Silent Knight (The Compassion #2) Read Online Xavier Neal

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Novella Tags Authors: Series: The Compassion Series by Xavier Neal
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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 29018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
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Forcing her face to stay buried in the mattress.

New screams are attached to knee buckling constrictions that are cautioning an orgasm is near.

That she can’t take much more before she lets go.

And that shared want is what leads to me pounding harder. Bouncing her entire body on thrust after thrust after thrust until her legs are struggling to keep her upright. Her muffled cries into the mattress continuously swell my cock. Convince it to lengthen. Split her wider on every hard hit during my own unrelenting pursuit of coming.

An abrupt squeak becomes the precursor to an orgasm taking my wife over the edge and the muted sounds of her ecstasy – sounds that only I can hear – damn near have me following suit.

Feral grunts ceaselessly flood the air in our bedroom as I fuck her faster.

Greedier.

“Spread those cheeks for me, sweetheart,” is huffed between heavy pants and the relinquishing of her hair.

Jaye’s choppy breath is momentarily heard during her struggle to complete the command. Seeing her sweaty frame bend as she reaches all the way back to yet again expose herself to me, to let me have every little bit of her is by far the best fucking Christmas gift a man could ask for. The rarely explored angle allows for me to lick my thumb and gingerly roll it around the territory that she doesn’t deny enjoying it being touched. Gentle circles transform into less than gentle prods until I’m barbarously taking my wife in both holes. Ruthlessly filling her gets my balls curling in agony, begging for me to bust in a matter of minutes while remorselessly being the one filled has Jaye sinking her teeth into the sheet.

Whipping her head around in determination to take it.

Object to it.

Airily plead for more.

Typically, I try to wait for her to get off twice before I grant myself once, yet her unremitting shakes and incessant wetness seeping onto my inner thighs forces my submission.

Leaves me with no choice but to bark through gritted teeth, “Fuck, sweetheart! I’m coming!”

My words are met by a single gasp but the sharp, blazing bursts that escape me are greeted by equally scorching pulsations indicating that I’m not the only one on the orgasm express. Swallowing our moans is a necessary struggle; however, it doesn’t stop either of us from fully becoming lost in the back bowing beatitude.

Eventually, her body completely collapses forward, thoughtlessly taking mine with it.

Landing almost lifelessly on top of her prompts Jaye to giggle and me to snicker as I wiggle over to the space beside her. Now face to face, both half-dressed and completely drenched, we exchange bashful grins.

The same grins we exchanged so many years ago.

The same grins I know we’ll exchange for so many years to come.

Grins that were only made possible to exchange because of the courage and compassion she showed to me.

Which is the same compassion I’ve hopefully passed onto Jedd.

And who knows…

Maybe someday, when he has the chance, he’ll keep the chain going.

Because like she once said…sometimes you have to let the compassion of one be enough.

And because of Jaye, I know that’s possible.

And because of my family, I know that sometimes the compassion of one becomes the compassion of many when you least expect it.

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