Page 16 of Texas Christmas

Moving up his body, I lined his cock up with my opening, then met his eyes.

“You ready?”

He nodded, eyes blazing with need.

We both groaned as I slipped the tip inside me, pausing to allow my body to adjust. Peter was trembling slightly beneath me with the effort of holding himself back. Exhaling deeply, I lowered myself down in one steady movement until he was all the way inside me. When our hips met, we both sighed.

“You’re so tight,” he grit out.

Instead of answering, I began lifting and lowering my hips, moving steadily. Peter fisted the sheets, his hips rising to meet me, but allowing me to set the pace.

“You want to take over, don’t you?” I asked.

It was funny. I’d known the man for two days and I could already read him like we’d been together for years. Together for years...that sounded nice.

“Yeah, I do.”

I stopped moving. “Do it.”

He paused. “I don’t want to be too rough with you.”

“It’s impossible for you to be too rough with me,” I said, hoping it was true. “Do your worst.”

I expected him to roll me over so he could be on top, but instead he grabbed my waist and began slamming me up and down his cock, hard enough that all I could do was brace my hands on his chest and hold on for the ride. I. Loved. It. With every slap of his hips, the tip of his cock hit something deep inside me that made my eyes roll back in my head.

This time when I came, I completely lost it. This was no gentle orgasm, it was a whole-body experience. My eyes screwed closed, my breath stuttered, and every muscle in my body spasmed as I found my release. It only took a few more strokes before Peter was coming too, spurting warm cum deep inside me with a long groan.

When he sagged against the bed I pulled off him, grabbing a box of Kleenex off the side table to clean myself up. Tossing the wad of tissue in the trash, I grabbed the blanket from the foot of the bed, pulling it over us while I snuggled into Peter’s side.

“Can we do that again?” I asked. “After we take a break, I mean?”

“Darlin’, I thought you’d never ask.”

Peter

Having sex with Abby was life changing. There was no other way to describe it. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, biting my lip to keep from doing something stupid like telling her that I loved her.

Sure, I knew it was ridiculous to think I was in love this soon, but I’d known the minute I saw Abby that she was the one I’d been waiting a lifetime for. I would have known it if we passed each other on the street the same way I knew it when she dropped into my arms falling out of that tree.

I loved her, but I wasn’t sure yet how she felt.

“Will you stay here for Christmas?” I asked.

“What?” She sounded sleepy.

“I know it’s supposed to warm up tomorrow and the roads will likely be opening up sometime soon, but Christmas is in three more days. Stay. Please.”

Abby pushed up on her elbow.

“You want me to stay for Christmas with your family?” she asked, as if she thought she’d misunderstood.

I don’t know why. She’d already promised my Mama she would come. I was just asking her to stay here in the interim.

“Yeah.”

“I promised my boss I would come to work tomorrow if the roads were open,” she told me.

This was news to me, but I guess it shouldn’t have been. Of course she would have been giving status updates to her boss when she wasn’t able to come in today.