Page 21 of Christmas Kisses


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She writhed, pulling at me. Of course, I complied. I craved her. I craved sinking into that tight warmth that still squeezed my fingers while I moved up her body. Not wanting to lose contact, but anxious to sink into her, I pulled free to shove off my underwear then helped her remove her bra.

With us both fully naked, I paused and stared at the peaks revealed to me.

I couldn’t help but cup her breasts while I wedged my knees between hers and spread her legs wider. Unable to resist, I closed my mouth over one nipple. My thumb brushed over the other tip, reveling in the feel of the pliant flesh beneath my hand.

“Please, Micha…please…” she chanted, arching into me. Her hands clenched on my shoulders then slid over my back before she grasped my arms again. Her legs wrapped around my hips as she tried to get closer to me.

“You’re like a candy store all by yourself,” I murmured, kissing over her collarbone then up her neck. “My own personal playground.”

“All yours,” she vowed. She stared up at me, her face solemn when I hovered above her. Her hand cupped my cheek.

“I love you,” I told her, turning my head to kiss her palm.

“I love you, too. I knew it yesterday, but I was afraid.”

I studied her gaze. I didn’t want her to be afraid. “And now?”

“Now, I want you. I want to stay here in Majestic Falls. I’m meant to be here. And I’m sure, and I’mnotafraid.”

Tenderness mixed with the passion flooding my veins. I brushed kisses over her cheeks, her forehead and nose, then finally her mouth. As our kiss deepened, my erection aligned with her opening, the tip bathed in her wet heat. I hovered there, wanting to be buried deep inside her, but needing her to know the depth of my commitment to her.

“I promise I’ll always make sure you’re happy here. I’ll do whatever you need. Whether it’s here or if you decide you want to be in Colorado.”

“It’ll be here,” she whispered. “With my new family, the family I never knew I had.”

“With me,” I pushed forward and claimed her. Our breaths caught as I stretched her, and she squeezed tight around my shaft as we became one.

I stilled as I bottomed out, as deep as I could go in her pulsing clasp. We breathed together, adjusting. This wasn’t the rushed, mindless frenzy I’d always imagined it would be when I found my other half. This was more profound, deeper, as our souls connected, locked.

“With you,” she breathed finally. Her hips canted upward into me. “With…” She wiggled, trying to get even closer. “You.”

“Yes.” I kissed her, losing myself, sealing the vow while I pistoned in and out.

Our cries entwined, the pleasure overwhelming us. As I’d known they would, her walls squeezed around me, almost chasing me into a climax before it was time. I forced it back when the tingling gathered at the base of my spine, threatening explosion. I needed her to be with me. Reaching between us, I found her clit while I bent to capture a nipple in my mouth.

“Micha, oh God!” she cried, arching.

“You feel better than anything I’ve ever experienced,” I muttered truthfully. It was as if Jessica had been made for me, and perhaps—no definitely—she had been.

She clenched around me, her nails digging into my shoulders, and I groaned. There was no way I’d last much longer. There was less chance I’d leave her on the edge with no orgasm. I strummed my thumb over her clit, determined to get her there.

“Fuck,” I growled. “Yes… Squeeze me, baby. Take everything from me. Show me who you belong to.”

Her response was a choked cry.

“Oh, fuck, yes,” I groaned.

Her walls turned to a vise around me, and she arched beneath me, screaming my name. I let go of the tight hold I’d had over my release, and I poured all of myself into her. With my entire will, I forced myself to keep moving through the tight grip until, panting, we both collapsed onto the sheets.

I pulled her against my chest, our perspiration-covered bodies clinging. Our arms wrapped tight around one another. I kissed her temple.

“You’re my forever,” I breathed.

It might be too soon for declarations of forever, but she had to know it wasn’t just talk on my part. I was in for the long haul.

“Forever,” she agreed.

She settled into me, her breathing evening out as I stroked my hand slowly up and down her back. I stared at the twinkling Christmas lights across the room, knowing I’d already gotten the best gift of my life. Jessica was mine. Jessica was staying.