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“She called me fat every day at school.” I tug at the buttons on my hastily donned sweater.
“Baby, you’re perfect, and the outfit you’re wearing looks amazing. You’re hot. She’s not. When you walked in tonight, I had to keep an eye on every other swinging dick in that restaurant, just to make sure they weren’t eyeing what was mine.”
“Really?” I laugh. “You were jealous?”
“Fucking right, I was jealous. Amanda doesn’t even register on my radar. No other girl does. I want you and only you, and if any other fucker ever came for you I’d…” He growls and takes a breath, and I hear the truth in his words. He’d fight for me. Oh. My. God. “I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life than I am about this.” His words are solid, like tree trunks with roots deep in the earth, and the intensity in his eyes makes me quiver down to my bones.
“What does it all mean though? I mean, like, we’re going to date?”
He makes a choking sound and I nervously shift my eyes, unsure of so many things.
“Date?” He starts, his eyebrows drawing up. “Sure, we’re going to date, as in I’m going to take you out. I’m going to treat you like the precious, priceless gift you are. But, no, we aren’t just dating. You’re mine. You’ve been mine for years. I just tried to hide it. Trust me, if I got wind from your father that you were seeing someone, or interested in someone?” He shakes his head. “I’m sorry, Candy Cane, I would have had to end that shit. I tried to give it time. I knew someday we would be here. I just know it’s going to be a bumpy road with your father, but I’ll handle that.”
“But truth is we barely know each other.”
He takes my hand and puts it on his chest, then his falls over mine. “Really? We barely know each other? Tell me you don’t feel what I feel right now.”
“What do you feel?”
He leans down, warm breath at my ear. “I feel forever.”
His hands wrap around my waist until they slide down and grip my rear end, pulling me into him so I can feel the hard length there.
“You feel what you do to me? No one’s ever made me feel like this. I want to be connected to you in every way. Every day. Until time ends. That’s how I feel, as dumb as it may sound.”
He kisses me, softly at first, and my whole body tingles as I feel the connection buzzing between us. I see things in the future, here at this house. Both of us laughing and cooking and fucking and…I see children. Our children.
Wow, that’s some kind of kiss.
I bring my hands to the sides of his neck, his pulse thrumming under my fingers, the rough textures of the scruff along his jaw and this moment would put a Hallmark Christmas movie to shame.
Sliding one hand down between us, I rub the length of his cock beneath his trousers, listening to the low rumble that comes from his chest as I do.
“God damn, Holly.” He rests his forehead on mine. “If your hand feels this good, what’s that sweet mouth of yours going to do to me? Or that tight little virgin cunt? You own my cock already, baby. Now, let’s get those cherry lips wrapped around it and see what sort of holiday magic that mouth has in store.”
With that, I’m eagerly dropping to my knees, wondering how I’m going to fit his massive cock in my mouth, but I’m drooling to try. His belt buckle clinks and he drops his black trousers, his erection springing out, practically giving me a black eye.
“Settle down there, big guy.” I giggle as I wrap one hand around the meaty shaft and bring my other to feel the weight of his balls, gently massaging the orbs I feel under the textured skin which seems to move in my palm.
“Get your mouth on it, Candy Cane. I’ve waited so long, I’m impatient. And demanding.” Cole’s voice is sharp, but I love the dominance in his words. He knows what he wants and has no shame in taking it.
My eyes take in the swollen helmet which is already dripping clear liquid. I feel the pulsing of the thick vein that runs under the shaft as I run my hand up and down before leaning in and lapping at the creamy droplets. Then I run my tongue around the edge of the head, listening to Cole’s growling from above.
“Unbutton your sweater. Take it off. I want to see those big tits again. I want them to bounce when I fuck that pretty mouth of yours.”
I do as he says, his filthy words pushing me on. With one hand on his shaft, my tongue lapping at the head and making a slow trail down the underside, I use my free hand to multi-task the buttons on my sweater.
