Page 30 of My Santa Mountain Man

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Corbin laughed, a low chuckle that emanated deep from his belly.

Then that grumpy, sexy beast of a man growled and kissed me, his mouth taking mine with a ferocity of need that stole my breath.

The heat of his kiss was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, and we lost ourselves like that for an unknown amount of time, as the last minutes of Christmas ticked their way down.

When I was panting for him, he slid me back down to the ground and dragged my pants off. Stopping to kiss my pussy as he did it.

One kiss.

Two kisses.

Three kisses.

And a lick.

Just enough to make mecrazyinside.

Seconds later I was back in the air, buck naked, and suspended between him and the wall.

Corbin didn’t appear to doanythingin half-measures, and this was no different.

He’d gone from nothing to fucking in sixty seconds flat.

Oh, we’re doing it like this?I’d somehow expected the bed to be involved. But I didn’t mind trying something new. If he wanted to wall-fuck me, I sure as hell wasn’t going to stop him.

He guided his thick cock straight to the center of my heat and pumped forward until I sank right down onto him.

The man washuge, and he filled me completely.

I gasped and held on as he pulsed his hips with large, hungry thrusts.

There was nothing slow about his lovemaking. Or gentle.

This was a man taking what he wanted.

Taking what had been offered.

He sank his teeth into my neck while he fucked me hard, the wood cabin wall creaking with each thrust.

A husky groan escaped his lips, and I held on tight while he gave me the ride of a lifetime.

I was no virgin, but I hadn’t been with too many men. I preferred to wait until I knew Ireallyliked someone. But with Corbin, I already knew how I felt. It was almost overwhelming how much I felt for him.

My heartbeat raced in my chest, blood pumping fast as he thrust into me over and over again.

Oh! I was going to come. I could feel it rising in me, my pussy clenching down on him, tightening around his shaft like a vise, tighter, tighter, tighter.

“Corbin Wallace, you need to do this to me every day of my life,” I gasped out as I flew over the edge, everything in me releasing as I lost myself in the pleasure of his beast.

A cock had never felt so good in my life.

“You better not talk that way unless you want to end up with a ring on your finger, Poppy,” he growled out as he thrust faster.

His hands were on my ass, holding me up in the air. His breath came out in quick, steady grunts, both of us lost in the passion of the moment.

“That would be a hell of a Christmas gift, Corbin. Where’s my wedding ring?” I joked as he hammered three final strokes into me before coming.

“It’s righthere,” he grunted as he slammed himself into me.