Page 23 of A Ryan Christmas


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Fingering the soft, lilac material I flutter my eyelashes at him. “You know I don’t usually wear underwear with my workout gear?”

“Yeah,” he grunts.

“Okay,” I whisper as I unhook my bra, keeping my gaze fixed on his as I peel it off and over my arms.

His eyes darken and he licks his lips.

Dropping my bra to the floor, I slide my hands over my stomach and hips, hooking my thumbs into the band of my panties before slowly working them down my legs.

“Fuck, Jessie,” he groans as he pushes himself out of the chair. In a few swift moves he has me wrapped in his huge arms, my back against his chest and his face in my hair. “You know what you do to me, baby,” he growls in my ear.

“I thought you wanted me to try on the clothes?” I whisper, aware that I won’t be doing any such thing now, and that’s fine with me.

“Is there any chance Callie will come back in here?”

“No. She knows not to disturb us.”

“Fuck!” he hisses.

Unlike Shane and Mikey, he prefers privacy. Even the thought of someone other than his brothers hearing us, would bother him.

“Does Conor fuck you in here?” he asks as he starts to unzip his jeans, keeping his other arm wrapped tightly around me.

“Yes.”

He sucks in a deep breath and I feel him pumping his cock behind me before he picks me up with one arm and carries me across the small room until we’re standing in front of the full length mirror. I drop my eyes instinctively and he grabs my jaw, tilting my head up so that I’m looking at our reflection. “Look how fucking beautiful you are, baby.”

I look at him instead, staring into his eyes in the mirror.

“I said look at you, not me.”

“I’d rather look at you,” I whisper.

His lips dust over my ear. “Then watch me, baby. Watch my hands worship you.”

I look at his hand gripping my jaw and follow it as he rubs it down my neck, onto my chest before he squeezes one of my breasts, making me moan softly. Then the other slides from my waist where he’s holding me, gliding over my stomach. Over the gentle roundness in my lower abdomen that I can’t seem to flatten no matter how hard I work out.

I close my eyes as his fingertips trace over the silvery stretch-marks I have now.

“Open your eyes, Jessie,” he orders.

“You’re so bossy,” I protest as my eyes flicker open and I look at his huge hands on my stomach and breasts. Who am I kidding though? I love bossy Liam.

“Yeah?” he says, his warm breath on my neck making me shiver. “And you are even more beautiful now than you ever were. You gonna grow some more of my babies in here?” he growls, splaying his fingers across my abdomen.

“Hmm,” I murmur as his fingers slide lower.

“Spread those legs for me, baby.”

I do as he asks me, allowing him to slide his hand between my thighs. He cups my pussy as he tugs on my nipples with his other hand and wet heat pools in my center.

“Who was the first out of us to kiss you?”

“You were,” I breathe, remembering the night on the sofa with him and Mikey. It feels like just yesterday but also a lifetime ago.

“And who was the first one of us to taste this beautiful pussy?”

“You,” I gasp as he starts to circle my clit with the tip of his pointer finger.

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