“Holy shit,” I moan, fingers tangling in his hair. His tongue darts in and out, swirling around my clit as my eyes roll back.
“You’re mine,” he mumbles between each stroke. “Every. Single. Part of you. Now, tell me.”
My body rocks against him, the waves of pleasure mounting. “I love you.”
“That’s right, baby,” he rasps. “Tell me again.”
“I love you,” I pant, my voice breaking on the last word. His grip tightens as he devours me, his tongue relentless.
But before I can come undone, he pulls back, lips glistening and eyes dark with desire. His hands wrap around my waist as he lifts me back into the water, straddling me over his lap.
“Jake,” I whisper, capturing his mouth in a searing kiss, tasting myself on his lips. His cock nudges against me, and I sink down onto him, his low groan echoing into my mouth.
“Fuck, Charlie, I love you so much.” His voice is wrecked, rough with restraint. “You’re so tight, so perfect… made for me.”
A needy noise escapes me, feeling him fill me completely, the warmth of the water bubbling around us, the cold night air licking at my skin.
His mouth finds my nipple, teeth grazing as he sucks it into his mouth, his tongue flicking against it. I arch against him, helpless to do anything but cling to him.
“Don’t fucking stop—oh,god…”
My head tilts back toward the sky, snowflakes melting on my flushed skin as steam rises around us. Every sensation blurs together, every sensation but him. The grip of his hands tightens, one sliding up to fist in my hair, pulling my head back to expose my throat.
“You’re making me fucking feral, Charlie,” he husks against my throat, tongue dragging a slow path up the column of my neck where a snowflake melts on my skin. “Say it. Tell me again while I make you come.”
“I love you,” I whimper. “You’re it for me, Jake.”
The tension inside me coils tighter, every thrust pushing me closer to the edge. His hands slide back to my ass, squeezing and spreading me, controlling the rhythm as his cock hits every spot that makes me gasp.
“That’s it,” he growls, voice dark and filthy. “Feel how deep I am? You’re mine, baby. Every inch of you to fuck, every sound of you to claim, every damn heartbeat to love. I’m never letting you go.”
“Jake,” I gasp. “I’m gonna—”
“Not yet,” he rasps, his thumb sliding between my cheeks, pressing lightly and teasingas his cock drives deeper. “You’re gonna come when I say. You trust me?”
“Yes,” I pant, every nerve on fire. “I trust you.”
“Good girl,” he praises, breath heavy.
His thumb presses more firmly, and the new sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through me. I cry out, clenching tighter around him, and his groan is primal as his control frays.
“Now, baby,” he orders, circling my clit with his free hand. “Come for me. Come all over my cock.”
The coil inside me snaps, and I cry out as the orgasm tears through me, my body shuddering around him. His hand tightens on my ass, pulling me down hard as he buries himself deep one last time, moaning my name like a vow as he comes.
For a long moment, we’re motionless, the water sloshing softly around us as the world comes back into focus. His lips find mine, pressing soft, slow kisses along my jaw, my temple, my cheek.
“I love you,” I whisper again, letting the words settle in the quiet around us.
Jake’s smile is slow and content, arms wrapping tighter around me as if he’ll never let go.
“Goddamn, Charlie girl,” he murmurs. “You’re my everything.”
“Best Christmas Eve ever.”
Chapter thirty-five
Yeah princess, I heard you…
