Page 7 of A Ryan Christmas


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“Yes,” she moans. “I didn’t want to stop.”

Crack!

“So why did you disobey me, angel?”

Crack!

“Because I wanted to see you lose control,” she whispers, half giggling despite the fact she has pink and white stripes all over her backside.

“And how has that worked out for you?”

Crack!

“Pretty damn perfect if I’m honest,” she breathes as she closes her eyes and presses her face against the desk.

I can’t help but smile at her. My horny little angel.

I drop my belt to the floor, desperate now to fuck her. Pressing my hands on the tops of her thighs and her ass cheeks, I spread her wide open for me and she shivers at my touch.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I whisper as I push two fingers inside her.

“Please, Conor,” she whimpers as I finger fuck her slowly, readying her for the absolute pounding I’m about to give her.

Only when her thighs are trembling and she’s whimpering with need do I pull my fingers out and drive my cock into her instead. She cries out my name and it makes my balls tighten.

I bury myself in her. Over and over again. Driving further and harder inside her.

Bending her over always allows for hitting that sweet spot deep in her pussy that makes her come real hard. I fuck her until our bodies are slick with perspiration and our thighs are wet with her juices. I’ve made her come already but she’s teetering on the edge again. She squeezes me tight, wanting to take me with her.

“Conor,” she breathes out my name as another orgasm rolls through her body, softer this time. Her eyes roll in her head as she rides the waves and I thrust deeper as my own climax tears through me, searing heat in my balls and my spine.

I lean over her, careful to avoid the hot, tender skin where she just got her first tattoo and press my lips against her ear. “I’m so fucking proud of you, angel.”

“Thank you for making me strong enough to go through with it,” she whispers.

“You were already strong enough. You just needed a little reminder, is all.”

When we walk backinto the apartment, we head for the kitchen where my brothers are gathered with our babies. Ella is crawling around the floor with Liam while Finn sits quietly on Shane’s lap playing with a toy cell phone.

“Where have you two been for so long?” Mikey asks with a frown.

He’s making dinner and wearing his Kiss the Chef apron.

“I got a surprise,” Jessie says excitedly.

“What?” my three brothers say in unison.

She walks over to Shane who is closest and pulls down the sleeve of her sweater dress to reveal her brand new tattoo.

“You got a tattoo?” Liam asks, scooping Ella up before he walks over to her. He traces his fingertips lightly over the plastic wrap.

“Is that all of our names?” Mikey asks as he comes closer and peers at her shoulder with a huge goofy smile on his face.

“Yes.” She smiles back at him.

“It’s beautiful, baby,” Liam says, kissing her shoulder softly.

She looks at Shane, waiting for his reaction. “You got a tattoo?” he eventually asks.

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