Page 42 of Wintertime Heat (Holiday 1)

I never begged.

He takes it as a challenge.

Sitting beside me, he studies my face as he inserts one finger inside my completely drenched pussy.

Seeing as I hadn’t slept with anybody for a long period of time, my muscles had tightened, and the wet friction makes me moan. When my hands shift from their position, he grabs them with one of his wrists, above my head as he fucks me on one finger, and then two.

My cries are garbled as I feel the way those thick fingers push in and out, occasionally rubbing my clit.

“S-Steven.”

But he doesn’t stop, maintaining the steady pace, just in and out.

My lips tremble with the force of the sensation, as my body tries to both escape this exquisite torture and get more.

I refuse to beg, however.

His fingers increase their pace, his eyes never leaving my face, as he fucks my pussy with just one hand. My moans get louder and the second I felt I was on the edge of climax, he slows down, removing all his fingers, but one.

My inner muscles try to contract around his finger, as I was close to breaking.

“S-Steven!”

He raises a brow, “You know what to say.”

I growl at him, “I hate you.”

He leans down to brush his lips against mine and slide his tongue inside and suck on mine. Pulling his head away, he whispers, “Wrong phrase. Try again.”

“You’re an asshole!” I groan when he inserts another finger and scissor them inside, making me cry out.

“Not even close, baby.”

“Oh, God, just fuck me! Please!”

The cocky smirk slides from his lips, “Say that again.”

I was close to an orgasm, and I moan, “Fuck me.”

His fingers withdraw and suddenly three fingers thrust into my wet passage as he increases his speed, making me buck and cry, holding my hands still above my head, not giving me the chance to grab onto anything for purchase as I tumble over the edge.

His fingers withdraw from my pussy and even as I am coming down from my high, I see him raise his fingers and lick them clean.

“I like the taste of you

. I could eat you out for hours. Just stick my tongue in and keep fucking you with it.”

My abdomen clenches and I feel him release my hands and take off his pants.

He rounds over to me and runs his hands over my weakened thighs, before suddenly flipping me over with such great ease that I was startled.

Before I could even form a coherent thought, I feel the blunt tip of his cock probe my slit.

He doesn’t penetrate me completely, only slides in the head, making me clench the sheets.

I murmur his name, and I feel a sharp slap on my rear that had me jolting.

Another one, and before I could register the heated pain, his cock is fully sheathed in me, making me choke out his name.

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