Only Christmas

My cock slips through her wet folds, pressing inside of her. The snugness of her pussy threatens to make me come instantly. “You’re more than I could have ever asked for.” She truly was sent to me. She’s my angel. “I’ll never let you go.” I claim her mouth as I thrust all the way inside of her. Fucking pure bliss is the only way to explain the sensation.

She cries out. I wish I was stronger, but I’m not. I orgasm the second I’m buried deep inside of her heaven. She’s in pain, and this is the most pleasure I’ve ever felt in my whole life. Her nails dig into my shoulders as I kiss her, not moving. I know I need to give her time to adjust to my size.

“Aspen, angel.” I say her name between kisses. My fingers dig into the sheets. My body is screaming for me to move, but I don’t. It takes every bit of self-control that I have to keep myself still. “Talk to me.”

“It’s getting better.” I’m not sure I believe her until she opens her eyes for me, a smile pulling at her lips. “It’s like you’re everywhere. I feel so full.” Her nails release, and her fingers start to slide up and down my shoulder in a soft caress.

“That a good thing?”

“It’s a wonderful thing. I feel so close to you.” She lifts her legs, wrapping them around me. An unfamiliar warmth blooms in my chest. She wants to be close to me. I groan when her pussy starts to clamp around me in a flutter, her hips trying to rise from the bed. “Hunter.”

“Angel,” I get out between clenched teeth.

“Need you to move, honey.” Damn, I love her calling me that.

“You sure?”

“Try it.” Slowly I pull out and thrust back in. A gasp leaves her. It takes everything in me to freeze again. My whole body is straining.

“Don’t stop, Hunter. Please.” The please comes out as a moan.

That’s all I need to hear. I let go of all the control I’ve been clinging to. I pull out again and thrust back in. This time I don’t stop, I keep the motion going. Fuck, this woman is going to be my undoing.

Sweet, sexy moans pour from her. I release my death hold on the sheets, raising one hand and grabbing the headboard to brace myself. The need to drive deeper into her is all but consuming me.

“Angel.” I grunt her name. She meets my thrusts, lifting her hips. How her little body is taking me and welcoming more I have no idea, but I don’t question it. I get lost in her. My need is mindless.

I fight not to come. I already released inside her a few minutes ago, but I’m ready to blow again. I want her with me. I need her to pull me over the edge with her, and I never settle for less than what I want, and right now that’s her getting lost in pleasure with me.

I slip my hand between her legs, my fingers going to her clit. “Hunter, oh my.” She starts to shake her head. Her lips part, but no words come out now. Her pussy clamps down around my cock as she starts to come.

She pulls me with her. “Aspen!” I groan out her name, thrusting as deep as I can as I pour everything I have into her. I bury my face in her neck. My vision goes black as I come harder than I ever have in my life. It’s almost painful. Her pussy somehow gets tighter as she keeps coming with me. She moans my name. It’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard.

My angel is taking me to heaven. Even if I don’t belong. Too bad. Aspen is mine. Where she goes, I go.

18

Aspen

“You’re leaving me?” I grab Hunter’s hand and tug.

He doesn’t fight me, coming back down onto the bed. He braces himself with one arm. The other pushes my robe open, his hand slipping in to cup my breast. His thumb drifts back and forth on my nipple. My body heats immediately, responding to his touch.

“Don’t say it that way. You know I’m not leaving you by choice. I need to handle a few things.”

“Are you leaving the house?” I fight a moan when he pinches my hardening nipple between his thumb and finger. Damn it. How does he get me so turned on so fast? My body should be worn out from last night.

I’d woken in the middle of the night to his mouth, making me come. Seconds after my orgasm, he was pushing inside of me. He was so pissed at himself for his lack of control. I wasn’t complaining one bit. I loved being that close to him. I might have been a little sore, but I love that Hunter can’t control himself when it comes to me. It makes me feel damn sexy.