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not be too comfortable for you.”
“I wanna try,” she murmured as her fingers trailed down to my ball sack and squeezed lightly.
My head fell back, and I pushed two fingers inside her.
She played with my balls, and I played with her entrance until I was literally gritting my teeth to not come.
“No more, Rimmel.” I pulled my hand away and gently pulled hers away as well. “I can’t take anymore.”
She reached beneath the water and untied one of the red strings. The fabric of the bikini bottom floated to the surface, and it was all the invitation I needed.
I gripped her hips and pulled her close. Her legs anchored around my waist, holding her there, and I surged upward in one great movement.
I penetrated her instantly. She cried out but then buried her face in my neck, likely afraid she’d been too loud.
I held myself still as a groan rumbled deep in my chest.
“I’m not going to be able to last,” I said for the second time that night.
I couldn’t help it. She was way too fucking hot. I was going to have to take a cold ass shower in the morning, then take my time making love to her by the fire in our room tomorrow night.
“Me either,” she gasped and rocked against me.
I felt her body start to shudder lightly.
“You okay?” I asked, just needing to be sure. “In the water, it’s okay?”
Her answer was a more thorough rock of her hips. My fingers dug into her thighs when I spread her legs a little wider, thrust up, and then gripped her ass. She came apart right there. I didn’t even need to move. My cock was pulsating inside her so much it did all the work for us both.
Her teeth sank into my shoulder, and I clutched at her as an orgasm pulled us both under. When it released me from its sweet clutches, I was still hard, so I began to move. She met my movements with her own, and we rocked in blissful rhythm.
My cock was beginning to soften when she started to tighten up in my lap once more. Swiftly, I pushed my hand between our bodies and rubbed at her swollen bud.
Another climax took over her body, and I moaned along with her. She was fucking amazing.
She collapsed against me with a shudder, and I held her, keeping my cock tucked up inside her body for a long time.
I stared out at the falling snow, watched the crackling flames, and whispered to Rimmel how much I loved her.
When the heat of the tub started to grow uncomfortable, I pulled her back, and she made a sound of protest.
“Time to get out,” I told her. “Too much heat. I’ll hold you in bed.”
Once I managed to put my wet boxers back on and wrap my waist in a towel, I held out a towel and motioned for her. She stood with the bikini clutched in her hands, and I wrapped it around her naked body and lifted her in my arms.
I carried her with me as I shut off the fire pit, hot tub, and outside lanterns. Once we gathered up our clothes, I made a dash for the house.
“You think everyone’s still up?” she worried, looking down at her towel-covered form.
“Don’t know.” I stepped in the door off the kitchen.
Everything down here was quiet and no other voices could be heard. The only light in the whole downstairs was that of the Christmas tree.
“Looks like they’re all in bed.”
Rimmel gestured toward the clock on the microwave. “It’s Christmas.”
“Best Christmas I ever had,” I said without doubt.
“Already?” she asked as I walked toward the stairs.
I stopped beside the glowing tree and kissed her gently. “Absolutely.”
“Mine, too,” she whispered.
Braeden
Nova was spoiled.
At three months old, she’d barely been in the world, and most of that time was spent sleeping and eating.
Frankly, I admired that about her.
All she had to do was breathe, and every person in the room was wrapped around her tiny little finger. Even though she had no clue it was Christmas Day and didn’t know what a present was, she had more of them under the tree than anyone else.
Hell, than all of the rest of us
“I wanna try,” she murmured as her fingers trailed down to my ball sack and squeezed lightly.
My head fell back, and I pushed two fingers inside her.
She played with my balls, and I played with her entrance until I was literally gritting my teeth to not come.
“No more, Rimmel.” I pulled my hand away and gently pulled hers away as well. “I can’t take anymore.”
She reached beneath the water and untied one of the red strings. The fabric of the bikini bottom floated to the surface, and it was all the invitation I needed.
I gripped her hips and pulled her close. Her legs anchored around my waist, holding her there, and I surged upward in one great movement.
I penetrated her instantly. She cried out but then buried her face in my neck, likely afraid she’d been too loud.
I held myself still as a groan rumbled deep in my chest.
“I’m not going to be able to last,” I said for the second time that night.
I couldn’t help it. She was way too fucking hot. I was going to have to take a cold ass shower in the morning, then take my time making love to her by the fire in our room tomorrow night.
“Me either,” she gasped and rocked against me.
I felt her body start to shudder lightly.
“You okay?” I asked, just needing to be sure. “In the water, it’s okay?”
Her answer was a more thorough rock of her hips. My fingers dug into her thighs when I spread her legs a little wider, thrust up, and then gripped her ass. She came apart right there. I didn’t even need to move. My cock was pulsating inside her so much it did all the work for us both.
Her teeth sank into my shoulder, and I clutched at her as an orgasm pulled us both under. When it released me from its sweet clutches, I was still hard, so I began to move. She met my movements with her own, and we rocked in blissful rhythm.
My cock was beginning to soften when she started to tighten up in my lap once more. Swiftly, I pushed my hand between our bodies and rubbed at her swollen bud.
Another climax took over her body, and I moaned along with her. She was fucking amazing.
She collapsed against me with a shudder, and I held her, keeping my cock tucked up inside her body for a long time.
I stared out at the falling snow, watched the crackling flames, and whispered to Rimmel how much I loved her.
When the heat of the tub started to grow uncomfortable, I pulled her back, and she made a sound of protest.
“Time to get out,” I told her. “Too much heat. I’ll hold you in bed.”
Once I managed to put my wet boxers back on and wrap my waist in a towel, I held out a towel and motioned for her. She stood with the bikini clutched in her hands, and I wrapped it around her naked body and lifted her in my arms.
I carried her with me as I shut off the fire pit, hot tub, and outside lanterns. Once we gathered up our clothes, I made a dash for the house.
“You think everyone’s still up?” she worried, looking down at her towel-covered form.
“Don’t know.” I stepped in the door off the kitchen.
Everything down here was quiet and no other voices could be heard. The only light in the whole downstairs was that of the Christmas tree.
“Looks like they’re all in bed.”
Rimmel gestured toward the clock on the microwave. “It’s Christmas.”
“Best Christmas I ever had,” I said without doubt.
“Already?” she asked as I walked toward the stairs.
I stopped beside the glowing tree and kissed her gently. “Absolutely.”
“Mine, too,” she whispered.
Braeden
Nova was spoiled.
At three months old, she’d barely been in the world, and most of that time was spent sleeping and eating.
Frankly, I admired that about her.
All she had to do was breathe, and every person in the room was wrapped around her tiny little finger. Even though she had no clue it was Christmas Day and didn’t know what a present was, she had more of them under the tree than anyone else.
Hell, than all of the rest of us
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