Page 12 of My Accidental Holidate

“I think Grandma Stella has been keeping us apart,” I reply leaning into his chest, comforted by his warmth.

“Absence does make the heart grow fonder,” he says whispering into my ear.

I groan as desire for him heats my blood. Turning in his arms, I run my hands up his chest and around his neck. He lowers his mouth to mine and drags me closer to him, letting me feel just how much he wants me. I moan into his mouth, lowering my hand to rub his cock through his pants. The bulge blossoms under my touch showing me what I do to him and a thrill courses through my veins.

“Come with me,” Kurt growls stepping back and grabbing my hand.

We almost run across the driveway to the garage. Once we’re inside he shuts the side door, and pushes me against it slowly, capturing my mouth again with his own and pinning me there with his body. His hands grip my ass and I wrap my legs around his waist as he lifts me, griding my hips against him.

“Fuck,” he growls out. “I want to be inside you so bad. Every time I’d look at you, my cock hardened, and I had to turn away from people. My mother thought I was interested in learning about her Ficus tree. I was just hiding a boner!”

I giggle. His honesty is refreshing. He shares and that’s what I want in a partner.

“Then what are you waiting for,” I respond.

“Unfortunately, I didn’t bring protection.” The regret in his voice almost makes me smile, but right now, I needed his cock buried inside me.

“I have a condom in my purse I left in the car.”

“I love a prepared woman.”

Kurt carries me to the car kissing me every step. He sets me down and opens the passenger door. I grab my purse, fishing out the condom and grin up at him holding it between two fingers.

He grins down at me wickedly and we make our way upstairs, which turns out to be a small apartment. In long strides, my shorter ones double-timing to catch up, he leads me to the bedroom where he peels me out of my dress, urgency, and desire in every motion. Thank God for Spandex.

“Fucking magnificent,” Kurt says, stepping back to look at me in nothing but black lace panties and a matching bra. There’s nothing but worship in his eyes. He takes off his jacket, letting it fall to the ground and starts unbuttoning his shirt. “Touch yourself for me.”

My nipples harden at his demand, and I run my hands up my torso, cupping my breasts and squeezing them lightly. I watch greedily as his shirt lands on the ground with his jacket and I slip a hand beneath the band of my panties. I’m not surprised at finding myself soaking wet and rub my swollen bud.

The sound of Kurt’s belt and pants dropping to the floor clinks on the wood. I stop touching myself to unhook my bra, letting it slide to the ground. Kurt closes his eyes briefly, as if in a silent prayer, and I take the opportunity to shimmy out of my panties.

He growls in appreciation and moves forward kissing me hard and backing me up to the edge of the bed where he lowers me down. I arch into him as he licks, sucks, and bites his way down my body. Kissing my neck before moving to my breasts.

“Oh, please,” I beg as he stops to suck both nipples, before continuing his journey south.

Kurt kneels and hooks my legs over his shoulders, meeting my gaze before closing his mouth over my clit. Sucking me and licking me, driving me closer to that deep oblivion I desperately need. I roll my nipples, trying to sate a need to be touched and gasp as Kurt pushes two fingers inside me, thrusting in time with each expert flick of his tongue before adding a third finger and widening me for what I know will stretch me to my limits.

I’m unbelievably close to the edge and cry out in dismay when Kurt’s mouth and fingers leave me. “What the—”

“I love how greedy you are,” he breaths across my skin and shifts us up higher onto the bed.

“Shut up and fuck me already,” I pant, kissing him and tasting myself.

He wastes no time stripping his boxers and freeing his cock. My eyes practically jump from my skull seeing his size. He’s not super long, but he’s girthy and that’s all this girl wants.

Rolling the condom down his hard shaft, he moves between my parted thighs and lines the head of his cock up with my slick entrance and pushes in slowly, easing out and back in until I’ve taken him completely inside me. And we’re united fully.

My breath catches in my throat at the completeness of him deep inside me, but it’s not enough. I wrap by legs around his waist, lifting my hips.

Kurt rolls us so I’m straddling him and grips my hips as I start to move. The walls of my pussy tightening around him as I ride his shaft up and down.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he rumbles, moving a hand between us to rub my clit. He cups the back of my neck to pull me to him for a kiss, our tongues clashing with a need to claim one another. He flips us again and quickens the tempo and I meet him thrust for thrust, begging him to make me come.

“Kurt!” He pushes me over the edge, shooting stars burst behind my clamped eyes as my body shoots into the heavens.

“Fuck you’re gorgeous when you come.” He pushes up and gives two quick, deep pumps and plants, releasing his seed into the condom with shakes of his body.

I rub his back as we come down.

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