Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 19284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Adam leaned over her body, supporting his weight on his arms. He kissed her, slowly, deeply. His body felt like pure energy, his cock already dripping pre-cum. The thought of fucking her virgin ass was the ultimate incentive.
He kissed down her body, rolling her to her stomach as he descended. She had a big, lush ass that drove him crazy. The way she could fill out a pencil skirt was unholy. He palmed both her cheeks, then spread them to expose her tight little rosette. His cock jerked.
After leaning over, he kissed the small of her back, then reached for the lube. He wanted her to have a positive experience, so he’d be using an obscene amount of lubrication. The first galop made her squeal.
“That’s cold,” she said.
“Believe me, it’s going to get much hotter in here very soon.” He carefully inserted one finger into her virgin asshole.
She tightened around him.
“No, baby, no tensing. For this to work well, you have to relax. You have to trust me completely. Do you trust me, Adora?”
“I trust you.”
“Good girl.”
He lubed up his cock with one hand as he added a second finger to her ass, scissoring his fingers to stretch her. He groaned at the sight of her. After spreading her thighs wider, he supported one knee on the sofa as he pressed the thick head of his cock against her asshole. He slowly pushed inside.
“Push out against me, Alora. It’ll go easier that way.” She did as told, and he managed to get inside her a couple of inches. He stopped to give her time to adjust to his size. “Are you okay?”
“I feel so full. Like I’ll explode.”
“It’s temporary. Try your best to relax.” He ran his fingertips up and down her back in feather-light strokes to calm her. Ever so slowly, he pushed in deeper, taking his time, controlling his urge to take her hard and fast.
Once close enough to her, his cock deep inside her ass, he reached around to circle her clit. Her tense body began to soften, her breathing changing. Her wanton energy returned, and within minutes, she began to wiggle and push back against him.
“Does it still hurt?”
She shook her head. “I’m curious.”
“That’s a good thing.” He kissed her shoulder and began to ease out. The lube made the experience slick and safe. Adam pumped his hips slowly at first as he picked up a rhythm.
Once she began to mewl, he shifted positions to get more comfortable, grabbing her hips in a firm grip.
He watched his dick disappear inside her ass over and over again. He’d never been so hard. She clutched at the cushions, moaning as he fucked her.
“You feel so good, Alora. You’re so tight around my cock.”
He couldn’t hold on much longer, not like this. It was taking a herculean effort to stop himself from coming inside her.
“Come for, baby.” He reached around and played with her clit, matching the rhythm as he pistoned into her from behind.
Alora moaned, a woman obsessed. “Oh, God, I’m going to…”
She cried out as she came, her ass spasming around him, her pussy quaking under his fingers. He allowed himself to follow, filling her ass with his cum.
He dropped down to the floor soon after, an arm draped over his eyes as he caught his breath. When he felt a warm cloth on him, he bolted upright.
“Alora?”
She had washed up, wearing a cute little Christmas nightgown that barely covered her upper thighs. Now she was washing his flaccid cock.
“You don’t have to do that.” He tried to still her hand, but she wouldn’t have it.
“I don’t mind.”
Once they were both cleaned up, he sat on the sofa with Alora curled up on his lap. They watched the Christmas tree and all the little ornaments they’d picked out together. They’d start their own new traditions and treasure their keepsakes.
“You know what we need?” she asked.
“No. What?”
“A fireplace. The dancing flames are so relaxing at night.”
“Even if they’re fake flames?”
She tilted her head. “Yes, they’ll do. We’ll have to compromise in a condo.”
“I’ll call the contractor in the morning.”
He kissed her cheek, stroking the long blonde hair she’d pulled over one shoulder. She was such a beauty. And all his now.
“You spoil me too much,” she said. “You don’t have to, you know. I’d love you exactly the same even if you were broke.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good to know, but for now, let me enjoy taking care of my woman. My fiancée.”
She smiled and nuzzled up close.
Christmas wasn’t a holiday. It was a feeling.
Now that he had Alora in his life, he felt understood, complete, and finally able to find joy in the little things. Love made all the difference.
The End