I use my body to pin her to the cushions and settle my weigh between her thighs.
My mouth finds hers, and I kiss her deep and slow.
Her hand moves between us and takes hold of my throbbing cock. She wraps her fingers around my length, and I can feel myself growing thicker.
She pulls away from my mouth and growls impatiently, “I want you inside of me now.”
I continue to kiss and caress her neck, and then I reach for my discarded jeans and produce a silver packet from the back pocket. I rip it open and then fall to my knees on the floor in front of her and slide the condom on slowly.
“Bran,” she groans my name as she reaches for me.
Damn, she’s hot.
I help her as she discards her knit pants and matching cashmere sweater, exposing her creamy skin and that sexy-ass tattoo. It’s a glorious sight, and my erection is standing hard and ready.
I slide her hips forward and come back over her, her hot, slick, bare core open for me.
“Ready to come for me again?” I ask.
“Again,” she yelps.
With a cocky grin, I lift my hips and thrust inside of her. Filling her deeply.
“Oh my,” she gasps.
I slowly pull out till just the tip remains inside of her and then plunge in again, filling her over and over, and it feels so damn good.
My head flies back, and I grip her hips as I quicken my pace.
She arches up and kisses my exposed neck, and her soft lips against my hot skin feels amazing as I pound into her at a steady pace.
I can feel the tension building in my lower back, and my body coils tightly. My orgasm ready to spring at any moment.
Her breath starts coming out in short, ragged pants as my legs lock, and I try with all my might to hang on for a few minutes longer.
“Damn, you feel amazing,” I grunt as her muscles clamp down on me.
I release her hips and snake my hands under her ass to lift her, so I can move deeper. She begins shaking, and a guttural sound comes from her throat as she teeters on the edge.
I’m so close myself and desperate for a release when she slips one hand between us and begins to run circles around her clit.
That does the trick. She starts convulsing around me as I lose the fight with my own control, and I chant her name as I ride out my orgasm.
Hannah loses her grip on control, and she bears up and cries out as she explodes around me. I bring my mouth to her shoulder and nip at her flesh as her climax crashes over the both of us.
It’s the most intense experience I’ve ever had with a woman.
We lie, wrapped together, her cuddled in my arms, as we catch our breath. After a few minutes, I lift her chin and smile as I bring her mouth to mine.
I sit her on the couch and wrap her in the blanket that I keep draped across the back, and then I walk to the bathroom. When I return, sans the condom, she lifts the blanket, inviting me to join her underneath it.
I close my eyes and lay my head back against the sofa. The exhaustion from the last couple of long days and tonight finally catching up to me.
Hannah snuggles in close and rests her head on my chest, and the feel of her breath on my skin is the last thing I remember before passing out cold.
Hannah
Ioffer to help run the Gingerbread Inn’s table at the Christmas market, but Mom and Trixie refuse to let Willa or me pitch in, insisting that we enjoy the festivities with Keller and Bran.