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Thus, he clutched her hips and pulled her toward him each time that he rowdily thrust his cock back into her slick pussy. Her body instinctively did everything it could to help, and her walls tightened each time they felt him plunge into her.

Now, he just needed to keep himself from cumming too soon.

“Oh, fuck, oh, it’s wonderful!” Tess moaned, writhing beneath him as he pumped away. “You’re doing it just right, Liam! I love it! Ahhh, it’s amazing!”

She did have a request to make, though. Eyes fluttering between shut tight and briefly cracked open, she clutched one of his wrists. Yanking his hand up to her throat, he didn’t need any further notice of what she desired.

As soon as he tightened his grip on the sides of her neck, her moans intensified, her teeth chattered together, and her walls further clamped down on his cock.

While it might be the first time in years that she’d let someone have her spectacular body in such a way, Tess knew precisely how she wanted to be fucked. She just so happened to have a man inside of her who wanted nothing more than to fulfill that desire.

Hammering away at the gorgeous woman’s resistance, Liam and Tess had instinctually found a rough but persistent rhythm. Explosive pleasure scored their bodies, guaranteeing that they’d both be as sore as either of them could remember once they were finished. It didn’t deter either of them. If anything, the prospect of fucking to the brink of oblivion only increased their fervor.

He just needed to make it there alongside her. Every thrust conspired against his willpower, just as every squeeze of Tess’s pussy tried to wring him out right then and there. Bliss and steadiness didn’t go together, and he struggled against the rising tide of euphoria threatening to drown him.

As if she could sense his waning stalwartness, Tess pressed a quavering hand against his chest. Their eyes locked, and she nodded desperately.

“A little longer,” she promised, shivering wildly. That sweat that she’d mentioned had started to collect on their bodies. The temperature inside the igloo must have lurched up at least a few degrees.

“Anything for you,” Liam promised hoarsely, fighting every urge to spill himself inside of her.

Biting her lower lip, Tess showered him with undulating gratitude and lust as her climax rapidly advanced upon her lithe body. Holding out for as long as he could, Liam ensured he didn’t miss it when it arrived. He was the first person in years to get to see Tess orgasm. It was a sight, sound, and feeling he would never forget.

“Liam, I’m going to cum!” Tess cried, beginning to quake throughout her entire body as if tiny, unseen detonations peppered her skin. She scrabbled for something to grab onto. Finding the blankets under her unsuitable, she grabbed hold of his wrists for dear life. And then her pussy tightened around his cock as he buried it in her, and her eyes flashed with her climax’s heavenly arrival.

The magnificence of it reverbed throughout all of Switzerland, muffled by its study walls of hard-packed snow. If not, anyone within a block who was outside at this time of night might have heard Tess’s passionate clamor. Her whole body writhed under him as her voice crackled with lust. The oxygen she pulled in barely spent a moment in her lungs, thrust back into the world in a hoarse but grateful barrage of moans as Tess came from a man for the first time in years.

“Thank you so much, Liam,” she whispered, panting wildly. Releasing the wrist of the hand on her throat, she covered her eyes with the back of one hand.

Further down her lewd body, her breasts heaved attractively, and he couldn’t resist. He’d slowed down slightly following her climax, giving her a few seconds to catch her breath, but now he was back on the attack—and after his release. A salty tang greeted his lips as he gathered them around one of her stiff nipples. A gasp from above brought his eyes upward.

Tess shivered as he began to suck on her nipple, and her eyes flashed enthusiastically as she unhid them. Running a hand through his hair, she began gyrating her hips in the hopes of guiding him back to a quicker pace.

“Now, it’s your turn,” she whispered huskily. “Cum whenever you’re ready, Liam. You can pour out every drop.”

The enthralling opportunity silenced him, as did the nipple still between his teeth, but he did manage to nod. Tess pulled his hand away from her thigh and slipped their fingers together. Holding on tightly, already nearly at the brink, Liam picked up the pace.

Raucous and unchecked, their lovemaking again spilled into a frenzied pace. Tess beamed at him while her body undid the final few vestiges of resistance that he could muster. As if it were the last time they’d shared this igloo together, when she’d pulled out a timer for him, he wanted to survive for as long as he could. Even though it practically put his balls in a vise, he held out. He didn’t want there to be a single doubt in Tess’s mind that he could bring her the pleasure that she craved, that she deserved.

“Cum for me, Liam,” Tess cooed between breathy pants. Her body flowed adroitly each time he pumped into her, and her eyes shone with delight and affection. “Fill me up. Please, Liam.”

Six thuds later, their bodies clapping together, the blankets underneath stained with sweat and their love juices, he bottomed out inside of her and fulfilled her request.

Erupting so fiercely that a deep, guttural groan lodged itself in his throat, unable to escape properly, Liam shook as if the invisible hand of a giant was using him as a rattle. His seed gushed into Tess’s cunt, and the deepest ache that he’d ever felt in his balls vanished instantly. Sheer, unrivaled bliss replaced it.

The groan finally ripped free of his throat, and the momentousness of the moment, the pleasure, and what it held for the future thrummed through his veins. Finally. Finally. Finally.

While he was still inside her, coming down from the high of all highs as Tess ran her fingers through his hair, Christmas Eve ticked over to Christmas Day.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chasing Records

The two of them remained coupled together long after their physical bliss ebbed. Laying together on the blankets, the top layer of which was now rather stained with the exertions of their lovemaking, they held each other close. Satisfied smiles framed their faces, and one or both of their lips pushed for a brief kiss every handful of seconds. Once their lungs could properly fill themselves with enough oxygen to reduce their racing hearts, Tess was the first to speak.

“I think that qualifies as a Christmas gift for us both.” She ran her fingertips over his arm, which she currently used as a pillow. Laying on their sides to face one another, joy affixed itself like starlight within her eyes.

“That was the plan,” Liam informed her, enraptured by the tenderness in her expression. “I wanted to make sure you enjoyed things.”

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