Page 26 of Mr. Winter
“You want to fuck my face, baby?” I blow on her sensitive skin and make her shudder. “What if I want you to wait?” I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue and let her watch me lick my lips. “Hmm?”
“Shut up and finish,” she grouses.
There she is. She whimpers when I slap her pussy and roughly push two fingers inside of her, giving her the sensation of being filled without the pleasure. I scissor my fingers inside of her for the hell of it.
“What did I tell you about your manners, baby?”
“I mean, please continue, Jack.”
I love the desperation in her voice. It makes my dick leak. Now we’re getting somewhere.
“And if I don’t?” I pull out my fingers and lick them like I have all the time in the world. I laugh internally when her eye twitches.
“You’re killing me! One minute you want me to be all nice.” She pokes me in the forehead with her finger. “You find ways to piss me...ohhh!”
I bury my head back in her sweet pussy, swirling my tongue inside to drink her in. Hooking my fingers, I tease her sensitive spots as I move my focus back to her clit. Arden cries out as she rides my face until her movements become jerky. I pull out my aching dick because my pants are now hostile territory. Only Arden has the power to make me feel so needy. She’s moments away from cuming when I pull away.
Arden fights between her usual self and the one who doesn’t want to fuck with me, but I’m not surprised when her nature wins.
“Asshole!” She reaches for me like she’s trying to figure out how to fight me.
Grabbing her thigh, I pull her until her ass is hanging off the chair and shove my dick inside of her. She cums on impact. She inhales sharply when I grab her neck and flip us until I’m in the chair, and she’s straddling me.
"Take off that fucking shirt. I want all of you." She compiles and throws it on the floor. "Show me what you can do."
The sound of my hand connecting with her ass echoes in the room. It's so satisfying; I do it a few more times as she grinds her pussy on me. I don't hold back moans. I want her to know exactly how good she feels. I wish I could bottle it for a rainy day.
There's something freeing about your woman knowing she can't hurt you during sex. Arden becomes bolder and rougher as she rides me like I paid her. She claws at me and pulls my hair as she swivels her hips in such perfection, I almost proposed—also wild—so Arden.
"Is that all you got, Elisabeth?" My fingers dig into her back, and I squeeze her.
"No, bitch." She uses her muscles to squeeze me so tight I almost cum.
"I'm going to have so much fun fucking that attitude out of you.”
She bites me in response. Chuckling, I regain control and take her on a ride while I feast on her breasts until we’re both cuming hard.
Her head falls on my chest as she catches her breath.
“So, let’s discuss dinner,” I suggest.
“Is that all you want to do? Eat and fuck?”
“Do you have a problem with that?”
She sits up to look me in the eyes. “I was simply confirming the itinerary.”
Chapter 13
Espen
After another delicious dinner, I’d taken her on the table, and we’d fallen asleep for the night. It’s something I’m not used to doing, so I was up crazy early doing my best not to force her to wake up. I went and did my usual checks of the country. I don’t do the spectral analysis while she’s here. I don’t want to freak her out with my body being there and non-responsive.
Everything looks good, and everyone is home like they should be. The snow is falling at a light rate, but since Fairhope is not prepared for this type of snowfall, there’s no point in trying to plow. Besides, The Fairhopes know if the snow was stopping something major, I could fix that. I could fix the blizzard, but it’s hard to explain to an entire country how all the snow disappeared overnight. It has to melt on its own.
Pausing, I let myself into Arden’s house. I walk through, marveling at how it feels to be here in person. I’ve spent plenty of time here in my spectral form, but now, I can touch the plants, her couch, and her bed. It’s made and looks plush and inviting. I kick off my shoes and lie on my back. Pulling out my phone, I video call her.
“I guess I can say we’re even,” I tease when she answers.
