Hello, Valentine (Holiday Love)

“Just like Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Still eating that for breakfast?” I blush. It’s not possible. That’s what I taste like. Is it? He is right. That is my breakfast of choice. “Sit up and take off your top, May.” has he always been this demanding? As I remove the rest of my clothes, he strips in seconds, and I have more than a moment of doubt before my gaze moves up his body and stops on my name written right over his heart. My vision blurs at the sight of May scrolled on his chest.

“Oh my God, Drew! When did you do this?” I ask him, scooting closer, so I touch my name.

“The day you turned eighteen. There was never going to be anyone else for me, baby. It was always you even before I knew it.” He leans in and kisses me before pushing me back on the bed. My eyes begin to clear when I travel the rest of the way down, taking in his cock. He is huge.

“Holy shit!” I exclaim, taking in his length and girth. “Uhm... Drew?”

“It will fit, baby. I promise. It has to. We were made for each other.” he says, reading my apprehension as he strokes himself. Nodding my head, I open my legs, letting him know I am ready. “Good girl. Alexa, play May’s playlist,” he says into the air. I look at him, touched and shocked once again. He has a playlist for me? The first song that plays is ‘Nothing But You’ by Bob Moses.

“Drew.” I gasp as emotion once again takes over. He leans over me, ours inches from one another, and shatters me.

“I am in love with you too, baby.” No more words are needed. This fusing of our mouths is more frantic than downstairs, like scavengers, fighting for sustenance, moving lower, his lick a nipple before sucking it into his mouth, bathing it in his heat. My back arches, pushing into his mouth, then sensations incredible and more than I ever thought would be possible. Back and forth, he moves from one to the other. His fingers explore as his mouth gets greedier. “You are so fucking wet, baby.” his head moves down, kissing me as he goes to his knees. “Nothing smells like this pussy baby. Not even your mom's Cinnamon rolls.” I giggle, knowing those are his favorite things to eat. Well… maybe not anymore.

His shoulders push my legs wider, and heat blooms over me. This moment seems so surreal. I have wanted it, dreamed of it, fantasized about it, but nothing could have prepared me for intensity and emotion. “DREW!” The first swipe of his tongue is like lightning.

“I’m going to end up in a damn sugar coma with this sweet pussy.” his tongue slides up my pussy again, this time lazily, dragging as he moves, teasing me, showing me. Over and over, he licks and bites, his fingers twisting and pinching my nipples. My body doesn’t belong to me at this moment. It’s his. His instrument. Undulating against his mouth, racing toward my finish, I grunt when he moves back up. “I know I should finger you and help stretch you, but I’m a selfish fuck, and I want nothing widening you but this snake that has been waiting for you.” I’m so dizzy and drunk off of his words. I feel the moment his cock sits at my entrance and opens my eyes. “There she is. I need your eyes on me for this baby. You ready?” he asks, kissing my face.

“Yes, Drew. I have been ready for you.” he sighs and places his forehead on mine. We stare at one another in a frozen state, both of us memorizing this and not wanting to move. Almost as if planned, Alexa plays ‘Love You Now’ by John Legend. His head lifts as his hands push mine into the bed, interlocking us together.

“I love you, my Valentine. Now open for me.” his last words before my legs spread, and he breaches me slowly, the burn and tingle, unlike anything I have ever felt. He continues pushing farther in, kissing me, keeping me primed. “I never could have dreamed you would feel this good. Jesus, May, you are everywhere.” He pushes forward, and I feel the snap of the end of my young body and the awakening of my womanhood. It burns. Man, does it burn, but it feels like everything I have been waiting for.

“Shit. Drew.” I hiss, fighting to accommodate him, though my pussy is trying to push him out.

“Relax, love. Let me in. Let me all the way in, baby. Let your brother love you first so he can fuck you later.” holy hell.

“Yes,” I exclaimed his words, sending a gush of liquid from my pussy. Apparently, I am dirty too. “I love you too.” he moves in and out, hitting places inside of me I didn’t know were there. Our hands squeeze one another's, using them as anchors for this fall I know is coming. His mouth travels down my neck, nipping and sucking as he moves, marking me on the outside as his cock claims me on the inside. “I’m so full, Drew,” I whine as we both grow more and more frantic.