Page 35 of Honkers Under the Holly

“I can’t believe you said yes.” Actually I could. We belonged together, her and me, and we both knew it. I traced the curve of her cheek. “Sir Honksalot didn’t really give you much choice.”

Her laugh turned into a soft gasp as I found that sensitive spot below her ear and dragged my teeth across it just as she liked. “As if I’d ever say no to you.”

My hands slid down her sides, exploring every perfect curve as if this was our first time together all over again. I needed her bare so I could worship her body in the way which she deserved. As my curvy, gorgeous goddess.Her dress joined my jacket on the floor. I traced kisses down her neck, pausing at the lace edge of her bra. “Is this new?”

“Mmm hmm. Crown of Curves new intimates collection. I got a free preview to test out.”

“Remind me to send them a thank you note.”

She laughed, the sound turning into a gasp as my hands found bare skin. “I don’t think it’s standard business practice to thank a clothing company for turning you on.”

She melted into my touch as I pulled the cups of the pretty lace bra down to expose her nipples. In no time I licked my way from one to the other and back again. Every soft inch of her was perfect and delicious and most importantly, mine. Finally, truly mine.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” she murmured, making quick work of my shirt buttons. Her hands slid down my chest. “To a very hot former quarterback. Did I mention I saw some of your game footage today?”

“I’ve still got game, sweetheart.” I caught her hands, pressing kisses to her fingers, lingering on the ring.

“I’m a fan of your game,” she breathed, pulling me closer, wrapping her legs around my hips. “But I have a few moves of my own.”

I don’t know how she did it, but she used her position to flip me right the hell over, so she was on top of me. “See? Now I’m having my way with you and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Like I’d want to.

“Have your way... away.” I waved my hands and perhaps gave my hips a good wiggle, letting the tent in my pants hit her in just the right spot.

“Oh my god, no fair, I’m supposed to be making your eyes roll back in your head, not the other way around.” She moved her hips back and forth, sliding across my zipper covered erection.

“Trust me, baby. You’re doing something to my head all right.” I could do nothing but watch as she cupped her breasts and continued to thrust against me. No, that wasn’t true. There was something I could do. I grabbed her hips and helped her move over me, my dick getting harder and harder for her. “Fuck, Sara Jayne, you’re going to make me come in my pants if you keep up this lap dance.”

She slowed and smiled down at me in a way that had me falling in love with her all over again. I’d let her dry hump me to completion if she wanted to. I was fucking mesmerized by her.

“I’d rather you were coming inside of me.”

Okay, that was it. I flipped Sara Jayne back over and dropped my pants and boxers faster than a speeding bullet. She giggled as I pulled her lace panties down her legs right after that, but had the foresight to finally slip out of her bra so we were both gloriously naked.

I crawled up the bed, kissing my way from her knees, up to her thighs, gave her pussy one quick French kiss, but continued on to her breasts, and then finally those soft, pink lips. “I’d rather come inside of you, too. And someday, if it’s what you want to, I’d like to put a baby in your belly, and make even more of a family with you than we have now.”

I’d been smart enough to grab a condom from my pants before getting back on the bed with her. “But for tonight, put this on me, and let me make you come so hard you don’t just forget how to speak English, you forget your own name.”

“You like it when I put the condom on you?” She opened the little packet and rolled the sheath down my cock.

When it was on, I thrust into her hands. “Yes, because it’s the best way I know of to make sure you feel safe.”

“I always am when I’m with you.”

God, I loved her so much. I twisted us again, because it was clear my girl wanted to try being on top.I gripped her lush thighs and spread them so she straddled me. This position would allow her to take as much of me as she was comfortable with, and I got to see every bit of pleasure written on her body and her face. Not to mention the way her tits bounced with every move.

With more restraint that I thought I had left, I raised my hips, and pulled her down, slowly, excruciatingly, and thrust into her. Her eyes drifted closed and she let her head fall back on her shoulders, her blonde hair drifting down her back, and she took my cock inch by inch.

“Mac, you feel so good. Give me more. I need all of you.” Her eyelids fluttered, and she groaned as she sunk down onto me, taking me even deeper than before.

Our bodies fit together far too perfectly, and when she’d taken my entire shaft, her inner muscles squeezed and pulsated, sending jolts of intense pleasure through me. “All of me, for all of you.”

I grabbed her hips, loving the feel of her plush, pillowy body in my hands, on my cock. Then I shifted my hips, letting her rise up, guided by my hands, then brought her back down, helping her fuck me.

And. Fuck. Me.

She licked her lips and whimpered as I bounced her on my cock faster and harder than before. “God, you’re so deep. It feels so good. I need more. Don’t stop.”

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