Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
“Fuck the North Pole, baby. Santa has a different kind of pole for you,” I respond. “One that’s real hard .”
I hold my shaft still for her to slide down onto it. She lets her hand go over mine, as if to help. There’s something so fucking satisfying about the feel of her fingers wrapped over mine. It’s like it’s a sign that whatever this is, whatever we’re doing, we are doing it together .
“My, Santa, what a big candy cane you have,” she whispers, her voice breaking as the tip of my cock pushes inside of her .
“Go slow, Holly. I want to see my dick disappear inside of you inch by fucking inch,” I order, unable to follow her game. The feel of her pussy squeezing the head of my cock is just too fucking good. I shift her so she’s leaning back, my hand on her ass holding her in place. Then I train my gaze on where my dick is lodged deep inside of her .
“Oh God…” she whimpers. “You’re so big. You’re stretching me .”
Fuck. I’m right there with her. Nothing has ever felt so fucking good. Finally, my cock is all the way inside of her and her ass has settled against my lap. I lift one of my hands and cup her tit, squeezing the mound tightly. I try to stop myself from doing what I really want to do—which is fuck her hard until we both explode. I want to make this last. I need to. I hold one of her breasts out, letting my tongue tease the large nipple, making it glisten, while I knead the other with my hand .
“Fuck yourself, Holly. Use my cock to bring us both to the edge,” I tell her, wanting to watch her ride me, needing it more than I need air right now .
“I’m so full I can’t breathe,” she cries, but she rises off my cock .
I bite down a moan as I feel the flutter of her muscles caress my shaft. She lifts until I’m almost outside of her, and then she slides back down. I let her do that a couple of times mostly because it’s pure torture, but the kind I fucking like. Eventually, though, I can’t take it anymore. I grab her hips and as she begins her downward slide, I slam her down on me so hard my balls bounce against her ass. She screams out as my cock touches her fucking cervix. She curls her hips forward, my dick scraping the sides of the walls of her pussy. I can feel the cum pushing through my cock. I’m close to the end. I need to make sure she’s with me. I slide my fingers down, finding her clit as she grinds down on me .
She shatters into a million pieces, her pussy clenching my cock as she screams out her pleasure, pulling me into the orgasm with her. I can feel my cum jet out into the condom, and for a minute I curse the latex blocking me from filling her up. I close my eyes and imagine my seed painting the walls of her cunt and pooling against her cervix as I empty every last drop I can .
God, what the hell is going on with me? This woman is already turning my fucking world upside down .
Chapter 7
Holly
“R ide me. Milk the cum from me with that tight cunt of yours.” Nick’s words are harsh, guttural. He wraps his hands around my waist, digging his fingertips into my hips. “Use me to get off,” he groans out. “Let me feel you come. Let me feel your pussy walls clench around my dick .”
I lean forward, my breasts pressed to his hairy chest, the feeling incredible. I moan, my pussy contracting along his cock on its own .
“God, do that again, Holly .”
I brace my knees on the chair and rise up, the pleasure making me feel drunk. Placing my hands on his pectoral muscles, I do what he wants, clenching my pussy on him over and over again. The sound of his teeth clashing together is strong. With his hands still on my waist, I feel him dig his blunt nails into me. The sting is there and it mixes with my pleasure .
Nick is breathing hard, his wide chest moving up and down, his restraint clearly slipping .
“I’ll never get enough,” he says, and although this is the first time we’ve been together—most likely the only time we will ever be together—I can’t help but believe him. “I want you to ride me until you’re bouncing on my cock, until we’re both sore tomorrow .”
“Oh. God,” I whisper and start rocking back and forth on him. I push fully up and rest my hands on his pecs, bracing myself. Then I start bouncing on him, up and down, harder and faster .