Chapter 29
CHAPTER 29
NICHOLAS
T he following morning, I woke her up with my face between her legs. I aimed my fingers right against her G-spot once she was wet enough.
“Ahhhh…” she moaned out loud.
Her breathing elevated, showing me that I was getting to her. I slid my middle finger out from her hot cunt, loving the feel of her slickness against my callused fingers.
“That’s how wet I make you,” I growled.
I pushed my middle and ring fingers back into her pussy. Her body angled perfectly beneath mine. She melted against me, taking everything I was giving her and wanting more.
Wanting everything.
“Do you want me to make love to you?” I said between kisses. “Do you want me to make you come?” I urged, pushing my fingers deeper into her sweet spot.
She panted, “Right there.”
“Where?” I cocked my head to the side, still not moving our lips apart. “Here? ”
“Yes…”
“Tell me.”
“I love you…”
Her juices slid down the palm of my hand. She was so close to coming apart.
She shuddered, her body quivering.
“One,” I pointed out.
Not allowing her to recover, I took her clit into my mouth. Her body started to convulse all around my face. The hood of her clit pulled back, exposing her fucking bright red nub. All I had to do was take it into my mouth and suck.
Hard.
She was so fucking wet, I bathed in her salty, musky sweetness. Rubbing my face all over her pussy, I drenched my lips and my beard. I lapped at her, never taking my persistent tongue away from her clit, making her squirm to no avail.
Her juices dripped down my face, to my throat, and onto my chest, soaking my chest.
I loved hearing her moan.
Pant.
Her breath raced.
I loved the way she struggled to catch her bearings as my tongue danced from her clit to her opening and back to her clit again.
She literally fucked my face.
Coming over and over again.
“Two, three, and four,” I teased the number of times I made her come on my tongue.
Sliding down the length of my body, she got down on her knees in front of me, pulling out my hard cock from my gym shorts. She licked off the pre-cum, then sucked the head into her mouth, taking me in inch by inch.
With her body beneath mine and my dick hovering above her mouth, I thrust in and out of her swollen lips from last night. Her pouty mouth took my dick as I shoved it to the back of her throat, making her gag, spit falling down the sides of her face.
“Fuck… I need to be inside you.”
Her eyes watered with tears, but she didn’t let up. I enjoyed the feel of her lips wrapped around my cock and her taking every last inch I had to give. Removing my cock from her mouth with a pop, she aggressively sucked in the air that my dick denied her.
I didn’t falter.
Grabbing her underneath the arms, I carried her up the length of my body. Then I slammed her down onto my cock in one swift, sudden movement.
“I want to fuck my fiancée, soon-to-be wife.”
I took it easy on her at first, letting her get used to my size, knowing she was sore. Her mouth parted, and her soft, wet tongue peeked out. She bit her bottom lip while trying to keep her eyes open.
I took in her soft glow.
Her rosy cheeks.
The subtle sweat pooling at her temples.
I watched the way her tits bounced.
The way her back would curve.
How she arched just slightly at the last second of feeling my balls swaying against her ass cheeks.
I lay down on the bed with her now on top of me. She rode my dick slow and steady, and I let her feel like she was in control.
I smacked her ass hard, and her eyes widened in surprise and delight while I gripped onto her ass cheeks, making her ride me harder and faster.
Noelle loved to be manhandled and feel owned, and I gladly gave it to her. I clutched the back of her neck and brought her to me. She leaned forward, and I could feel her G-spot on the tip of my cock, causing me to groan in satisfaction .
Watching her ride my dick should be a sport in itself. My favorite show.
Mine.
She helplessly, breathlessly repeated, “Yes… yes… yes…”
A growl surfaced loud from deep within my chest. She was so tight it made my balls ache. Manipulating her clit with my fingers, her legs started to tremble, caging my body in. I thrust in and out of her, never letting up on fucking her. Grabbing onto her breasts, I roughly caressed her hard nipples.
The firmness of my grasp was evident from her bright red skin. I smacked it a few times, knowing it would leave a mark. I growled and held her down, moving her up and down on my cock until she begged me to stop.
Her pussy pulsated and clamped onto my cock, pushing me out of her wet, warm heat.
The way she would squirm.
The way she would hold her breath right before falling over the brink of ecstasy. Taking every last bit of pleasure she could.
“Nicholas Yes… yes…”
Coming with everything she had.
The way she took her pleasure with everything I made her feel.
My balls throbbed with the need to come from watching her climax.
“I love you,” I groaned out, emptying my balls deep into her pussy.
She kissed all over my face, and we spent most of the morning in bed.
“What happens now?” she asked, looking up at me as she lay on my chest with Max on the other side of me.
“As half the owner of Mistletoe Town?—”
“Wait?” She sat up. “Half?”
I smiled. “My brother and I now own it. ”
By the expression on her face, she was pleased with my answer. “That was very nice of you.”
I shrugged. “It’s a win-win.”
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“I know, but I wanted to. The next step is to relocate my business here.”
“I love that idea. I can bake you cookies, and you can come eat them on your lunch break.” I kissed her.
“I’d love that. You know this is all because of you, right? You’re the magic of Christmas.”
“No, Nicholas. You have it all wrong.” She moved to sit on my lap. “You’re the magic. You’ve always been the magic.”
“How do you figure?”
“Look how happy you’ve made everyone.”
She had a point.
“I was just doing my part.”
“Like Santa…” she teased.
“I’ve checked twice now. You’re definitely on the naughty list.”
“Well, my Grinch kind of lives there.”
“What time does your dad land tomorrow?”
“Noon. He’s bringing his girlfriend.”
They decided to spend the holidays on an island.
“Does my dad know?”
“Of course.”
“When did you ask his permission?”
“When I was delivering everyone’s gifts,” I laughed, holding my whole life in my arms.
For the first time in my life, I felt the true meaning of Christmas and what it felt like to be loved. I guess you could say I came around.
However, nobody needed to know that.
Because at the end of the day…
I did inherit this holiday.