Unwrapped For You: Curves For Christmas 18 by Annie Charme

Author:Annie Charme [Charme, Annie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Chambre Rose Publishing
Published: 2022-11-20T16:00:00+00:00

Eleven

LIAM

“All right. You asked for it.” Damn, hearing her talk like that, so feral and out of character to her uptight, wholesome persona, drives me wild.

The pressure to perform is almost too much and my dick can’t take the heat. Don’t let me down now. We’re in this together. Each time I pound into the soft mound of her plump pussy and thighs, every inch of her body moulds to my rigid surfaces. She’s the yin to my yang, the light to my dark. A growl leaves my lips, slipping into her sweet pussy; the syrup to my pancake.

Her little moans drive me into a frenzy. The room spins around me, like I’m in a snowstorm, and everything turns white but her. She’s all I see and hear and all that matters to me at this moment.

“Liam. Harder. Don’t hold back.” Her nails dig into my skin. I have to hold back. If I go any deeper, I’ll explode. It’s taking everything I have to hold it together. Her cute face screws up like it did in the shower. A flash of white heat strikes between us, and I’m done for.

My movements slow to a halt before I roll onto my back. “That was fucking amazing.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“No. That’s gotta be the best sex I’ve had in a long time.”

“Are you actually done already?”

I open my eyes to see her scowling at me. Deck my balls. “You didn’t come?”

“I was about to, then you stopped. I thought you were playing some sort of edging game.”

How did I get that so wrong? “Let me make it up to you.”

She huffs with that moody face I’ve grown to love. I freeze. Love? I guess I’m falling for her. I’ve never come so quick and hard for anyone else. Not even a gym bunny—as she calls them—can get me this wound up.

“Sit on my face.”

“What?”

“You heard me.” I grab her thigh. She swings her leg over, straddling my chest. My hand grips her ass. “Come closer.”

She shuffles closer to my face, leaving a trail of her slickness on my skin. Hovering above me, her knees rest on the pillow on either side of my head. “Like this?” Her voice is quiet, unsure like she’s never done this before.

“Lower.”

“I don’t want to squash you.” Her voice is weak, not the moody tempest she was a moment ago. Is she self-conscious? She doesn’t need to be. I can handle a woman like her. She won’t squash me.

“Sit,” I growl.

“I’m not a dog.” She huffs, still hovering over my face. The scent of her arousal is making me high.

“No, you’re my bitch.” I chuckle at my joke, trying to dissipate the tension.

She moves back, her wet pussy dripping over my chest. “I’m nobody’s bitch, thank you. I don’t appreciate being called one.”

Shit in my sleigh. I’ve done it again. Me and my big mouth. I should get her to gag me next time. “It was a joke. Now come and sit so I can take care of your pussy.

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