Font Size:  

I chuckle and shake my head, circling my hips and making her gasp. “I don’t think an elf would be as tall as me.”

“Disguised then,” she flexes her hips, wanting me to move, needing it.

I start slowly, pulling out until just the head of my cock remains inside her and then beginning the slow glide again. I want this to last and I’m already on edge. I can still taste her when I lick my lips. The way her skin is pressed against mine. It’s too much and it’ll never be enough.

She meets me thrust for thrust as sweet sounds fall from her tongue. I grunt, trying to keep myself under control, wanting to make love to my woman.

“Please,” she keens.

It’s all I can take, and I start to move faster and harder with every stroke, helping us both chase what we need. I balance on one elbow next to her head, my other cupping her cheek as we stare into each other’s eyes. I can’t look away; I don’t want to.

The pleasure between us builds and the base of my spine tingles. The moment I feel her pussy squeeze me, I know she’s going to have me losing myself deep inside of her when she comes. There is so much love in her eyes for me, so much hope, so much joy. I’m helpless against it and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Evan,” she shouts out and her pussy squeezes me hard, her body going rigid and her eyes glazing over with lust and satisfaction.

It’s all I need and I’m emptying myself deep inside of her, unable to hold back for another second. I drop my forehead to hers and soak up how perfect this moment is, how right.

“Snowflake,” my voice is a rasp, “I love you so much.”

“Evan,” she sighs happily, “I love you too.”

“Move in with me,” it comes out more of a demand than I intend it to, but the words are out there now. I can’t take them back and don’t want to.

“Yes,” she sighs and pulls me down to her, taking more of my weight like I give her comfort, like I give her everything she needs. She peeks up at me with a soft smile on her face. “Will you come with me to my parent’s house for Christmas?”

I tease her, “Will there be éclairs?”

“I guess you’ll have to come and find out,” she sasses me.

I kiss her softly. She knows I’ll go with her. I’ll follow her anywhere. I’m only mildly surprised at her saying she’ll move in and the invitation to her family’s home, but I’m not going to question it. I’m not a stupid man and I know when I’ve been handed a gift to cherish.

I pull out of her slowly and lay on my side next to my Snowflake. When I pull her to my chest, I breathe her in and hold her close. I don’t know if Santa was looking out for me this year, but I have to wonder if he had a hand in softening her heart.

I have been a very good boy, after all.

She was so resistant at first, not just toward me, but about Christmas. Now she’s in my arms. I won’t be letting her go anytime soon.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like