Oh Snowy Night

“This thing is giant.” I wiggle on it, starting to sit up. It’s comfy too. I don’t get far in to exploring the bed or anything else because Conn pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his massive chest. My mouth waters at the sight. Yeah, he so is a lumberjack. He’s a solid man with muscles that I don’t think I’ve ever even seen before.

“Wow.” I can’t stop staring at him. My eyes travel up his chest to meet his eyes. “I don’t look that good naked. Just putting that out there.” I don’t think he has an ounce of body fat. The corner of his mouth pulls up in a small smile.

“I highly fucking doubt that.” His eyes roam over me. “If you like that sweater then you better remove it.”

“I love this sweater.” Quickly, I pull it over my head, tossing it away. It would be hot if he ripped it from my body and all or whatever he planned to do, but it’s not a normal sweater. It’s my favorite Christmas sweater.

I let out a small squeal before I fall back onto the bed as he pulls my pants down my legs, tossing them over his shoulder. I look back down at him. He’s already between my legs. He has them over his shoulders and he licks his lips as though he’s starving.

“This is happening.” I stare wide eyed at him. “Bra, angel. Lose the bra.”

I nod, doing as he tells me. His warm breath fans against me as he presses a soft kiss to the inside of each of my thighs. I relax at the sweetness of the act. His fingers dig into my thighs as he parts my legs wider to make more room for himself as he stares between my legs.

“I didn’t know this would be happening. I should have shaved or I don’t know. What do people normally do? Go all nude and shave it all? Maybe I should have had one of those landing strips.” His mouth comes down on me. I lose all thoughts of my rambling as my head falls back onto the bed.

“Fucking perfect how it is,” he says against me. His tongue circles my clit. My hips try and come off the bed but his hands grip my thighs tighter as he lets me do it but controls my action. He guides me toward his mouth as he sucks my clit into it. My whole body buzzes as he gives me the greatest pleasure I’ve ever known.

“I’m going to… to… to..” I can’t find the words. I’m so close. My eyes close tightly.

“Come, angel,” he answers for me. I do. I cry out his name as the orgasm takes me. My whole body tries to come off the bed. A feeling like nothing I’ve ever felt before rolls through me. It’s all too much to take. I keep my eyes closed tightly as I try and catch my breath. So many feelings try and escape me. I don’t know what to do with them all. I don’t even know where they are coming from.

Again, Conn kisses each of my thighs before I feel him move. He lifts me, moving me to the center of the bed. My head comes down on a pillow as he trails kisses down my neck ever so gently. I let out a small sigh. My body still tingles. I want more but sleep takes me. I’ll skip dessert every time for this.

Chapter Nine

Conn

The perfect thing would be for our bodies to be cocooned under my down comforter, our feet squished under the weight of Bear and Smittens, while I wait for my girl to wake up fully and I have my way with her before she can pass out on me again. But someone outside has a different opinion. A relentless pounding echoes down the hall.

“Did you forget to pay a bill?” Faith’s cute nose wrinkles. “Because that sounds like a bill collector.”

I pull my legs out from under a disgruntled Bear and roll out of bed. On a nearby chair are a pair of sweatpants that I pick up with one hand. “It’s King,” I say as I dress. After she passed out I pulled my clothes off and crawled into bed with her. I wasn’t going to wake her so I could get my dick wet. As much as I wanted to. She was tired and needed her rest. I could wait. The taste of her in my mouth was enough to hold me over for now.

She sits up, clutching the comforter to her very nice chest. “What for? Do you owe him money? Because I can work it off.” She flexes a non-existent bicep muscle. “I’m very handy.”

“No and no.” She’s not going anywhere near King.

I pull a shirt over my head and snap my fingers at Bear. “Come.” To Faith, I say, “Stay here.”