that my cock leaked, soaking my boxers. Just as her climax peaked, I grabbed a condom, slid it on, and thrusted into her.
“Yes, fuck me, Logan. Don’t stop,” Emerald panted. Her eyes glazed over and she looked thoroughly sated.
“You’re so tight, love. You feel so fucking good.” Each pump into her was pure bliss. Watching her eyes close, mouth parted and hearing her whimper my name with each push deep inside her made me only want to fuck her harder. It made me want to give her all of me. Everything. “You’re mine, Emerald. My good fucking girl to spoil. My princess.”
“Mmhmm. Yes, yours.” Each word was punctuated by my thrust and her grinding her hips against me.
“No one lays a finger on you but me. No one hurts you ever again.” I was losing it, panting hard with every word, with every pump.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Fuck,” I moaned and flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her ass up to so we fit perfectly. I spanked her full cheek, and rubbed the redness away with my palm. She was so deliciously wet, so tight and perfect I couldn’t hold any longer.
I reached beneath her to circle her clit, while holding her hips in place with my other hand. Her cries of pleasure rang through my ears as I spilled inside her with one last thrust.
Exhausted, we collapsed in a tangle of limbs, never breaking contact. Between panting breaths I kissed her, moving her hair from her forehead to take in her flushed face.
“Mmm,” she moaned, wearing the most serene grin. I kissed the corner of her lip as she rolled toward me. “You, Sir, are something else.”
“I hope that’s a compliment,” I chuckled.
“Very much so.” She trailed her nails along my bare torso, drawing a groan from me. We stayed like that, wrapped in each other’s arms, trailing warm skin, brushing kisses. “Did you mean what you said?”
“Hmm?” I asked. “I mean everything I say. What specifically though?”
Her fingertip traced the ink on my forearms. “That I was yours. I know we just met and it’s not typical but-”
“Yes.” I held her face between my palms. “Maybe it’s happening fast, but I don’t want this to end. You’re too special, Emerald.”
She smiled and yawned. We were so tired but I still had that unsettled feeling. Like if I closed my eyes this would all be nothing but a dream.
