Page 16 of Bouquets and Buckles
“Sweetheart, you’re going to get us in so much trouble,” Luke grunts, spreading my thighs as wide as they can go. Allowing us to both see the evidence of this forbidden moment. Him coated in the sheen of my arousal and pressed up against the spot where it would take next to nothing for him to shove all the way inside.
“It’s only this much. We can just play like this.” I moan as I hold him tight against me, and he pushes forward just a fraction, fitting the broad head against my entrance.
“This pussy is so fucking greedy. You say you only want the tip, but really you’re being a little tease, trying to tempt me deeper already.” Luke’s hips pulse, allowing his head to pulse in and out, thrusting agonizingly slow, so that barely an inch dips inside before he pulls back. I wedge my fingers there in a V shape to help guide him in place, to encourage just a fraction more of him to press inside my channel. The whole thing becomes even more erotic as each tiny movement is accompanied by a slick sound. One that proves exactly how soaking wet I am.
“It doesn’t count if it’s just this.” My breathing picks up pace because, holy fuck, this man’s cock is so insanely good. The feel of him stretching me is wiping my brain of any thoughts.
All I want is to lose myself in this man.
Luke shifts forward and then holds steady, his dick pushes inside, edging a little further, and I’m so close to begging him to slam all the way home. My pussy walls flutter and clench around him, and a dark noise leaves his chest.
My cowboy lifts one hand and pinches my chin, forcing me to look up at him. “You let me inside this pussy raw, and I’m going to have you stretched around my cock and leaking cum for as long as that snow sticks to the ground.” He searches my gaze, eyes flickering between mine. “All games aside, better decide right now if that’s what you want.”
“Oh, god, I want that… more than you know.” Yes, please, and thank you very fucking much. The picture he just painted makes my blood heat and sing. “I’m on birth control; I’ve been tested recently, and always normally use protection,” I add hastily, feeling a little out of breath. Silently praying that if this man has any lingering doubts about going all the way through with this… well… hopefully that might convince him to shove all the way in deep.
He studies me. Something unreadable in his expression, and his jaw flexes. “Well, I haven’t been with anyone without using a condom in… let’s just say a long time. If that’s enough for you to take me at my word, but I understand if it isn’t.”
God, he’s so fucking hot. Brooding and powerful, not to mention the fact he’s still fully clothed, while I’m in the sluttiest position where it feels even more filthy that I’ve gotalmostnothing on.
“Please, I need to feel you. I need you inside me.” My Christmas wish is coming wrapped up in a big ol’ bow of begging it would seem.
“You’re going to watch.” Luke guides my chin down, then hooks my thighs with both hands. All I can do is brace myself on my hands behind me as he manipulates my body into the exact position to sink deep. It’s the hottest and filthiest sight, seeing us joined in the most carnal way.
“Look at your pretty little pussy taking every inch. See how well you take me.”
We both stare, fixated on the place where his cock disappears into me. Where my body wraps and fits perfectly to stretch around all of him; with every mind-scrambling moment, he pushes forward on a long, wet glide.
“Luke…” I gasp. It’s so full. He’s everywhere, invading my body and mind on a level I’m not sure I’ll recover from.
I’ve spent so many years of my life admiring this rugged man from afar, never wanting to let on just how much I’ve adored him for as long as I can remember knowing him.
“Goddamn, you’re so fucking wet. So slippery. It’s too good.” Luke grits his teeth before he bottoms out, and we both let out a groan of pleasure.
He holds there for a second. The darkness in his eyes is completely hypnotic. They’re black as the starless night outside, and as he pulls back, I bite down on my bottom lip.
Luke thrusts forward again, so commanding, so powerful, the force of him makes my breasts bounce, and the look on his face is entirely wild.
This man is going to turn my entire life on its head with this singular moment, I can feel it.
Sliding out again, I’m so slick and turned on, he draws back to just the tip. With a rough noise, his fingers grip my flesh and he thrusts home. Again and again.
“Holy fuck.” His voice is so gritty and sexy. I’m immediately lost in how insanely pleasurable it feels to be with him.
Not to mention how every single detail of this moment is unfathomably hot.
My best friend’s father pounds into me while I’m spread out on the dining table we’ve sat at for countless meals together. A place so familiar it might as well be my own kitchen.
Nothing will ever be the same after this, but I have no fucking regrets. This is everything I’ve wanted for so long and never thought could ever be a possibility.
“Oh god. Oh god.” As Luke keeps thrusting forward, tension starts to whirl and build, and pleasure starts to build from my toes like a whirlwind intent on sweeping me away.
“Jesus. You’re gripping me so tight. It’s too fucking good.”
“I’m so close.” The moan I let out is loud and desperate.
“You’re gonna let me inside you all night.” Strong fingers sink into my softness, holding me exactly where he wants me to keep hitting a spot that makes my eyes roll back in my head.
“Please.Please.”