Page 62 of A Love Like Christmas Time
Fuck, she’s beautiful. The way she comes undone, hair messy and gasping for breath. I can’t fight the grin tugging on my lips.
“Where’s the fun in that?” I ask, making her pull harder on my hair, trying to direct my face back between her legs as I slowly fuck her with my fingers.
“Please,” she begs and pushes her hip towards me, but I shake my head and bury my face back in her pussy.
Fuck, I love how responsive she is. A hitch of her breath, her fingers digging into my hair, my shoulders, the sheets. I can see pleasure clouding her senses, her eyes staring into nowhere as I bring her closer to coming undone.
Her moans turn into whimpers, and by the time she stops cursing, I know she’s close.
“Caleb!” Lauren’s voice is coarse, and she’s reaching for me blindly. Her fingers glide into my hair as her breath hitches. Suddenly her entire body tenses, her walls tightening around my fingers as she lets out a loud moan, then starts trembling.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She whimpers and tries to stop my hand, but this is when I finally give in to her demands and pick up the pace, fucking her through her orgasm with my fingers. Thinking about how much better it will be once I get to do it with my cock.
“Fucking hell, Caleb!” she shouts, her thighs framing my head trembling, tightening in the most delicious way as she falls apart.
“That’s it, gorgeous,” I mumble against her pussy, glancing up at her face. Her eyes are closed, cheeks pink with pleasure. She tugs on my hair, moving her hips against my fingers until the shaking stops.
I kiss a trail up her body until our lips meet, carefully pulling my fingers out of her.
“You’re beautiful when you come,” I mumble into the kiss with a grin. Her hand reaches between my legs, giving my cock a lazy stroke that makes me groan.
“And I bet you will be too,” she presses out, continuing the motion.
She lets go for a moment, and when her fingers close around me again, I realize she’s coated them in her own wetness. The thought alone is almost enough to make me come.
“Fuck. It’s not going to take much for you to find out,” I murmur. Hell, watching her come almost pushed me over the edge.
She doesn’t start slow. Her hand immediately picks up a quick rhythm. The wet sound of her jacking me off, cock coated in her pleasure is fucking obscene and the best thing I’ve heard so far.
It only takes a few strokes to get me there.
“Fuck,” I groan, doing my best to keep my eyes open as pleasure zaps through me like a lightning storm.
“Going to come?” I nod, not able to voice an answer. “Good.” She grins, watching my face, stroking me, until finally waves of pleasure wash over me.
“Laur-” I can’t even finish her name before I come, coating her beautiful skin with my release.
She hums, clearly satisfied. “Yeah. I adore watching you come. We have to do this more often.”
My eyes jump to hers, and I’m not sure how to feel about the level of mischief I see in them.
“I’ll get some condoms for next time,” I assure her, leaning close for a kiss, still trying to catch my breath.
Her fingers find a stray lock of hair, brushing it aside before her palm settles on my cheek. Her thumb moves in soft, soothing motions over my skin, and I lean into her touch.
“You do that,” she whispers. “Though I’ll never complain about doingthisagain.”
Chapter 24
Lauren
The moment I slip into consciousness, I know I’m not at home. The pillow is fluffier, the mattress harder than mine, and my arm is over the blanket, a telltale sign that the window isn’t open.
And there are no cats climbing all over me.
“Oh, fuck.” I jolt upright, glancing around the room. There are massive bookshelves lining the sage walls and a nightstand stacked with books.
Right. I’m at Caleb’s place. I tuck at the blanket and look down my body. I’m still naked.
