Page 17 of Jingle All the Plays

The feel of his naked body surrounding me is almost too much. My brain is in overdrive.

He gets us to the bed and lays me down gently. “Let’s take this slow, Maisy.”

“Let’s not, Bo. Please.”

His eyes are on fire, scorching me with their need. “We’ll do it your way this time, and afterward it’s my turn.”

My heart is doing gymnastics in my chest. Flip flopping. Bouncing. Jumping. Spinning. Landing it.

“Okay, Bo.”

Hovering over me, pressing against me in all the right places, he asks, “Are you wet, Maisy?”

A small squeak escapes my lips, dying, that he just asked me that. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted. “Mhmm,” I manage to reply.

“Show me.”

Fuck. This man. Little does he know how much just his very being turns me on. I reach down to pull my fingers through my slickness, and then I bring my fingers up for his examination.

“Is that for me, baby?”

I just nod because I can’t get a sound past the thickness in my throat.

His fingers encircle my wrist and bring my fingers to his mouth where he proceeds to suck them. “Fuck, you taste good, Maisy.”

Pressure builds in my stomach, I’m clenching at air.

“I want more of that later, but right now, I just want us together.”

“Yes, please,” I whisper.

He’s already grabbing his cock, giving it a couple of strokes, before he swipes it down my center.

I can’t help crying out, “Oh my God, Bo.”

And it’s almost drowned out by his guttural groan.

“You’re so perfect for me, Maisy. You’re everything I want. I’ll spend the rest of my life proving that I’m the man for you.”

“I already know you are, Bo.”

His forehead meets mine as he slides into home. Baseball metaphor at a time like this? I know. But it’s exactly what I thought of when I took him inside. This is where he belongs. This is where I belong.

I’ve loved this man for an eternity, and now we can finally be everything to each other.

“I’m so close, Bo.”

“Fuck, I needed to hear that. You feel so good, Maisy. I’m hardly holding it together.”

“Then don’t.” I grip his neck, pulling him for a long deep kiss, where our tongues collide. I arch my hips up into him as he pumps into me.

“That’s it, Bo. Uhhhh…that’s. It. Exactly. Don’t stop.”

“Never.” The words drench me, thrusting me over the edge.

White hot pleasure explodes in my body. Like every single cell in my body disintegrated and is being reborn.

“Fuuuuck,” Bo growls as he pumps into me two more times. I can feel him permeate me, body and soul.