Her Christmas Wish
“What… What are you doing?” she moans.
“Tasting what’s mine,” I answer honestly.
“But… why would you do that?” she asks confused. I move my head and look up at her, raising an eyebrow.
“Was sex really so different a hundred years ago?” I ask her.
“Well, I don’t rightly know. No one ever discussed with me,” she says.
“Trust me, love. I kind of know what I am doing,” I tell her moving up to my knees. The confused look on her face is cute as hell.
“Kind of?” she questions, frowning.
“I have never loved another before you. That is true in all meanings,” I admit. I was just as much of a virgin as she was. Waiting for her was easy though.
“It is?”
“Yes. One pussy, this pussy, for life,” I say running my fingers through her wetness. She is so damn wet and ready for me. Now that I know that I am not dreaming, it makes everything so much more heightened.
“One cock, this cock, for life,” she repeats back to me, gripping my cock. I like the sound of that. One Pussy. One Cock. For the rest of our lives. I groan at the feel of her soft, delicate hand wrapped around me. I push her hand away because this will end all too quickly if she keeps that up. I lean back down to taste my heaven on Earth again. This time, she gives in to the feeling and lets me do what I must. She is very vocal, letting me know that she loves what I am doing to her. I insert two fingers into her pussy. When I reach a spot inside of her that makes her go crazy, I keep hitting that spot. With the combination of my tongue and fingers combined, I feel her come. Her juices saturate my beard. It’s the best thing I have ever tasted, and I know that I will never stop craving her now that I’ve tasted her. I move up, and lecherously, I kiss her so that she can taste herself. I lean up and position my cock at her opening. All I want to do slam into her, but I know that I can’t. I need to show her how much I love her and cherish her.
“Brett, please,” she begs as I once again wrap her legs around my waist.
“You want this Hannah?” I ask her.
“Yes. I more than want it. I need it,” she says reaching for me. I grip my cock and slowly sink into her wet and ready pussy. This time there is no resistance as I begin to move in and out of her. She cries out my name. Fuck, the need, the ache in her voice drives me to fuck her harder and harder. Leaning down, I kiss her swollen lips.
“Breeding this pussy is my going to be my greatest accomplishment,” I tell her as I continue to pound into her.
“Is it?” she asks.
“Yes,” I groan, my release fast approaching. I wanted to draw this out, but it’s too hard. She feels amazing, we feel amazing. I reach between us and find her hard clit. I rub it until she is panting my name with her release. Her little pussy squeezes my cock tightly and I can’t stop myself from filling her with my seed.
“I love you,” I groan since I can’t seem to stop coming. When I finally have nothing left to give her, I pull out of her, still hard. I don’t think this will ever go down.
“I love you too,” she says as I lay beside her and pull her close to me.
“Do you know what happened to my parents?” she asks quietly.
“No, but we can look it up,” I reply.
“Look it up?”
“You have a lot to learn, babe. A lot.”
“Are you going to teach me?” she asks seductively. Immediately, I think about all of the things I am going to teach her. All of the ways I am going to fuck and love her as well as what life is like in the 21st century are my top priorities.
“You’re damn right I am,” I answer. She tips her face up for another kiss and I oblige her. I know that every fucking kiss we share is bringing us closer to each other.
The Universe better get in line. They can’t have her back. Come hell or high water, I will fight to keep what’s mine.
Chapter 5
Hannah
In the morning, I lay in Brett’s bed. Suddenly, I sit up straight. I’m still here, and while there is nowhere else I’d rather be, I have to know what happened to my parents. I shake Brett awake.
“Yeah, babe?” he asks sleepily.
“How can we look up my parents?”
“My computer is downstairs,” he says moving to get up.
“Computer?”
“Right. A machine that connects you to the world.”
“The world?”
“It’ll be easier to show you,” he says going to his closet and pulling on navy blue pants and sweater.