Big Man For Christmas

Casey yells his release, heat splashing across my tongue. He tastes deep and sweet with just a hint of salt. I swallow him down, drinking him in. A promise that I’ll always do this for him.

He looks down at me in awe, completely overwhelmed. When he speaks his voice is rough. “You’re very good at that.”

I smirk. “And I haven’t had that much practice. I’ll only get better.”

He pulls me onto the bed with him. “He’ll never understand what he lost when he decided that you weren’t worth it.”

“Because I give good blowjobs?”

“Because you’re fucking amazing. And I want you to do whatever the hell you want. If you want to stick roses in vases, that’s what you do. If you decide you want something completely different, we’ll find a way to make it happen.”

I smile down at him, unable to keep it off my face. There’s so much happiness inside me that I think it’s about to burst out of me like a thousand fireflies, glowing and gorgeous. I’m lit up from the inside all because of him.

“I love you.”

Casey runs a hand through my hair.

“Really, I know I only said it muffled in your shirt, but I want you to know now. I love you. Completely. Entirely. I think I’ve loved you for a long time.”

He smiles, pulling me down and switching our positions so he’s over me, legs straddling my hips. “I’m sorry that we didn’t have more time,” he says softly. “If I’d been less embarrassed, maybe this would have been us for years and not days.”

“We can’t change what’s already happened. Do I wish that I’d spent the last ten years with you?” My breath catches. “Of course I do. But maybe something would have happened, and we wouldn’t be where we are now. Maybe this was the way that it had to happen. I’m just glad that I found you. Thank fuck for the “1812 Overture.”

He laughs before his face changes. Suddenly serious. “You are so beautiful.”

I blush, and then blush harder knowing that he likes it when I do. “You should look in a mirror.”

Casey lifts my legs, pressing them upward so that I’m nearly bent in half and wholly exposed for him. He presses into me, the position making him feel so, so much bigger. And he’s already huge. He sinks into my pussy until he’s buried, hips pressing up against my ass and his face now close to mine. “One day, I’m going to give you a compliment, and you’re going to say thank you instead of deflecting it.”

I make a face. “I was giving you a compliment back!”

“I know. But it was because you didn’t want to accept the one I gave.”

He rocks his hips, and I lose the ability to speak. “Oh fuck.” I hate the way he sees through me like I’m made of glass. Because he’s right. “Still, what I said was true.”

“So is what I said. Now grab your ankles.”

The way he says it, low and urgent with a tone that makes the whole world fall out underneath me, has me reaching to hold on to my ankles. I like this side of him, the dominant man beneath the kind one. He knows what he wants and how to make me scream, and I’m happy to let him do exactly that.

His hands fall on my thighs, holding me open further as he unleashes himself. Casey fucks me like it’s the last time he ever will. Impossibly, it can only get better from here as we learn more about each other.

My body is already hot, still sensitive from his mouth and fingers, and I’m shoved into overdrive immediately. He’s hitting deep, a place that makes me see stars and fire. There aren’t any words, just one long moan that comes from me. More of this. All of this. I don’t ever want it to end. Never. Please.

Casey’s eyes are dark fire. “I think we were at three.”

“I can’t have two more,” I breathe. “I can’t.”

“You sure?”

I shake my head. I’m never sure with him. He’s made me realize impossible things and unlock parts of myself that I barely knew existed. If he thinks he can wring two more orgasms out of me, he can.

He fucks me harder, drawing me up to the peak of pleasure where everything is sensitive and ready to fall when he pulls out of me. I shout with the loss, but he drops his mouth onto my clit in the next breath and now I’m shouting for an entirely different reason.

Casey’s tongue drags over my clit, and I’m on fire. Pleasure explodes up through my core, pleasure rupturing through me like a fucking volcano. I scream his name, try to reach for him, but he stops me. His big hands lock over mine on my ankles, keeping me spread as he ravages me with his tongue.