With the punishing rhythm against my button and his erection hitting places inside me I never knew existed, my orgasm builds. “Keep going. I’m almost there.” I pant out the words. My toes curl against the sheets. A layer of moisture coats my skin. I cry out. “Nick. Oh fuck, Ni—” The words clog in my throat, overpowered by a guttural moan as blinding Christmas lights dazzle all around me like stars.
The room blurs into a Milky Way of swirling lights exploding all around me. Nick groans, bringing me back from the heavens, and I look up into his green eyes, seeing his soul as he spills all his love for me. He hasn’t said it, but I feel it deep in my heart. The way he gazes at me with watery eyes, his panting breaths and clenched jaw are all I need to know how he feels.
Still inside me, he leans down and presses his warm lips to mine. “Are you all right, sweetheart?” He peppers my face with kisses. “I’m sorry if I hurt you.”
“I’m…” I search my head for the right words, but it’s as though I’ve lost the ability to string a sentence together. “Better been never.” The contented sigh must tell him how I’m feeling as he smiles proudly.
My cheeks flush as he pulls out, the cream condom tinged with streaks of pink. The shock making my brain more coherent. “Is that from me?”
“Wait here.” His hand gently swipes the hair from my face. “I’m gonna get a warm cloth to clean you up.” As he slides from the bed, his mouth presses to my pussy lips, causing aftershocks to fire off in my centre. He walks out of the room. In my sedated state, I close my eyes and relive it all over again. I should have done this sooner, but I wouldn’t have wanted this with anybody else but Nick.
23
NICK
Iroll over in bed to be met by a face full of hair. Blonde curly hair that smells of candy.
Joy’s hair.
I nuzzle into it, inhaling her scent. I want to roll in it like a dog and stay in this room forever. My hand slides over her soft stomach, pulling her closer to me as I spoon her from behind. My morning wood poking her in the ass seeks her warmth, just like the rest of me.
She hums and wiggles her big beautiful bottom. “Is that a candy cane in my bed, or are you happy this morning?”
“This is no candy cane. It’s the North Pole.” I move the hair from her neck and kiss her there. “But you make me happy every morning, sweetheart.” I grind my hips into her ass, my dick pushing between her cheeks.
“Didn’t you have enough last night?” She shuffles around to face me, her sleepy eyes still wearing yesterday’s mascara after we collapsed into bed.
“I’ll never have enough of you.” I press my lips to hers, pulling her body flush with mine. My hand squeezes her ass cheek, loving how it spills over my large palm. I slip my fingers between us to stroke her pussy. “How do you feel? Are you still sore?”
She scrunches her nose up. “A little.”
“Want me to kiss it better?” I kiss down her neck, finding her little cherry nipples that I take between my teeth.
Her body jerks beneath me. “Nick. They’re sensitive. After last night I—”
“Shh.” I lick the pink peak, soothing it with my tongue, then give the same attention to the other. Her sweet little moans spur me on.
She giggles as my fingers trail over her soft stomach. “Nick, I need to use the bathroom.”
I move lower, lifting her thighs over my shoulders as I wet my lips. “You can use the bathroom when I’m done.” With the flat of my tongue, I lick up her seam, catching her little button against me.
She shudders, her legs trembling as I hit the spot. “Yes. Make it better, Nick.”
My tongue dips lower, circling her entrance, licking as deep as I can get, burying my face into her heat. I kiss her there, planting delicate kisses all around her plump little pussy. “Don’t you worry, little star. I’m gonna kiss it all better.” With my finger and thumb, I spread her lips and press a kiss to her little button before licking her there.
She rocks into me as I set a rhythm going. My girl enjoys having her pussy licked, which is a good thing, because I can’t get enough of her taste, like Santa with a new toy. But Joy is one toy this Santa can’t give away. She’s mine.
Last night I claimed her as mine. Took what I wanted. I didn’t imagine our first time to be like that. I had every intention of making it special, but I couldn’t wait any longer.
“Nick.” She fists the bedsheets, her hips bucking, legs shaking. Sweet moans sing from her lips, sounding better than any Christmas carol.
“Oh gosh, Nick.” Her body stiffens as she calls out my name.
Damn, I love how my name rolls off her tongue like that. She sighs, relaxing into the mattress, and I know she’s spent.
With another delicate kiss to her clit, I lift my head, covered in her arousal. “Does that feel better, sweetheart?” I climb up her body and kiss her lips.
She hums against me with her eyes closed, then reaches between us to hold my dick. I hold her hand instead, moving it to my lips to kiss her knuckles.
