Her Secret Santa - Miley Maine Page 0,65

for him, and those flames soak my hand.

As soon as he’s naked too, he brings that muscular body of his over to me. I can’t resist running my hands all over him and groaning as I feel him. I know that he’s my husband and I should get to feel him all the time, but it strangely feels like it’s been a lifetime since I had him here with me.

“Oh God.” The moan vibrates all the way through my body as I stroke downwards, feeling the muscular V shape of his muscles leading down towards the part of him that I want to feel most. There is nothing better than having his throbbing cock between my fingers and watching his face crumble in bliss as I dart pleasure through him.

I love turning him on… almost as much as when he pushes me to the edge. There is something so sexy about that expression.

“Fuck.” I stroke him gently at first, but I soon pick up the pace. “Oh God.”

I love how crazed he is. It creates a giant wet pool of pleasure between my thighs. He’s primal, on fire, turning me in to a needy animal.

“Fuck me,” I command as he bucks his hips hard and fast against me. “I need you.”

He doesn’t understand how much I need him. I feel like I’m going to die without having him inside of me. The butterflies flapping at my core are throbbing and screaming out for him. It’s too much, my knees are jelly already. I’m about to fall over and I want to do that with him in my arms…

All of a sudden, we’re both tumbling to the ground together. I half expect to hit something hard, but luckily at some point we must have made it into the bedroom and it’s a soft landing. The breath is only stripped from my lungs the moment he crashes on top of me. But I don’t mind, because I have his hot rough tongue invading my mouth, giving me something a whole lot better to focus on.

But the kissing isn’t enough for me, I’m too desperate for him, so I flip around on to my front and push up on to my hands and knees, poking my ass out at him. Taylor takes the hint quickly, his ragged sharp breaths hitting the back of my neck in an instant. His steel rod pushes up against me, demanding as much attention as my body needs.

“Fuck me, Taylor,” I murmur as he buries his face in my hair to kiss my neck. “Now.”

The moment he slips inside of me, filling up every inch of me, a loud scream flies from my mouth. God, his cock is incredible. I mean, it isn’t like I can forget that, but when he is buried deep within me, the sensation is indescribable. Every thrust sends my head spinning in an increasingly violent way.

“Oh, Taylor.” His name cascades off my tongue like water over a waterfall. “Oh my God.”

His magical velvety fingers travel over my breasts, pausing for a moment to tweak my nipples and it sends me in to a frenzy. Then they slowly make their way down, causing goose bumps everywhere, until he reaches forwards between my thighs and he circles my already sensitive clit.

I want to hold it together for a little bit longer, savor every second, but he already has my walls clamping hard around him, coaxing the orgasm from him the moment it hits me too. It’s my favorite thing for us to come together, and luckily, we know one another’s bodies so well, we can make that happen easily.

“Oh, shit…” I’m on the edge already, teetering, about to fall. “Fucking hell, that feels good.”

I hold my head up high and attempt to keep it inside, but it seems that’s impossible. Taylor is sinking under the waters of pleasure and he seems determined to pull me under with him. Not that I’m fighting it much, soon the hot waters of bliss are flooding me, the waves of intense pleasure are rolling over again and again causing my body to buck and writhe, hard. Luckily, I have Taylor there to cling on to me, to make sure that I don’t completely fall apart.

“I don’t want this to end!” I yell out loudly as I try to twist my body to grab on to him. I don’t even know how that’s going to be possible… I’m so desperate to feel him before he slips through my fingers like