Page 24 of The Christmas Catch


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“Just this one time,” she whispers. “And you’d better make it worth it, Outlaw.”

Fuck. She’s so fucking bossy. And it only makes my dick that much harder.

Dominant women have never been my type, but I guess for tonight … they are.

I reach for her shirt, tugging it over her head and leaving her in her bra, making me inhale sharply at her beauty. Bringing my hand down her body, I push on her stomach, silently telling her to lie on her back, and slowly, she does.

Hooking my fingers into the waistband of her leggings, I pull them down, and my heart fucking squeezes because she doesn’t have any panties on.

“No panties, sweetheart?” I breathe out. “Fuck … what a naughty girl you are.”

I drop her leggings onto the floor and stare at her sprawled out on my countertop, a glazed look in her eye, and as hot as she is, I need to see her full tits on display. So, I reach down and unclasp it in the front and push it off her shoulders. The air hits her tits, and her pretty pink nipples harden, making me grind my teeth and reach forward to cup them both at the same time. They more than fill my hands up, spilling out and making my mind spin.

“Fuck, these tits are so big and perfect. I can’t wait to stick my dick between them.”

Taking a step back, I tug my own shirt over my head and unbutton my jeans. Pushing them down over my hips, I shove my briefs down to release my aching cock.

“Lift those legs, baby. And spread them wide,” I mutter, palming my dick when she does as she was told. “Jesus Christ,” I hiss. “Such a beautiful fucking pussy.”

I reach my hand to her face and hold my palm in front of her. “Get my hand nice and wet, darlin’.”

She sticks her tongue out and licks my hand before spitting on it, and my dick jumps.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” I groan and fist my cock with my soaked hand. “Tell me, Stella, have you ever played with your pussy, thinking about me?”

It may seem like an off-the-wall question, but I’ve thought about her numerous times when I fucked my hand. So, with any luck, maybe she’s done the same.

Her head cranes forward, and her eyes drink in the sight of me jerking myself. “Yes,” she confirms as her brows pull together in agony. “Once, when you were on your boat, I watched you.”

“Fuuuck,” I growl because I didn’t think she’d actually tell me the truth. “What did you do? Did you fuck yourself with a toy, or did you use your fingers?”

Her cheeks redden. “I … went into my room, and I slid my fingers inside of myself.”

“Yeah?” I slow my hand on my cock because the thought of her watching me and fucking herself has me almost blowing my load right now. “Did you imagine it was my cock?”

“Yes,” she cries out, nodding slowly.

Dipping my head down, I keep my eyes fixated on hers before I spit onto her pussy.

“Show me,” I plead. “Now that you’re nice and drenched with my spit, show me how you made that pussy come. Fuck yourself for me. Let me stroke my cock while I enjoy the show.”

She rakes in a breath so fast that her throat makes a croaking sound. Trailing her hand down her stomach, she bringsit between her legs, doing exactly what she was told with zero hesitation.

“That’s it, baby,” I huff out, my head fucking buzzing. “Show me how you like it.”

She takes two fingers and circles them over her clit, lifting her hips slightly in pure need before she slips the same two fingers inside of her heat. As she works them in and out, every so often going back to rubbing her clit, I swallow back a scream because, goddamn, she’s so fucking sexy this way.

“Yes,” she breathes out, her eyes lost in need. “Fuck … Ridge. Your cock feels so good.”

Her talking to me while she’s fucking her fingers is enough to make me come, and I keep my hand still, wrapped around the base of my cock, as I will myself not to come so soon.

Her eyes lock with mine, and she rubs the pads of her fingers against her pussy before she lifts her fingers to my mouth.

“Open.” She gives me the command sharply.

When I do as told, she shoves her fingers inside of me while using her other hand to sink her fingers back inside her heat. “Good boy. Now taste me, Outlaw. Lick my fingers clean.”

Those words and her fingers in my mouth, and I’m fucking gone.