She smiled over at me, her cheeks still flushed with exertion. “Thanks for pushing me out of my comfort zone. I know I don't say it enough, but I'm really lucky to have you. I feel likesometimes I get so lost in story worlds that I miss out on this one.”
I leaned my forehead to hers. “Always.”
We shucked our skates and returned them to the rental counter. As we walked back to the car, she said, “I think I have enough material to get going. Thank you so much for today.”
But I shook my head and said, “The day’s not over yet.”
5
MARA
Despite my lackof skill at skating, I couldn’t wait to find out what Jonas had planned next. I was starting to enjoy this Christmas thing, especially with him by my side.
We held hands in the car on the way, but when we pulled into the driveway, I was surprised. “We’re staying at home?”
“You wouldn't want to do this in public,” he replied, voice slightly hoarse.
My stomach flipped with the insinuation.
“Come on.” He led me into the house and farther into our living room, lit only by the red and white Christmas tree in the corner.
Jonas let go of my hand and walked to our electric fireplace. As soon as the flames danced amongst artificial logs, he ordered, “Get naked and lay on the rug. I'll be right back.”
My mouth fell open as I stared after him walking away.
When he realized I wasn’t moving, his voice grew dark. “Now.”
I shivered with excitement, finally taking off this ugly Christmas sweater and my leggings. Then I tugged the hair tie from my bun and ran my fingers through my mane so I could look as good as possible laying on our fluffy white rug.
The material was soft under my bare skin, and I lay back, running my fingers over my stomach, my breasts, watching my nipples form peaks.
I was ready for him. For whatever he asked me to do. Because after all this time, I knew at least one thing for certain: Jonas could make me feel good.
I heard his footsteps on the stone floor and turned to see him walking toward me, naked, with a strand of glowing lights in his hands.
“Hands. Above. Your. Head.”
There was no arguing with demanding, dominating Jonas. So I did as he asked, every nerve ending in my body on high alert for him.
He knelt behind my head ,and I shifted back, mesmerized by his thick cock and heavy sack, as he secured my hands in the strand of lights. I licked my lips, wanting to taste him, wanting to make him feel good.
“Beg for it,” he uttered.
I bit my lip. “Please. Please let me taste your cock.”
“Good girl,” he hummed, coming to kneel over my neck. He angled his hips so his head bumped against my mouth. I kissed the tip before opening and sucking him in.
I wished I had use of my hands. But I didn’t.
So I took him as deep as I could for as long as I could until I coughed and sputtered on his dick like I knew he liked.
He drew out, giving me a chance to breathe. “Fuck, baby. You know how to please me.”
“I do,” I said before taking him back in my mouth. Sucking and swirling my tongue until I could taste the first beads of semen.
We’d been together long enough I knew he’d want more than my mouth. And just like I expected, he pulled away from me,moving down my body. His fingers grazed over my entrance, and he smiled wickedly.
“That turned you on, didn’t it, baby?”
