Second Chance Christmas by Octavia Jensen

Author:Octavia Jensen [Jensen, Octavia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CeliKetch Publishing
Published: 2022-11-06T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine:

Because You’re Mine

It’s not lost on me that he didn’t grab a condom, but I can’t bring myself to care. I’m too far gone in this moment, too scared of ruining it, too needy for him to give a shit about needing an antibiotic regimen after this is over if he’s positive for something.

No, none of that matters. Tomorrow doesn’t matter. Next month doesn’t matter. It’s just me, him, and right now. “Wait, wait,” I rush out. “Are you sure? Like really sure? Cause if you stop in the middle with sudden doubts, I might die.”

“I’m not gonna stop, baby. Breathe for me.” Matt strokes me with our gazes locked. “Are you on PrEP? I’m negative, and I don’t want to use a condom.”

I nod like an idiot. “Yeah, the shots every two months. Never miss one. Fucking hate condoms.”

“Me too.” Matt leans in to kiss me again, his giant hand still wrapped around my length as he owns all of me, and when he finally starts kissing his way down my frame, I think I’m going to burst.

Those lips are smooth, sure, confident as he teases me and makes me shake. “I think you’re gonna prove me wrong about being patient.”

“I know.” He nips my hip, then drops down to his knees to settle between my legs. His broad shoulders keep them far apart as he flicks his tongue along the tip of my aching, leaking cock, and when he sucks me in, I stop thinking there’s any chance this is really a dream.

No, nothing in my dreams has ever felt this good, and he’s barely even begun.

“God, I’ve wanted this for so long,” I mumble, gripping the sheets to steady myself as I stare down at him.

He doesn’t respond with words, but with how he instantly begins sucking me without holding anything back. He’s dying for it, almost as much as I am, and he has me so enthralled with his mouth I nearly miss the sound of him opening up the lube.

“Fuck, please,” I hiss, spreading further and rutting up to chase that sinful tongue. “Need you inside me, even your fingers. Anything. Please.”

His deep chuckle travels straight to my balls as he pulls off to coat his fingers. “I think the word ‘please’ falling from your lips is my new favorite sound.”

“If I’d have known begging would do the trick, I’d have done it a year ago,” I assure him, biting my bottom lip. “Loudly.”

He smirks and starts massaging my hole, then leans right back to suck me in like it’s not going to be hard as hell not to come. Exhaling hard, I try to focus on breathing instead of being impatient — but the anticipation is fucking killing me.

Come on. Fucking please, don’t tease me. Show me how much you needed this too, I plead silently. Hurt me. Fuck me. Break me.

I relish the sting when he finally slips a finger inside, and when that pain is accompanied with the pleasure of this man deep-throating me, I have to fight that urge to blow instantly.

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