Page 10 of Joy for the Scrooge


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“No!” I cry out. “Don’t stop. Please, Daddy.” More than anything, I need the intimacy between us. I need these memories to cling to, and . . . “Oh! Oh, God!”

Nick starts fucking me in earnest. He drops all reservations as he takes charge once again. Something changes in him as he starts fucking into me faster and deeper. My back arches in both pain and pleasure, and I lift my hips to meet his.

“Mine!” he growls into my ear as his heavy erection thrusts into me. “This body, this pussy . . . You’re mine!”

“Yes, Daddy!” I cry out, bucking in his arms when he drops his hand between us and strums my clit with his thumb. Suddenly, nothing else matters but this man. I lose myself in his touch, holding on tightly for the ride.

I lose sense of time as Nick takes me in such a feral way, the bed threatens to give under us. It could be mere seconds or long minutes. I have no clue how long it takes before I find myself back at the edge of the cliff.

“I’m so close to blowing, angel!” Nick growls, burying his fingers into my thigh as he pounds into me with wild thrusts. “Daddy is going to cream this little pussy and fill you up with my hot cum!”

Good Lord, his words . . .

The scream that tears from my lips is louder than the last as Nick sends me not just falling, but flying over the cliff. My walls clamp tight around him, pulsing hard and triggering his own orgasm. He comes with a roar, pounding his thick flesh into me even as he spills endless ropes of warm seed into my womb. His hips slap into mine as he fucks us through our orgasms until I have milked him of every drop before collapsing on top of me.

I don’t dare open my eyes, half afraid to face the truth.

I am no longer a virgin, but I am in love.

I can’t tell if I feel this way because he is my first, or if it’s just him. I’ve heard that happens with some people, so it would make sense that I would harbor such deep feelings for him so quickly.

We lay in silence, and when I open my eyes, it’s to find us enshrouded in darkness.

“The lights went out,” Nick says clearly sensing my confusion. He eases off me a little and reaches blindly around for something. “They’ve been out for a while; I am surprised you didn’t notice.”

Well, if I didn’t notice, it’s because my brain was fried and I could hardly focus on anything but him, but I don’t tell him that. Instead, I grab onto his arm and cling tightly to it.

Perhaps if Nick and I had gotten the chance to learn a little bit about each other before I gave him my virginity, he might have already known that I’m deathly afraid of the dark.

Chapter Five

Nick

I have lost my mind!

I am a man known for his self-control. This is something that has been tested over the years, and not once have I slipped. Joy is not the first woman who’s been sent my way by business associates or others trying to gain favor with me or put me at a disadvantage, so they can blackmail me later. It’s a test that has clearly failed over and over as I always had my wits about me and sent the women back without so much as touching them. It’s no fault of theirs, I am just a man married to his work, and I won’t be taken advantage of.

But I stand no chance against Joy.

There is no doubt in my mind that I was a goner from the moment her eyes locked with mine. And no matter how hard I try to tell myself that I have control over this situation, it’s clear that I do not.

Take me!

The moment she spoke those words, offering herself so openly and vulnerably to me, I was done for.

I run my eyes over her body as she pulls on my shirt, using my phone’s flashlight to see. My cock pulses painfully at the sight of her beautiful body, and I’m tempted to grab her and throw her back onto the bed. I want to ravage her body all over again, hear my name on those sultry lips of hers, swallow her whimpers, and feel her muscles clench around me as she begs me to move faster and fuck her harder.

One would think that some post-nut clarity would be setting in now that the sex is over, but I want her.I need her!My cock is throbbing with the need to be back inside of her, her face buried in the mattress this time as I take her from behind.

Christ, this girl is my kryptonite.

“Please don’t leave me alone,” Joy whispers, drawing me out of my thoughts, and I watch her fingers fly in the dim light as she quickly buttons the shirt I lent her. “I hate the dark.”

“I’m right here,” I offer, surprising even myself.

This softness is so unlike me.

I don’t remember a time when I actually gave a shit about someone else’s feelings, and while that makes me sound like the biggest asshole, I don’t quite remember a time anyone actually cared about mine either.

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