Page 12 of His Heart for Christmas

Groaning, I work my fingers into her hair so she has to look at me. “I’m going to keep you awake all night so you enjoy everything I have in mind for you.”

?She nods eagerly. “Yes.”

?That’s all I need. She’s not going to escape me now. She’s right here, riding my lap, panting and whimpering for me. She’s getting every ounce of my attention and every inch of my cock.

?I pry her bra off and guide it down her arms so I can drink in the view of her perfect tits. Her blush spreads over her cleavage and I lick her pink skin before turning my head to kiss the inside of her breast, moving closer and closer to her nipple.

?She shivers and squirms against me. “Your beard.”

?“You like it,” I say more than ask. Because her nipples are so hard.

?She pants in agreement as I suck and tease her nipple with my tongue. Emma strokes over my chest, then pulls at my shirt until I draw back for long enough for her to take it out, then I give her other breast all my attention, palming, licking, kissing, worshipping her body the way she deserves.

?“Josh,” she moans, her hands stroking down over my muscled body. “You’re so strong.”

?I lift my face and kiss her hungrily, pulling her closer to me as I palm her ass, squeezing and fantasizing about fucking her from behind and watching her perfect butt bounce against my hips.

?When Emma drags my zipper down, I groan and lift my hips against her hand. She slides her hand over my boxers, gently stroking my bulge. “So big.”

?“And you’re going to take every inch like the good girl you are,” I promise, nipping over her neck. I feel her pulse hammering against her skin and layer kisses there until I’m sure she’ll have a hickey.

?“Iwantevery inch,” she insists while still stroking my cock. “Now.”

?I pick her up and lay her down in front of the fire on my cozy rug. I grab at my coffee table and jerk out a brand new box of condoms. Emma steals it from me and works on the box herself while I take off her shoes, socks, and every other piece of clothing that’s keeping me from having her.

?Once she’s naked with only the firelight dancing over her skin, all I can do is stare. The red strands of her hair stand out. Her lightly tanned skin seems to glow under my gaze. She tries to squeeze her thighs together as my eyes dip to her pussy.

?I spread her thighs wider. “Don’t you hide from me, Emma. I’ve already had my head between your thighs. I want to enjoy the view as much as I enjoy your taste.”

?Emma moans and I see the shine of a condom wrapper in her hand. She was right to take the box from me. I don’t need it yet. I lick and kiss over her breast as I stroke her thighs, dragging her closer to me.

?“I’m going to have your pussy dripping before I give you my cock, Emma. You’re going to come before I fuck you,” I growl.

?She nods and kisses me again, hungrily, demandingly. When I start rubbing her clit, she moans against my lips, her kisses pausing before she clings to me tighter. I work her up until I thrust a finger inside her, a second one follows after a few strokes. Her head falls back and she pants as I fuck her with my fingers.

?I curl my fingers inside her, rub her clit with my thumb, and drop my mouth back to her perfect, perky tits. I love how hot her pussy feels wrapped around my fingers, love how wet she is already.

?I groan and continue kissing down her body, stroking her hips, her sides, her thighs, until I use my tongue and lips on her clit again, just the way she needs. She nods, chants my name, begs me for more, tells me how close she’s getting and I love it all. I add a third finger to her pussy and fuck her harder and faster, matching the pace of my tongue until she comes apart for me.

?“Josh!” She howls my name, over the storm raging on outside.

?I snatch the condom from her, shove my boxers and jeans down. Once I roll the condom on, I look up at Emma. She’swatching my hands as they work around my cock. I smirk. “Enjoying the view?”

?“I want to feel you,” she breathes.

?“I’ve spent enough time with my own hands on my cock,” I growl, gripping the back of her knee and dragging her towards me. “It’s time I have you instead.”

Chapter 9 - Emma

?Pulling Josh up to kiss me, I lift my hips and welcome his first, long, sure thrust. I gasp as he fills me. So big, so much bigger than his fingers, bigger than my toy. Maybe he’s not cocky enough when in public, considering he’s got at least eight thick inches now buried inside me.

?“Such a good girl. You take my cock so well,” he groans against my lips.

?I roll my hips against him. “More.”

?“Oh no, you’re going to be sweet and take what I give you. No demands,” Josh says as he wraps one of my legs around him. His hand spreads over the back of my thigh as he braces himself on his elbow by my head.

?Then he draws almost all the way back and thrusts back into me. The moan that leaves my throat is feral. I claw Josh’s shoulders before softening my touch. I try to be gentle, I want to be gentle, but he feels so good.

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