Page 73 of Happy Krampus Xmas & the Meet Not Cute
“Team whipped-and-owned,” I hear Lori singsong.
TJ Moore fucking blindsided me. And whipped or not, he surely owns my heart.
epilogue
Eudaemonia: state of being prosperous or extremely happy. An expression for those moments when life seems to align perfectly.
TJ
God my baby’s ass is the answer to all my prayers and the source of all my dirty thoughts.
I slap one cheek hard, loving the redness forming on the pale, freckled skin and the way it jolts and bounces under my hard thrusts.
“Fuck! Do me harder,” Spencer moans, arching his back and bucking his hips faster. Wall sex in one of my frat bro’s rooms is quickly climbing my list of favorite places to fuck my boyfriend.
“You couldn’t wait to reach my room, eh, baby? Your greedy hole needed a pounding.” And I always give Spencer what he needs.
But I think that this hot quickie has something to do with the way a couple of girls were ogling me at the party downstairs.Some of them don’t care I have a boyfriend, even though I don’t even look at them. Or maybe that’s why they keep hitting on me, I am a challenge for them. Still, they keep their distance. Everybody knows that Spencer is very jealous and quite possessive, and that I am obsessed with him.
Hence the hot, dirty kiss we exchanged in front of everybody present in the living room—I even slid my hand in Spencer’s jeans to hold tightly on his ass as I ravaged his mouth. Then he pulled me up the stairs, and we ended up in this room. And I’m in fucking heaven.
Need to send some flowers to those girls. On second thought, better not.
“Keep milking my monstrous cock like that.” He snorts, hearing themonstrouspart, and then groans when said appendage hits his prostate.
I’ll never get tired of this sight. My raw cock sliding smoothly in and out of him as he moans all his pleasure, louder than usual—he wants those girls to hear.
I push him against the wall until my bare chest is against his shirt-clad back. He cranes his head back—covered in my lucky cap, it drives me savage to see him wearing it—on my shoulder and curls both arms behind my neck, spreading his legs more and rolling his hips.
“Need to feel you deep,” I growl on his cheek as I grab the eye-tattooed hand and kiss it.
He slightly tilts his head and gives me a wolfish grin before whispering darkly, “Wreck me, jock!”
How did I ever live without him?
SPENCER
My cock lurches as TJ’s dick reaches places nobody ever has before. He’s so big, it fills me completely, and it’s like I’m never going to feel empty again.
“Oh, baby, you feel so fucking good. Love this hole. Love to stretch it. To fill it. To make it all wet.”
He spits on it. I’m already slick with lube, don’t really need it. But he knows how horny I get when he turns neanderthal and all dirty on me.
“Want your cum. Get me wetter.” I should feel embarrassed by how needy I sound, but I want TJ to know how irremediably crazy I am for him.
“Want me to fill you up good?”
I nod, unable to utter a word when he grabs my cock and starts a frantic pace.
His low, possessive growl near my ear does wild things to my increasing desire and my mending heart.
He grips my ass in a bruising grasp, surely leaving more fingerprints on my skin. I feel so owned. Like I finally fucking belong.
“Put your load in me. I want it so bad.” I grab his hair and look at him with my mouth open in a crazy smile. “I love you, TJ.”
“Jesus Christ.” He pounds my ass like a wild animal, and I take it, love it, own it. “You are fucking mine!” he snarls. I’m pretty sure everybody in the house heard his possessive statement.
Then he stiffens behind me. The first shot that spurts from his tip makes us both moan in ecstasy. He slides a hand lower and squeezes my cock and balls in one big hand while still shooting his cum inside me and pushing me over the edge. My entire body jerks as I let out a shocked gasp. My thighs tremble wildly, ass clenching around his massive size, my head spins, heart and breath stopping for a moment, and I feel lightheaded, like falling. But TJ is ready to catch me and holds me up in his strong arms.
