Greedy little woman this morning.
Good.
I don’t plan on being any less needy. Now that we have discovered this thing between us, I don’t know if I will ever be able to stop.
Fuck, I don’t wanna stop.
With a nip to her sensitive bud, I retract a hand from her hold and slide two fingers inside her.
She bucks against my hand, and the blankets fall away. The first splinter of winter’s morning light pierces through the snow-rimmed window. And in the golden glow of the sunrise, Celeste spread wide and bare on my bed is too much. And not fucking enough.
I groan, sweeping through her center before tugging hard on her clit.
“Oh god, Quin,” she hums.
But when I clamp down around her and suckle, she sits up, hands tugging at my jaw until I’m looking up at her.
“Move, sweet man.”
I’m on my knees a beat later, and her hands are planted on my chest, pushing me back onto my heels. Celeste straddles my lap, wasting no time as she sinks onto me.
The groans that leave both our mouths clash, sending the heady sound around the room. Buried to the hilt with Celeste wrapped around me, my movements are restricted.
She plucks my bottom lip with her teeth before taking up the rhythm between us. Andfuck...
“Good morning, Quinnie.”
The lazy smile that grows over her pretty damn face feels like home.Shefeels like home. The very sentiment we shared last night.
“Morning, baby.”
Her hands are in my hair as I drop my mouth to her peaks. Her pussy strangles my cock even harder as I lick, suckle, and bite her closer to ecstasy, one peak after the other.
“Fuck. We’re starting every day this way. That’s my new Christmas wish.”
“You only get one, mister, and you already used it,” she coos.
“Says who,” I growl.
“Me. But since we’re negotiating, I guess another one won’t hurt.”
“If this is how you negotiate, Celeste, I’m fucked.”
“It appears so,” she says with a giggle, her chest bouncing in my damn face.Torturous little woman.
Her dark hair falls over her shoulders and curtains her breasts as she leans forward and claims my mouth.
I pry her open, my tongue taking over every inch of her. She rises and falls so slowly, eliciting a heady groan.
As she breaks from my kiss, head falling back, I seize a hard peak between my teeth and bite down. She jerks, and it’s like fucking heaven.
“Ah, god.” Rolling her hips, her breath stalls out.
“You like a little pain?” I grind out around her nipple.
A sweet moan slips out before she utters, “I like everything you do to me, Quin.”
Christ.
