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“I think I could learn to like the holidays,” he rumbles, grasping my hair in his fist before dropping his lips to mine in an earth-shattering kiss.
Chapter Nineteen
Cole
Thesmellofcinnamoninvades my nose as my eyelids flutter open to see Sloane’s curtain of auburn hair spread across the pillow. Her warm body is pressed against mine and I slip my arm around her until her supple breast is held gently in my palm. Her nipple instantly puckers and she lets out a sleepy sigh as she presses back against me.
Having her in my arms feels so right, so perfect and love wells up within me.
She stirs next to me, rolling over until we are face to face and I drop a gentle kiss on her forehead, still in disbelief that she’s forgiven me.
“Merry Christmas, Cole,” she whispers as a happy grin spreads across her face.
Holy shit. In all of the excitement I’d forgotten.
“Merry Christmas beautiful. Best one I’ve ever had,” I say, curling my arms around her and drawing her body even closer under the comforter until she’s flush against me.
“It’s just the first of many,” she promises and I believe her. Until this moment I never believed that Christmas miracles existed, never believed that this time of year could bring me anything besides loneliness and loss. But she changed that for me, in truth she’s changed everything.
“You know what could make it even better?” I ask with a challenge as my hands roam her soft skin, tracing her jaw, before slipping under the covers. My cock is hard and thick against my leg, already eager to be inside her, but I want to hear her scream my name first.
“I have some ideas,” she answers, pupils dilating with lust as I rub my thumbs over her stiff nipples and her breathing becomes shallower.
“Orgasms, many many orgasms. Scream for me Fireball,” I demand, flinging the warm blanket off of us to bare her body to me completely.
“Not gonna scream unless you make me,” she snarks. Damn I fucking love this woman.
“Oh, my little slut you have no idea,” I chuckle, loving the flush that spreads over her body. Rolling up onto my knees, I grab one of her ankles in each hand and yank them apart, then climb between her spread thighs. Her pussy is pink and glistening, already ready for me to thrust inside, but not yet. She needs to be soaked and sobbing.
“Keep those legs spread. Let me see that pretty cunt,” I growl, pleased when she opens herself to me even wider and I glimpse her clit. “Are you aching for me?”
“No,” she lies, and I love the spark in her eyes; the way her tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip.
Sliding up the bed, I bring my mouth to her center, wanting to devour her, but loving the tension in her body as I make her wait for gratification. Exhaling, I blow on her slick folds and she lets out a breathy moan.
“Are you lying? Because bad girls get punished,” I promise. Unable to hold back another second I slide my tongue along her pussy, growling at her sweet flavor and becoming ravenous. Lapping at her cunt, I taste every inch before zeroing in on her little clit and sucking it between my lips.
She cries out as I show her no mercy, devouring her with the passion of a madman, wanting to ruin her. Sloane begins shaking and thrashing, but I don’t let up. She’s close and I need her to come all over my face as I slip a finger inside her throbbing cunt. Sloane sobs with pleasure as I add another, thrusting them into her and her body tries to suck them in and never let go. She’s soaked now, and I love the wet sounds of her body welcoming me as I add a third finger, stretching her in the way I know she loves.
“Cole, Cole, Cole,” she chants, and her hand comes down to grasp my hair, giving it a tug. I lash her clit with my tongue and curl my fingers within her as her belly clenches tight and she screams, falling over the edge into ecstasy.
“What a good little slut you were for me,” I purr, giving her pussy one last lick—which makes her jump and moan—before rolling up onto my knees.
“What a good boy you were for me,” she pants, lifting her pussy until it rubs against my swollen cock and I can’t stop the growl of lust that rumbles in my chest.
“You better hold on Fireball, I’m going to destroy your little cunt,” I roar, thrusting in to the hilt. Her tight pussy stretches around me as I bottom out and the walls ripple around my thick shaft as though they never want me to leave.
Our eyes lock and I pull all the way out, watching her silver- grey eyes turn molten as I slam into her again.
“More,” she begs, and I set a punishing rhythm as I rut her hard into the mattress. Being inside her is the best feeling in the world, second only to knowing that she loves me. Our bodies slap together as our heavy pants fill the room and I lean over to taste the sweat glazing her breasts. Licking and sucking, I worship her until her nipples are impossibly hard and bright red from my mouth.
She is undulating beneath me, arching up to meet every thrust as she is lost in a haze of lust and desire. Her beauty undoes me, and I can’t hold on much longer. My strokes become wild and feral as we spiral toward the peak, but she needs to come before me. Sweat rolls down my back as I slide my hand between us to toy with her clit, circling it until she’s sobbing out her passion.
“Come for me, Sloane,” I groan just as she shouts her release and her pussy clamps down on me, triggering my own. My cock spills into her over and over until I have nothing left, but I still don’t want to leave her body so I collapse onto my side and bring her with me before draping her leg over my hip.
“Well, that’s a way to find some holiday cheer,” she giggles, nuzzling into my neck and peppering me with little kisses.
“The best way,” I agree, holding her tight to me as our breathing slows and my heartbeat normalizes.
“But what about the rest of the day?” she asks, gasping as my cock hardens within her rapidly.
“I plan on making sure you’re very cheerful today,” I promise, rocking myself slowly, gliding my piercings inside her sensitive core, enjoying the way she shudders around me. “And unable to walk tomorrow.”
“Ohhhhh,” she lets out a breathy moan, already close.
“This is just the beginning,” I vow. “I love you. Forever and always.”
Because this is just the start of our—
