Page 33 of Winter Break Up

The flutters of her orgasm start to fist around me, and I know she’s close when she begins to shake.

“You going to come for me, beautiful?” I grunt, barely holding on myself.

“Mercer, come with me. I want it together.” Her eyes bore holes into mine.

She doesn’t have to ask twice. Unleashing all my pent-up fury, pleasure, and insatiable lust, I jackhammer into her pussy as we both cry unintelligible noises. On one stroke, I bottom out, lodged so deep inside her that it feels as if we might be one, and then the euphoria starts.

The base of my spine tingles, pleasure rockets through my balls and cock, and then Emily is crying out. Our eyes lock, orgasms wringing us dry as we experience it all together. Watching her come undone as I do at the same time is almost more than I can handle. Waterfalls of ecstasy give way to tiny trickles, the aftershocks spiking even as I pull out of her.

Bending to her lips as I hover on top of her, I kiss Em so deeply, my breath runs out.

“Best Christmas present ever.” I sigh, rolling off and taking her with me until we’re snuggled up together.

Em chuckles. “You unwrap well. I almost forgot how well.”

“How many holiday sex puns can we come up with?”

“Enough until your tree is tall enough to light my star again.”

If I weren’t panting from the exertion of my climax, I’d be wheezing with laughter. “That one was too forced.”

“All right, hm. You can kiss my clitstletoe? We can knock boots like the elves? Let me ride your sleigh?” Em’s eyes are closed as she cracks the jokes.

“You’re too much.” I forgot how easy being with her was before all our shit got in the way.

Next to me, she begins to sit up, and I know that slice of reality is crawling back into her brain.

“Stay.” I pull her back down to me.

“People will wonder where we are,” she hedges.

“Eh, they’ll think we both passed out or something. Stay in here tonight.” Even with the complications, I can’t let her go now that I have her back.

She nods, seeming to realize the risk is worth it.

An even better present than being buried inside her? Falling asleep with the only girl I’ve ever loved held tight against me.

14

MERCER

Sometime during the night, we both wake simultaneously, reaching for each other until we’re fused together.

Em rises on her knees, straddling me, and my hands plant on her hips as I lower her down onto my cock.

“Fuck, that’s the best feeling in the world.” I growl as her tits smash into my chest.

“You’re insatiable.” She chuckles, her voice still hoarse with sleep.

“Says the woman stroking up and down on me right now like she’ll never get enough of my dick.” I give her ass a gentle tap, and the action has her fucking me a little faster.

Words cease to exist then, no sounds coming from us except for the wet suck of her body on mine. In the moonlight, I worship her body, running my hands over her breasts, ass, stomach, and face as she brings us to the brink of insanity.

Buried inside her, I feel the most like me than I have in years. Emily might think this is fleeting, that this good feeling will only last for a moment, and then we’ll separate with no inkling of our hearts being cut out of our chests.

But it won’t be like that for me. I’m hanging on for dear life this time, and I’ll show her that this is meant to last. She said it herself, that breaking up was a huge mistake. I know she feels this, this intense connection between us that will never go away. Not with time or distance.

Em lets out a whimper, throwing her head back as she grinds down onto me.

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