Page 62 of Last Chance Seduction
“I’m really okay, Lex.Please.Justmove.”
“That I can do.”
He kissed my ankle before he slid out of me slowly, oh so slowly.I opened my mouth to complain, but then he slammed into me to the hilt, and there was no more thinking.He kept moving, hard and fast, and as my leg fell he leaned over me, taking my mouth.
I tried to hold back, but the orgasm came once again, and I was groaning his name as I clamped down around him.
Lex pulled out of me, and I curled into a ball, my body shaking from the aftershocks, but then he gripped my hips and flipped me to my knees.Before I could say anything, he slammed into me again, fucking me from behind with such ferocity that we moved with each thrust towards the Christmas tree.
Afraid I was going to end up underneath the tree, I pressed back at him, arching.
“That’s a girl, you’re so fucking hot.So beautiful,” he muttered, continuing to say words that I wasn’t sure either one of us understood.
When I was close to orgasming again, I whimpered, not sure I could take it, but then he was moving us once more.He sat down and pulled me on top of him as we had been by the tree to start with, when we had been both fully clothed.
“Slide on top of me, Mercy.I want to see your eyes when I go over.When I fill you.”
I shuddered, nodding.
“And one day, I’m going to fill you completely.I’m going to go bare, and fill you up with my cum.What do you think about that?”
This man was a menace.And I was falling far too quickly.“I think you’re once again all talk.”
I practically panted the words, and he smiled before sliding me down over his cock.I wrapped my arms around his waist as he slowly rocked into me, and we held one another, our gazes meeting.
“Merry Christmas, Lex,” I whispered against his lips.
He held the back of my head, my hair fisted in his hand, and he just smiled.“Merry Christmas, Mercy.”And then we were both moving, hard, fast, and when he came, I followed, loving the sound of my name on his lips.
“Nothing fake about that,” he muttered, and I grinned, feeling steady for the first time, and yet completely tilted off my axis.But maybe, just maybe, that was the Christmas gift we both had needed.
ChapterThirteen
Lexington
Every year, there is a certain week in which you weren’t exactly sure what day it was, nor if you were supposed to go to work, relax, eat a special meal, or celebrate with family.
No matter what though, you were filled with cheese.
And in this special case, you didn’t even have to be a Montgomery to be filled with cheese.
“Okay, this is the best thing I’ve ever had in my life.”
I couldn’t help but grin over at Mercy at her words.
She sat cross-legged on my bed, wearing only an old button-up flannel of mine and her panties.She’d piled her hair on the top of her head with some form of scrunchie or hair tie.It wasn’t really a scrunchie I didn’t think because it had long bandana-like strings to it, or maybe I was thinking too hard about her hair.
“So, do you like the cheese, the pastry dough, or the homemade cranberry chutney jam thing?”
I popped a bite of the homemade dish into my mouth, the buttery pastry mixing with the sharp yet buttery taste of Brie decadent underneath that sharp cranberry.I’d even gotten a tiny piece of rosemary that just sent the whole bite to pure bliss.
I hadn’t meant to groan out loud, but I couldn’t help it.The week of cheese was currently the second-best thing to happen this week.
The first best thing was Mercy wearing my shirt in front of me.
“I like it all.I mean, what could be wrong with this?It’s perfection.And I can’t believe how easy it was to make.”
“It was only easy because I bought premade pastry.”I shook my head.“If we’d had the time, I would’ve gone through the whole process of layering and folding and chilling, but it was either do that, or eat you out.”I held up both hands as if weighing the options.
