Chapter 17 #2
I grab my belt, and with a loud thwack, pull it one-handed through the loops.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” she says, her eyes raking down my chest and torso. Having this beautiful woman check me out makes me grateful for all the hard work I put in at the gym.
Before I take off anything else, I pull out my wallet and toss it to her, then stand and pull off my pants.
“I’m not cheap. Are you sure you can afford me?” she says, holding up my wallet, and I stumble, nearly tripping over my pants as I remove my shoes and kick them the rest of the way off.
“That’s not what…I’m not…” I splutter as I try to regain my composure, physically and mentally.
“Oh my God, I’m just fucking with you. You should see your face. Obviously, your first time is free,” she says with a wink as she pulls the condom out, holding it between two fingers as she tosses my wallet onto my discarded clothes.
“I’m not sure if you’re kidding,” I say nervously as I stand before her naked.
“I should be paying you, ’cause damn, that dick,” she says, stroking a finger up it as she traces the thick vein that wraps around my shaft.
She slowly lowers her mouth and licks around the crown of my cock, and my hips buck involuntarily in response.
“Mmm, this cock tastes like mine. I could lick your cum all day.”
“I’d really, really fucking like that.” I groan as she takes me to the back of her throat, bobbing and sucking as she works me over.
Fuck, I’m totally going to come if she doesn’t stop.
My orgasm is building at the base of my spine, and it pains me to pull her off my cock.
Not being inside this woman physically hurts.
“There will be time for soft and tender later. Right now, I need to fuck this perfect pink pussy. You’ve already come on my face and hand, now I want to cover my cock in your cum.
Turn around, get on your knees, and grab the back of that throne,” I growl as I take the condom from her hand, rip open the foil, and sheathe my dick.
She turns around and kneels on the plush seat pushing her ass toward me as she grips the chair.
“Spank me, Daddy. I’ve been naughty,” she says, wiggling her ass back and forth.
I’m not sure if she’s kidding or not, but I grip her hip in one hand and bring the other down on her right cheek, the crack echoing in the open space.
“Oh fuck,” she moans, dropping her head.
“Such a naughty girl.” I spank her other cheek hard and then cup it, smoothing away the sting.
Gripping the base of my shaft, I line it up with her opening, gliding the tip through her wetness as I tease her clit.
The way her hips grind on me in response has my heart beating wildly in my chest. She wants this as much as I do, and fuck, I want this more than flames long for oxygen.
I’m trembling and insatiable as I devour every inch of her exposed skin I can reach.
Thrusting into her feels like coming home. There’s something familiar about the way we fit, but also new and exciting. It’s open, raw, honest. There are no pretenses or formalities. Bella knows what she wants and goes after it, and it’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced in a partner.
She drops her head as she arches her ass, pushing back into me as I grip her hips and set a steady rhythm. I’m not gentle. This is years of pent-up sexual energy and weeks of frustration releasing with each brutal thrust.
“Oh fuck, you feel so good. Is that all you got?”
“Can you handle more?”
“I need you to fuck me hard. Pull my hair. Grab my throat. Make me feel you for days. Don’t hold back.”
Gathering up the hair at the base of her neck, I give it a tug, forcing her face to mine as I kiss her hard.
When I pull back, I lick along the shell of her ear as my hand slides down below her jaw to grip the slender column of her neck.
“I’m going to embarrass myself with how quickly you’re going to make me come.
But don’t for a second think that this is the only time I’m going to be inside this perfect cunt today. I can’t get enough of you.”
I gently squeeze the sides of her neck as I rut harder into her, reaching my other hand down to pinch her clit.
“Yes! Oh shit, fuck, right there, oh my God, right there. I’m going to. Oh fuck—” she moans, and I can feel a rush of liquid coat my hand as my release hits me and my thrusts get erratic before I still inside of her, filling up the condom.
My heart is racing as I pant for breath, gliding my soaked hand up her abdomen to pull her body flush with mine.
“That was incredible. I’ve never experienced anything like that.
” I kiss along her shoulder as she stretches an arm back and pulls my face to hers.
It’s an awkward angle, but the kiss lights a fire in me, coursing through every nerve ending in my body.
I’m in awe of her, the way she touches me, responds to me, asks for exactly what she wants.
It’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman that I’ve never been able to vocalize.
When she pulls back, I stare into her grey-blue eyes, feeling seen, feeling wanted, her desire evident on her face. Reluctantly, I pull out of her and remove the condom, tying it off and throwing it in the garbage can nearby.
“Oh my God,” she says, her voice sounding panicked as she looks down at the throne. “I squirted all over Santa’s chair!”
I can’t help it. I throw my head back in laughter. It’s probably a dick move—she looks genuinely horrified—but I can’t hold it in.
“This isn’t funny, Hardy. What if I ruined the chair?” she says as she starts pacing. “Amber is going to have a field day with this. She’ll probably kick me out of the PTO.”
“No one is getting kicked out of anything. I’m sure we can clean it.”
“How? It’s not like we can take it to a dry cleaner!” She’s still pacing, and I grab her, pulling her into me as I stroke her back. “How do I always fuck things up?”
“You didn’t fuck anything up. You’re the farthest thing from a fuckup. You’re a great mom, a wonderful teacher, and the best Christmas coach I’ve ever had.”
“I’m the only Christmas coach you’ve ever had.”
“Seriously, Bella, you’re incredible. There’s no way I could do everything you do, but you inspire me to try. I could never repay you for the things you’ve done to make this holiday a memorable one for Avery and me.”
“You’re pretty incredible yourself. Most guys I know wouldn’t jump through all these hoops just to keep Santa alive for their kid.”
Our eyes lock as I run a hand up her spine, relishing the way she shudders at my touch.
“But I seriously made a mess on that chair. Amber’s going to tell everyone I screwed up again.”
“So what if the mean girl that runs the PTO thinks you’re a screwup? I know you’re not, and so does everyone else that matters.” I kiss her forehead and breathe in her soft minty scent. She’s already helped me so much. I’m determined to show her how amazing she is, regardless of what Amber thinks.
“What’s left on our list? Just the shopping and wrapping, right?” She nods against my chest. “Perfect. I’m taking you out shopping. You can drag me anywhere you want, and I won’t complain. And it’s on me. You’ve done so much, it’s my turn to take care of you.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“It’s my turn now. If you weren’t here, I’d have to do it on my own. But I’m very glad you are here. I can’t imagine doing this with anyone else,” I say, kissing her forehead.