Page 5 of Christmas With Joy


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I could have done without that reminder. I know I’ve known her forever. I know her sister made a complete hash of my life for the last few years. But I know it doesn’t have anything to do with Joy. It’s barely a blip in what I feel for this girl.

“Sorry,” I mutter. “But you gotta watch those college guys. They’re only out for one thing. You don’t wanna get messed up in something like that.”

Joy’s eyes light up and I think she knows that I’m not telling the truth. Or at least not the whole truth.

“Right,” I grimace and stalk back out of the room, trying not to remember that quick flare of desire and triumph in her glowing eyes. Her quick, indrawn breath and the way her sweater lifted, her fantastic breasts raising. Coming within what feels like inches of my chest. Dammit, I was so close to grabbing her and pulling her into me. Feeling her in my arms, body pulled tight into mine, lining my hard edges up with her soft curves until I could slide into her and fuck her right there.

Which is not the thing to do right in front of your mother. I need an ice-cold shower before I do something that I’m gonna regret.

“I’m gonna take a quick shower.”

“Jackson!” My mom calls, making me half-turn. There’s no way I’m turning all the way around. There’s no way in hell to hide what Joy is doing to me.

“Yeah, ma?”

“We’re gonna be done in an hour or so here. Can you take Joy home in your truck?”

My body warms all over and I stare at my dream woman while she flushes and stammers. “Oh that’s not necessary! I can just walk home. There’s no need to put yourself out like that.” Her soft little hands twist in front of her and I fucking want them wrapped around my straining dick so bad I can literally taste her sweetness on my tongue.

“You will not!” I growl and she jumps, startled wide golden-brown eyes meeting mine. “This may be a small town but you sure as hell don’t need to go walking around in the middle of the night alone, just tempting fate. I’ll take you.” I’ll take her body to places it’s never gone before. I’ll take her heart and soul and keep them with me forever. This girl’s mine.

“I’ll be ready,” I grumble under my breath, stalking away before either woman notices that my jeans are tented painfully over my arousal.

Dammit! I’m a military man. I’m supposed to be the very definition of control but that little slip of a girl has me panting and losing it with just a look out of her glistening, joyful eyes.

I grab a towel and clean clothes and step into the bathroom, stripping down quickly and stepping into an icy stream of water that takes my breath away. But my cock is still throbbing painfully and nothing seems to be helping.

I glide my hand down my chest, rubbing a washcloth over my abs and lower. My body strains and my breath quickens. I’m losing it and I know it but I drop my cloth to the ground and wrap my meaty hand around my throbbing member.

I hiss out a breath and grasp it tighter, sliding my soap-covered hand up and down, jacking myself slowly while I picture Joy’s tight little sweater with the diamond-point nipples peeking at me, begging me, tempting me. My breath rushes faster and I slide my hands faster feeling that bubble of lust building up and practically climbing into my throat. A strangled groan grits out from between my clenched teeth.

I can see her standing under that spray with me, the water gliding down those lush curves right before my eager hands follow the droplets down…down until I find her sopping wet pussy. I close my eyes and feel her wide hips open for me, thrusting forward onto my fingers as they glide in and out of her sweet honeypot until she’s writhing against me, begging in a soft, husky voice. Pleading for me to take her. I lift her into my arms and she wraps those thick, luscious thighs around my waist. I thrust up into her wet, welcoming heat, the steam from the shower cloaking our shimmering bodies but not hiding her from me at all.

“Fuck you’re beautiful,” I whisper in her dainty little ear. “And so fucking tight I can barely move.”

She moans and thrusts into me. “Yes, Jackson! Please fuck me! I need you. I need you so bad. I ache for you.”

“That’s right, baby girl. I’m what you need. Not some panty-waist little frat boy who can’t keep it up for more than two minutes. You need my big dick, don’t you, baby?”

She moans and I wrap my hand around her wet hair, tightening my hand in it until I can jerk her head back. Her eyes glow with warm, pure lust and I grin. “Tell me you need me, baby girl. Only me. That you’re mine and nobody else’s.”

Her lips part on another soft groan and she writhes against me. I ram her into the wall, so I can start sliding in and out of her wet heat. I brace myself and pound into her harder and faster, listening to her breath catch every time I slide into her, her soft puffs caressing my cheek.

“Tell me, Joy,” I demand. “Tell me you’re mine. You don’t need anything but me. Tell me,” I grunt out as I hit her hips harder and harder.

“I only need you. I’m yours forever. Nobody else’s!” she shrieks just as I feel her pulsing contractions dragging me deeper inside her fluttering walls.

“That’s right. You’re mine. And don’t you forget it!” I slam into her tight little pussy over and over again until she’s practically screaming out my name, begging me to fuck her.

My hand works my rod like quicksilver and I feel it jerk in my hands at the same time my mind fills with the image of her with her dark, wet head thrown back, screaming my name to the walls.

I fall into the wall, breath chuffing out of me like a freight train, barely able to stand. I open my eyes to the bright bathroom light and lean a hand into the wall before I bend down and grab the cloth, cleaning myself back up.

My eyes close and I try to bring my raging body under control. “Damn!” I huff out and lean my head into the wall.

I hope to hell that holds me because that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had. So far. I have a feeling if I get inside Joy’s tight little hole, I will have to update that.

That girl is going to be the death of me but I’m okay with going like that. Hell! Sign me up! If I have to die a little each time I take her, I’m all for it.

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