Page 121 of Major Love

He groans as I rasp his name, his breathing rough and ragged as he grips me tighter.

“That’s the spot, huh?” he rumbles gruffly, and I can’t help but wheeze out a tiny laugh, gripping his bristly jaw as he towers over me.

And then his lips are on mine, caressing gently, while a gravelly chuckle rumbles deep in his chest.

I scratch my nails through his stubble, loving the way that he growls at the intimate feeling, and then he’s kissing his way down my throat, rumbling the sweetest things as my body tightens.

His big fingers dig into the soft skin of my lower back, his thrusts becoming erratic as my thighs tighten around his strong hips. I squeeze my hands around his biceps, my head falling back as he kisses my neck, and the second that his rough palm caresses my breast I’m gasping underneath him as I come undone.

And then he’s kissing me harder than ever before, those strong hips pounding relentlessly until he’s groaning and releasing his spill. One hand grips at the nape of my neck, tugging my hair as he pumps inside of me, and he thrusts hungrily between my thighs until his biceps ripple, finally done.

He exhales roughly as he drops his weight on top of me, cupping my cheek in his coarse palm, and pressing a possessive kiss against my lips.

A quiet sound rumbles in his chest as he rolls slowly onto his back, hauling me on top of him while he arranges the comforter around my waist.

And a small giggle breaks free when I feel the soft brown faux-fur brushing against my butt, and I can’t help but peek over my shoulder to take in the sight of us splayed out in his living room. The thick winter sheets pummelled to within an inch of their life underneath us, and the orange flames flickering in the fireplace as the snow storms outside…

I turn back to him with a dimpled smile, the feel of his large hands rubbing up and down my back making me melt against him.

“You really are a mountain man,” I whisper, laughing quietly against his broad chest as he reaches down and squeezes my ass.

And then he hauls me higher up his abdomen, kissing me gently as I wrap my arms around his shoulders.

“You’re everything,” he murmurs against me, and then we’re rolling over until I’m underneath him once more.

And we stay wrapped up in each other by the crackling fireplace for the whole night long.

Chapter 28

Jason

I stroke my hand around her throat, kissing her gently as she arches her body against me, her soft behind brushing over my groin as she reaches back to stroke her fingers through my stubble.

And when one of those delicate hands begins travelling lower until she’s stroking my hard cock between her perfect thighs, I grunt quietly and pull myself away from her lips, trying to tug her hand off of me before I end up inside of her.

And before I find myself another half hour late to the site.

“No more of that, sweetheart,” I rumble quietly, groaning when she arches back, letting my cock feel how wet she is.

I bury my groan in the side of her neck, hands scraping down her breasts as I grind against her. And then I steel my jaw and push myself upright, my broad chest heaving as I tear my gaze away from her.

Because the sight of your girl by the fireplace, wrapped in nothing but your sheets? There’s a limit to a man’s patience when it comes to saying no to a view like that.

“I’ll be home early,” I promise gruffly, enveloping her in the fur comforter before tugging her against my chest. And then I’m heaving her up around my waist as I get to my feet, picking up the box of condoms, and trudging heavily up the stairs, needingto grab a quick shower before I get my ass in my truck and join the guys for this morning’s job in town.

“What time is it?” Sunday whispers, pressing her soft cheek against my shoulder.

“Just before six,” I tell her, stroking her hair as we reach the top landing.

I’m usually already on route to work by now.

But I don’t mind a little lateness if it means making Sunday moan before I go.

Then I shove open the door to the main bedroom with the side of my shoulder, making Sunday giggle up at me before I toss her in the centre of the king-sized bed. I throw the condoms down beside her and she bites her lip, her eyes sparkling brighter.

“This is your room,” she laughs, her husky voice shaking as I brace my body over hers, gripping her chin as I kiss her gruffly.

I nudge her forehead with mine, breathing deeply as she wraps her arms around my shoulders.

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