Page 66 of Another Christmas from Hell

“We have a lot to do still,” Bryce said, kissing her neck as his hand moved over her belly and covered her breast.

“Which is why I fully plan on working through lunch tomorrow,” Cayley told him as she gave her bottom a little wiggle, which earned her a long-suffering sigh as the man that she couldn’t seem to get enough of shifted behind her and-

Groaned in her ear when the move caused the tip of the large and incredibly hard erection that had been pressed against her back for the past ten minutes to slide between her legs and come to rest against her slit. She didn’t think that she would ever get used to this, but she was willing to try, Cayley thought, unable to help but moan as she shifted her hips and slowly pushed back.

“Then, it’s probably a good thing that I already called in sick for both of us,” Bryce said as he released her breast after one last gentle caress and slid his hand back down to her hip.

“It probably is,” Cayley murmured in agreement as she raised her leg just enough so that he could push his way inside her.

Her eyes closed on another moan as Bryce pressed another kiss against the back of her neck. He felt incredible, Cayley thought as she felt the large tip push inside her, only to hesitate in the way that he did whenever he entered her, giving her a chance to get used to him. His breath would catch as he struggled to bite back a moan while she lay there, licking her lips as she waited, desperate for him to fill her as the ache between her legs intensified until she couldn’t take it anymore and shifted her hips, forcing him to finally slide inside her.

It drove her crazy every time he did it.

So good…

Cayley turned her head, only to moan when Bryce took her mouth in a hungry kiss as she pushed back, taking him inside her. A soft groan left her as she savored every inch making its way inside her. He was so thick, Cayley thought, gently rocking her hips so that she was able to meet every thrust as she reached up and cupped the back of his neck, keeping him where she needed him.

Bryce slowed his thrusts, his hand slid over her hip and settled between her legs as he whispered against her lips, “You have no fucking idea how good you feel, Cayley,” and ran one fingertip over her slit, making her breath catch in her throat.

He took his time tracing her slit before he gently parted her lips and found her clit. When she whimpered against his lips, Bryce teased her with the flat of his fingertip, giving her no choice but to break off the kiss so that she could turn her head and grab hold of the pillow as she buried her face against it with a moan. Bryce pressed his lips against the back of her neck as he moved faster, his thrusts becoming less controlled while he kept moving his fingertips over her clit, and-

“Bryce,” Cayley moaned into her pillow as she pushed back against him harder, desperate for each stroke of his cock.

She felt him swell inside her as he groaned against her neck, his movements quickened and-

“Oh, God!” Cayley screamed against her pillow as she felt Bryce release inside her, triggering an orgasm that had her moaning his name against the pillow even as she found herself wondering when exactly she’d fallen in love with him.

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“I hope you’re hungry,”came the softly whispered words as he felt Cayley’s lips brush teasingly against his.

“Starving,” Bryce said, unable to help but smile as he opened his eyes to find Cayley standing next to the bed, wearing one of his shirts and holding a plate overflowing with what looked like toaster waffles, toast slathered in peanut butter and jelly, sausages, and a large glass of apple juice.

“I bet,” Cayley murmured absently as she worried her bottom lip between her teeth as she glanced from him to the small nightstand by the bed and then down to her plate.

Seeing the problem, Bryce reached for the plate, only to have the small woman mutter, “This just won’t do,” with a sad shake of her head as she placed the apple juice on the nightstand so that she could reach down and grab hold of the covers and toss them aside.

He opened his mouth, only to groan when she followed that up by crawling onto his lap and settling against the part of him that really liked having her there. She really was evil, Bryce thought with a groan when he realized that she wasn’t wearing anything beneath his shirt when her warm, soft lips spread open over him and pressed against the underside of his cock, which was really enjoying the attention.

While Cayley took her time settling more comfortably on top of him, Bryce placed his hands on her thighs and watched as she reached over and grabbed hold of the other pillow and pulled it closer so that she could set the plate on top of it. That was followed by her reaching down and grabbing hold of the shirt that she’d helped herself to and pulled it off before tossing it aside, leaving her completely naked and ensuring that this would always be his favorite way of waking up in the morning.

Once she was done, Cayley reached over and picked up the fork on the plate, cut a piece of waffle, double-dipped it in syrup and once she was assured that it wouldn’t drip all over the place, she brought it to his mouth and-

Fucking. Evil, Bryce thought with a glare that was met with an innocent look that had his eyes narrowing on the little brat when she rolled her hips, causing her wet pussy to slide over the underside of his cock. Definitely evil, Bryce decided as he chewed the lukewarm bite of waffle.

“Something wrong?” Cayley asked, reaching over to stab a sausage link and took a bite, all while blinking innocently at him and-

Forced him to bite back a groan when she shifted again. She took another nibble of that sausage before holding it out to him. Keeping his eyes locked on her, Bryce leaned forward and bit off the rest of the sausage, only to end up dropping his head back against the headboard with a groan when the evil tease rolled her hips again.

With a heartfelt sigh, Cayley reached over and placed the fork on the plate before picking up a piece of toast and took a bite as she looked down with a curious expression on her face that drew his attention and had him immediately regretting the decision as he watched her slowly roll her hips, riding the underside of his cock as it grew painfully harder. Bryce watched as she rolled her hips back, making his cock glisten from her arousal.

For several minutes, Cayley took her time rolling her hips over him as she nibbled on a slice of toast before offering the last bite to him as he struggled to look away. She was so fucking wet, Bryce thought, groaning in pleasure as she kept moving over him, only pausing to scoop up more food, and then she was doing everything that she could to drive him crazy.

When she reached for the second slice of toast, she sat up and-

“You’re evil,” Bryce felt the need to point out on a moan when Cayley used the move to slowly slide down his cock until she was sitting comfortably on his lap with his cock burrowed tightly inside her.

Nodding, Cayley murmured, “You knew this,” as she speared another sausage on her fork and took a bite before offering it to him. Leaning forward, Bryce took the bite, only to groan when she shifted on top of him to get more comfortable. Once she was settled, Cayley focused her attention back on the breakfast that she’d made, taking her time eating and acting as though she wasn’t currently impaled on his cock.

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