Chapter 12
LEO
Celeste is everything I never dreamed I could have in my life.
She's kind and generous, smart, and gorgeous, but the way she meets my passion with her own is so open and willing.
She's hot and tight, and her body clutches at mine as if she never wants to let me go.
Her fingernails dig into my back perfectly.
The little pinpricks of pain are the perfect counterpoint to the pleasure I feel each time I stroke forward and then pull back.
My head is spinning and all that exists in this moment is me and this wonderful woman, the heat and desire building between us. It's perfection.
The silken glide of my cock in and out of her draws cries and gasps from her, but I want more.
I want her to scream my name, proof she's not holding back, so I begin a punishing rhythm in and out as I suck one of her nipples into my mouth.
Her hips jolt up and I'm rewarded with a moan.
Her grip on me ratchets up and I pick up speed, switching to the other nipple and laving it with my tongue, dragging the edge of my teeth over the tip.
Celeste cries out, a beautiful sound, and I feel it when the building pleasure spreads out through her body. Her walls convulse around my length, her legs lock around my hips to hold me there, and yes, that's my name she's screaming.
Having achieved my goal, I stop holding back and let go.
Losing myself in her body, the feel of her, the way it feels to be held by her, each stroke dragging me closer to the finish.
Until pleasure builds at the base of my spine, then spills out of me, and I surge forward, burying myself inside her.
I fill her full and stay there. My breath is ragged and hers is too.
I roll to the right, keeping us joined, but pulling her onto my chest so I don't crush her beneath my weight. It's tricky, but I manage to get a blanket tugged up over us, so she won't freeze if we fall asleep.
"Merry Christmas, Leo," she says, and her voice sounds dazed. Drugged by the pleasure, I hope. "You're my gift."
Her words make my heart pound with happiness. "Merry Christmas, Celeste. You're mine."
I press a kiss to her head and trace my fingers over the skin of her back. Her breathing evens out and I know she's fallen asleep in my arms.
What I don't expect is that I fall asleep in hers.