Page 81 of Never Sleigh Never
“You think you can have an orgasm on my hand?”
Her head drops back, exposing her neck as she exhales a soft whimper. “Keep going. Don’t stop.” As I continue thrusting in and out, her breathing turns into short pants. “Logan.”
My name drips from her lips like honey and it makes my cock throb so hard I swear I could come just from her voice. “Say it again. Just like that.”
“Logan…” Her voice is drawn out this time, shaky and drenched in need.
I rip her sweater the rest of the way off, needing to see her face when I make her fall apart. Her lashes flutter, eyes blown wide with lust, as my thumb circles her clit. Her moan rips through the air, her pussy clenching around my fingers as her orgasm overtakes her. She shudders, head thrown back, the sound of my name breaking from her again as she rides it out.
I don’t stop until she collapses against me, boneless and gasping.
“That was… so good.”
I grin against her cheek. “Snowflake, I’m just getting started.”
Reaching behind her, I unclasp her bra. The straps fall off her shoulders and it hits the floor. I hook my thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pull them down while she does the same to me. With my arm around her lower back, I pull her to the center of the bed, kissing a path along her jaw before sucking hard on her neck. “You’re the first person I’ve been with in three years.”
Then she stiffens. “Wait.” She pushes at my shoulders, holding me back. “You haven’t had sex in three years? How is that even possible?”
I shrug. “Um, I just didn’t.”
“You’re hot. Like, how could no woman want to have sex with you?”
“Well, it’s not for lack of them trying. I just was never in the right headspace. I wasn’t going to lead anyone on.” I brush my lips along her cheek. “But this. I want this. Fuck, I want this. I want you.”
She giggles. “You’re only saying that because it’s been three years since you’ve had sex.”
“I’m saying it because I waited three years to have the perfect moment with you.”
“And you have lines for days.”
“Not a line.” My voice roughens. “The truth. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like this, and it’s because of you. But it’s not just sex. That’s just the cherry on top.” I roll us so she’s straddling me, her bare pussy gliding over my cock, and my head falls back with a groan. “Top drawer. Condoms.”
Her grin is pure sin as she leans over and fishes through the drawer. When she pulls out the stuffed reindeer instead, her brows shoot up. “You kept this?”
I nod. “It has sentimental value now. Every time I open the nightstand, I think back to the night I fucked you with my tongue.”
Her smile turns wicked as she gently places it on the bed, then reaches back into the nightstand. After some rustling, she sits up, a condom pinched between her fingers.
“Put it on me,” I rasp.
She tears it open, slides down my body, and wraps her hand around my cock. I hiss through my teeth as she strokes me. Slow. Teasing. “I’m getting you ready.”
“Snowflake,” I grit, “I am beyond ready.”
Her tongue peeks out, wetting her bottom lip, as she rolls the condom down my length. It’s cute as fuck. Once it’s in place, I reach down and pinch the tip. “Come up here.” I nod. “I want to feel you slide down on my cock.”
She rises up on her knees, and I position myself at her entrance, rubbing the tip of my dick through her slick pussy. Once in position, she slowly sinks down my length. Inch by inch.
“Fuck,” I groan, eyes slamming shut.
Her breath stutters, lips parting. “Oh my god.”
“Just a couple more inches, Snowflake. Take all of me.”
When she bottoms out, her nails dig into my chest. “I feel so full.”
I thrust up, and she moans, her nails digging into my stomach. Reaching over, she grabs the reindeer and holds it up. Her eyes glitter with lust. “Do you trust me?”
