“Ahhhh!” I scream in pleasure from his fast, hard entrance.
“Fuck!” he groans, “I love making you fucking scream.”
I wrap my arms around his neck and lock my ankles behind his back, bringing him deeper.
“I love feeling you inside of me,” I say softly in his ear as I hug him tight.
Threading his fingers in the back of my hair, he tugs my head back gently and presses a sweet, delicious kiss to my mouth.
“I love being inside of you, baby,” he mumbles against my lips before he begins thrusting inside of me with hard, fast strokes.
“Christ, you have the sweetest pussy. It’s so fucking tight and wraps around my dick like it was made just for me.”
His erotic words and his skillful thrusts have that familiar, delightful feeling beginning to build low in my tummy.
“Fuck you’re close already. I can feel it, give it to me, baby. Let me feel you explode around my cock.”
Taking one of his hands from its tight grasp on my hip, he brings it between us and begins circling my clit with his finger. I moan, feeling so close.
“Lean back a little, baby, on your elbows.”
I follow his command. Maintaining his rhythm he bends down and grazes his teeth along my nipple before biting down on it.
“Oh god!” The delicious sting shoots to my clit and has pleasure exploding through my body.
“Fuck, yes!” Standing back up, his hands grip my hips firmly as he fucks me hard and fast through my orgasm.
As my pleasured cries begin to trail off, Sawyer stills and spills himself inside of me.
As his own orgasm washes over him, I sit back up and wrap my arms around his neck. I kiss along the side of his jaw until my mouth reaches his ear. “I love you, Sawyer.”
His hand twines in the back of my hair and tugs my head back gently again. He presses a soft kiss to my mouth. “I love you too, Cupcake, so fucking much,” he mumbles against my lips, before pulling back slightly. “I promise, Grace, I’ll take care of you. Forever, baby, I’ll always make you happy.”
I cup the side of his face gently. “You already do, Sawyer. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I’m about to bring my mouth to his again but freeze when someone bangs on the bakery door.
Sawyer grunts, “Good fucking thing I locked that shit.”
I push away from him and get my clothes back on in a panic. “Who is it?”
After throwing his shirt back on he smiles over at me. “Come and see.”
Walking back out to the front, I gasp, “Oh my gosh, are you serious?” I ask excitedly as I spot all of Sawyer’s family outside the glass doors.
Jesse waves excitedly and Sam shoves her face against the window, making a goofy face.
Laughing, I run up to the door and unlock it before letting them in.
Jesse and Sam immediately wrap their arms around me. “Merry Christmas, our sweet little southern sister.”
I hug them back tightly, my heart warming from them callin’ me their sister. “Merry Christmas. I can’t believe y’all are here.”
“There’s no way we were going to miss the big reveal,” Sam says with a big smile.
Next they both run over to Sawyer, attacking him with hugs. “Merry Christmas big brother,” Sam says kissing his cheek.
“Good Christmas gift. I guess you have some brains in that big head of yours after all,” Jesse adds teasingly.
Feeling a light touch on my shoulder I turn to Catherine, a beautiful, serene smile graces her pretty face. “Merry Christmas, Grace,” she says softly before pulling me in for a warm hug.
“Merry Christmas. I’m so happy you’re here,” I reply thickly, trying to hold in my emotion. I’ve cried enough this mornin’.
“Us too, honey.”
“All right let her go, it’s my turn now.”
When Catherine steps back I look over at John, who has a proud smile on his face. “Well, what do you think?” he asks spreading his arms wide, “I did good, didn’t I?”
Like father like son.
Smiling, I walk up and wrap my arms around his waist. “It’s incredible, thank you so much. You’ll never know what this means to me.”
He gives me a tight squeeze. “It was my pleasure, Grace. You’re a good girl, you deserve this.”
His kind words have me blubberin’ again.
“Hey now. Don’t be taking all the credit, old man. It’s still my Christmas gift.” Stepping back, I giggle and wipe my eyes as Sawyer walks over to us.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” John grumbles before pulling him into a hug. “You did good, boy. Merry Christmas, son.”
“Merry Christmas, Dad.”
Catherine walks over to them with a soft smile and wraps her arms around both Sawyer and his dad.
“Ready for one more present?”
My attention turns to Jesse as she hands me a garment bag that she had carried in with her.
“Another present?”
“Yup! Hurry up and open it,” she says excitedly.
Her enthusiasm has me opening it quickly, feeling just as excited as her. Pulling the outfits from the bag I gasp. “Oh my goodness. Are ya serious? Jesse, these are amazin’!”
I lay out three, 50s style uniform dresses that is an exact replica of the ones I had cut from a magazine: a pastel yellow, a pastel pink and a pastel purple, all with scallop-edged white aprons that attached to the poufy skirts.
“I know, they’re great, right? When Sawyer sent me the pictures I couldn’t wait to make them for you.” She grabs one. “They have adjustable backs for different sizes. I made three for now, but if you need more than that just let me know and I’ll whip up a couple more.”
I give her a big hug. “They’re so beautiful, thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I’m glad I could contribute to making your dream come true.” Gosh, these people are seriously the greatest in the world.
Before I can say more, I hear a commotion near the door. I look over to see all my friends pile in with presents and food in their arms. Julia and Jaxson lead the way, followed closely by Kayla and Cooper. I’m further delighted when I see Katelyn helping Mac hobble in on his crutches. Cade enters in last with Grams on his arm. You can tell this is something she insisted on, if the uncomfortable way he looks is anything to go by. My heart explodes with happiness as I stare at them all in surprise.