The Christmas War Paws: An Enemies to Lovers, Second Chance Christmas Romance Novella by Clarke Terreece M

The Christmas War Paws: An Enemies to Lovers, Second Chance Christmas Romance Novella by Clarke Terreece M

Author:Clarke, Terreece M.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LifeSlice Media
Published: 2023-12-24T00:00:00+00:00


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“We do this DeWitt, there are no soft feelings. No pretty words and no flowers in the morning. And when I beat your round ass in this Christmas War, you’ll leave Ohio Falls and never come back, you hear? You’ll get out of my hair and out of my system.”

His words hurt, and I didn’t want to examine why. What I know is they were a spark, and I was parched, dry grass. He ignited a fire in me he couldn’t contain. I wanted to hurt him; I wanted to feel good. I wanted that exquisite pain that leads to pleasure. I wanted to own him, to break him, and to break apart on him.

I scooted further up his lap and got myself in position. After lining him up with me, I wound my hand around the back of his head, my nails biting into his skull. He grunted and surged to join us. I lifted to deny him and give one last warning:

“It’s been two years.”

“I’ll go slow.”

Frustrated with his arrogance, I pushed his face to the side when he tried to kiss me. No pretty words? No intimate kisses either. I held his face away from me as I slowly sank onto him, relishing the pain and pleasure of spreading myself open on him. Of stretching myself to the limit.

When I was fully seated on his dick, I gave myself a moment to adjust, working through the moment by biting down on his neck. Hard. His grunt of pain turned into a moan of pleasure that made my clit throb. Moving my lips to his ear as I rocked on his dick, I grunted out, “It’s been two years, Dr. Bing, and I’m going to wear. You. Out.”

His hands found purchase on my ass, my teeth reconnected with his neck, and I leveraged the back of his head and the headrest as I moved my body with abandon. I threw my whole self into a sensual rhythm hell bent on extracting the pleasure I wanted, needed. I lanced open the wound I carried from his betrayal all those years ago and poured out that poison into each grind. I rode him hard and fast. I clenched and unclenched as I saw fit. I used him, used his dick for my pleasure, and came. Quickly. Beautifully. Fully.

Somewhere in the back of my pleasure crazed mind, I heard him say, “Slow down, beautiful. Wait, I’m gonna cum baby, not yet, let me give you…”

I fucked him harder, so hard the truck creaked metal on metal. So hard that there was no doubt I was running this, and he couldn’t give me shit. As he swelled inside me, I ran wild, clamping down on his dick until he began to spasm. His hands dug painfully into my hips as he unloaded into me with a shout of surprise, bringing my second orgasm on.

It was now stifling hot in the truck. My body was slick with sweat and as the tremors of my orgasm left, my body relaxed.



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