Page 44 of Santa's Dark Secret
I push back against his touch, desperate for him to slam inside of me and relieve the ache he’s given me. “Seems like it’s a fair trade considering you broke my heart.”
“I didn’t break your heart, Mila,” he says, finally pushing two thick fingers deep inside of me, curving them just right and driving me wild in seconds. “You’re doing that all on your own.”
He fucks me with his fingers, and I keep pushing back, desperate for relief. He might be right. I might be breaking my own heart, but right now, I couldn’t seem to care less. All that matters is feeling him inside of me. “Nick,” I groan. “Fuck me.”
“Patience, Mila.”
His fingers keep working me, massaging inside of me, rolling and splitting, until my walls begin shaking around his fingers. He pushes me further, stretching his thumb toward my clit and applying just enough pressure to set me alight. Even in this freezing snow, all I feel is the heat from my core.
“NICK!”
“Come for me, Mila. Give me what’s mine.”
I fall to pieces, shattering just like the glass I broke in his living room, and with every roll of his fingers inside of me, my orgasm intensifies. My toes curl inside my boots as I shamelessly grab at the snow-covered ground.
“Oh. Fuck. Nick. YES!”
His thumb works my clit, and just as I start coming down from my high, he pulls his fingers free, giving me just a moment of ease before I feel his raging tip at my entrance. “Mmm I’m going to enjoy you, my sweet snow bunny. I’m going to take this sweet cunt, and by the time I’m done with you, that attitude of yours better be fucked out of your system, and if it’s not, I’m going to fuck that pretty mouth until it is. Do you understand me?”
I swallow the nerves, my nipples painfully hard against the snow, and I nod. “Between you and me, Nick. I’m the one who should be making demands. Now slam that thick cock inside of me and let me scream.”
He doesn’t hesitate, giving me exactly what I asked for, his fingers digging into my hip.
I push back against him, taking him as deep as I possibly can as he slams into me over and over again, his balls grinding against my clit. It’s too much, yet not nearly enough, and I can’t help but reach beneath me until my fingers are stroking either side of my entrance as he works my cunt. I feel the way he fucks me, the way he thrusts into me, and within seconds, my thighs are shaking.
“Fuck, Nick,” I groan, snow plastered to the side of my face.
He grunts in response, and I lower my fingers to my clit, rubbing greedy circles, this time not caring if it’s a long game or a fast one. Though to be honest, I don’t know if I can last much longer with my knees in the freezing snow. It’s starting to burn, but it’s a pain I’d happily endure, especially considering this will be the last time he ever gets to fuck me. In theory, of course. Who knows how weak I’ll be over the next year.
Pushing my knees further apart, Nick takes me deeper, and I cry out again, the raw power of his thrusts more than fucking the attitude out of me, and damn it, if this is what I get for being a bitch, I might have to show him just how bitchy I can truly be.
He rolls his hips and takes me at a whole new angle, and I feel the familiar sensation building within me, intense and raw, more than ready to send me into an abyss of sweet pleasure. I pick up my pace, rolling circles over my clit just a little bit faster, and he immediately picks up on my need, thrusting deeper and harder, giving me exactly what I need to get me there, and not a moment later, I come hard, my whole universe shaking beneath me.
I fall to pieces as he continues to fuck me, not letting up until I’ve reached my high and started to come back down. “How’s that attitude, baby?” he rumbles, his fingers digging deeper into my flesh, warning me just how close he really is.
“Just as strong as ever,” I tell him, not nearly over his kidnapping antics.
A deep groan rumbles through his chest, and before I know it, Nick pulls himself free and flips me over, my back coming down against the freezing snow. I arch up off the cold with a hiss, but Nick comes down over me, straddling my chest and keeping me pinned beneath him. He grips his thick cock, those dark eyes like lasers on mine. “What did I tell you, Mila?”
I shake my head, having no fucking idea. I’m still buried deep in my post-orgasm fog, I barely know what’s happening.
“I warned you what would happen if that attitude wasn’t fucked out of you.”
Well damn. That particular little speech might be coming back.
“Remember?”
I nod.
“What did I tell you would happen?”
My tongue rolls over my bottom lip. “You’d fuck my pretty mouth.”
“Open.”
I narrow my gaze, the hunger rapidly building again, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to make it easy for him. “I hope you don’t mind teeth,” I say, and as his brow arches with alarm, I open wide and take him deep in my throat.
It’s awkward having to lift my neck to be able to take him, but I wiggle my arm free and fist the bottom of his cock, working him with my mouth, tongue, and hand at the same time. He grits his teeth and just when he thinks he’s got it easy, I roll my tongue over his tip and watch the hunger flash in his eyes.
