Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“Yes,” I moan, lifting my hips to meet his.
“You’re being such a good girl for me,” he encourages as our bodies find a rhythm together. “You’re going to cum, aren’t you?” I whimper as he smiles down at me. “Lock that sweet cunt around my cock and milk it.”
“Marley,” I gasp as his filthy words push me closer to my release.
He’s thrusting deep now, his thick cock filling every inch of my body. I’m so turned on that when he tilts his hips and picks up speed, I can hear the wet slaps. Now every time he bottoms out inside me, his pelvis muscle grinds against my clit. It feels like he’s everywhere as the sensation spreads to every inch of my body, consuming me.
“Beauty,” he grits out, and I know he’s close too. “Mine.”
“Yes!” I scream as stars explode in my vision. The orgasm is so powerful it causes all my muscles to clench and writhe under him in pleasure.
Marley groans my name as his cock jerks inside of me. There’s a solid pulse as he fills me with his cum, and my sex contracts around him. I squeeze him tighter, wanting his release as deep as I can get it.
“Belle,” he whispers in my ear as he collapses on top of me.
We lie like that for a long time with only the sounds of our breathing and the crackle of the fireplace to fill the silence. My whole body simmers with a warm contentment. Eventually Marley shifts, gathering me in his arms as he kisses me again. It’s filled with passion, and I want to believe there’s love in it too.
“Thank you,” he says softly as he cups my cheek. “It’s been a long time since I’ve really felt anything. You’re bringing me back to life.”
I snuggle closer to him, my heart close to bursting. “Thank you for accepting me as I am and not wanting me to change.”
“We fit each other.”
“We do,” I agree as I run my finger up and down his jaw. “This is all so perfect.” I look around the living room that’s lit by the fireplace we made love in front of and the dancing lights on the Christmas tree.
“This is the first Christmas I’ve celebrated since my accident,” he tells me as I trail my finger over the scar.
“You might not agree, but the scar makes you all the more interesting,” I say as Marley gives me a soft smile and leans into my touch.
“It’s worth it. The scar brought me to this cabin so a beautiful woman full of life could find me. Her happiness and cheer are contagious.”
If I didn’t know before now that I was in love with Marley, that surely would have sealed my fate. Resting my head on his chest, I listen to each beat of his heart while Marley’s hand drifts up and down my back.
“I hope we both get what we want for Christmas,” I say and turn my head to kiss his chest over his heart. My eyes feel heavy, but I try to fight sleep. I don’t want this night to end because it’s the perfect Christmas Eve. Better than any I could have ever dreamed of before now.
“If it’s in my power, I promise to give you everything you ever ask for, beauty,” Marley says. “Now go to sleep, sweet girl.”
I’m no longer able to fight it, and I close my eyes, but right before I slip under, I swear I hear Marley tell me he loves me. Maybe my new Christmas wish will be that his love isn’t only a dream.
Chapter Sixteen
MARLEY
It’s Christmas morning, and I’ve been up for a couple of hours making sure everything is perfect. When I’ve got it all ready, I go to the bedroom to wake Belle up.
She’s still asleep with her arm stretched out to my side of the bed like she was looking for me. A warm feeling spreads across my chest at the thought of her seeking me out, but I had to get started on some things before I got her up.
“Merry Christmas, beauty,” I say as I kiss her shoulder.
Belle is sleepy as she turns over and mumbles something about me coming back to bed. As much as I’d love to bury my face in her pussy, I’m hoping to do that a little later.
“Don’t you want to see if Santa came?” As soon as the words are out of my mouth, Belle’s eyes pop open, and she jerks awake.
“It’s Christmas!” She sits up so fast she almost headbutts me, but luckily I dodge her in time.
“Here,” I tell her, holding out one of my shirts for her to put on.
“Are you sure we can’t have a naked Christmas?” She wiggles her eyebrows at me seductively.
“Maybe later, but first I have something I want to show you.”