“Look up, and watch me fuck you.”
I shiver, my pussy clamping down on him as pleasure coils tight in my belly. But I do what he asks, watching the roll of his hips with every thrust.
My fingers claw into the sheets, and my body drops a little more into the bed. His pelvis smacks against my ass cheeks with each punch forward. My attention strays up to his face, and I nearly come undone. His expression is so fierce, the love and arousal so intense it could burn me.
“I love you, I love you,” I cry out, and he swears. His fingers grip me a little tighter as he pushes his cock into me over and over. A few more strokes and I tumble over the edge, my release rolling through me as Beau groans, riding me through it until he stills.
His cock swells and throbs, filling me with his cum as I try to catch my breath. He holds himself over me as he presses kisses along my shoulders.
“I love you,” he says with each one.
I never imagined my life could change so drastically for the better, all because of a little Christmas surprise.