“Okay,” I replied, breathing deep and exhaling with each inch Sam carefully pushed into me. He sat there, unmoving, as I got accustomed to the toy before adding more.
“Can you add more lube, please?”
“Of course.”
I moaned, feeling the warming liquid slide between my cheeks and settling around the toy. It soon started sending a sharp tingle throughout my core as some dripped on my clit. I found myself pushing against the toy, needing to feel some sort of friction.
Sam placed his other hand over the small of my back, keeping me trapped between his hold and the floor. I whimpered, a mix of pain and pleasure shooting through me like lightning.
“Don’t push back. You are taking it so well. I can't let you hurt yourself.”
My muscles quaked around the toy as he gently added more pressure, pushing the toy deeper and twisting it around, fucking me in short, deep strokes.
“Look at me while I stuff your ass.”
A knot in my stomach formed each time my asshole swallowed a ridge. The pain was almost too much. I gripped the carpet tightly and turned to face him, closing my eyes to focus on each breath I took.
My chest heaved, and a few minutes later, the pain finally decreased as Sam pulled away with a smile.
I thought we were done when his finger found my aching clit and rubbed in gentle circles, a moan escaping my lips.
He kept up the torture, increasing and decreasing the pressure. The elastic band of pleasure threatened to snap when hepulled away suddenly, and the orgasm faded. I was trembling and incredibly full by the time he was done, shaking under his touch as he stood beside me, leaning down to place a kiss on my sweating face.
“No coming yet, Lu. We have a long night ahead of us.”
Chapter 11
SAM
“That’s too high,” I said, staring at the giant house in front of us. “Not happening.”
Wetness exploded across my cheek as a snowball made contact. Lucy's high-pitched squeal flowed through my ears shortly after. Our eyes locked, and a proud smile spread across her face as she held another snowball steady in the other hand.
“Didn’t you jump out of planes or whatever? Come on. It’s just hanging some lights, you big baby.”
With a huff, I threw the lights over my shoulder and ascended the ladder. I mean, she wasn’t wrong. However, this was a two-man job on a normal day.
“I promise it will be fun. It will look so pretty after,” she called up.
Damn that sparkle in her eye and what it did to me.
We’d nixed the movie idea, opting to play a few rounds of UNO instead. I played with the toy in her ass to distract her from annihilating me, but it didn’t work. She wore her poker face the whole time, throwing a draw four on top of the draw eight that was already built. The game was over right then. I had to say, watching her squirm all hot and flustered, and grinding againstthe floor was definitely a sight. Now, I was here, an army crawling across a roof with Christmas lights.
“It will be so fun, she said,” I whispered to myself. “Fun for who?”
“Don’t be a sore loser.”
Oh…. I will.
“I hate you so much right now,” I stuttered through gritted teeth, standing from my spot to grab the lights needed to wrap around the chimney.
Warmth spread across my frozen extremities as she frolicked through the snow, gathering more snowballs and putting them in a pile. I’d live up here if I could. Lucy would be so happy, and there was plenty of room.
I wonder if her parents would sell it to me.
While watching her and creating delusional scenarios in my head, I hadn’t noticed the tangle of lights in my way and tripped, losing my balance.
With nothing to clutch on to, I slid down the side, and my instincts kicked in. Jutting my leg out, I tried to slow my fall, everything moving in slow motion. Memories flashed as I looked toward the sky, and suddenly, my mind played tricks on me. Switching between desert and snowy terrain. I could hear someone screaming my name, but had no idea where it came from as I hit the ground, the thick yet soft pillow of snow breaking my fall.
