Mischief and Mistletoe

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demanded. He needed to hear the words to make the act not about sex, but about them connecting.
    “I love you.”
    And that was all he needed to hear. With a groan, Ty began to move, fucking her with deep, sharp strokes. The sensation of his shaft sliding in the smooth, velvet heat of Charlotte’s sex had him desperate to pull back and sink forward in rapid succession. There was nothing on earth that topped being one with her. Nothing. But just as he started his long and steady strokes, Charlotte let out a little whimper and winced.
    Concerned, h e paused. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
    She reached up and caressed his cheek. “Not you , babe, it’s just the floor is a little hard.” Ty immediately pulled out, much to her obvious dismay. “No. Don’t.”
    “I’m never going to hurt you,” he grumbled as he gripped her hips firmly in his grasp and rolled over , taking her with him. The new position put her on top and placed his back against the unyielding wood floor. It wasn’t the most comfortable place to do this, but he was willing to endure it to let her take him on the ride of a lifetime. “Better?”
    “Let’s find out .” Charlotte grasped his straining thick cock in her hand and pulled it away from his stomach. She rose on her knees and centered his crown against her warm, wet opening. She sank her teeth into her bottom lip then slowly lowered herself onto his cock, inch after excruciating inch. She was going so slow he felt as if he were going to die, but he was willing to power through the frustration and let her take this at her own speed if it meant a better ride for her.
    A soft , guttural moan slipped out as she full seated herself on him. “Much, much better.”
    “I couldn’t,” he paused to thrust up , “agree more. I knew I would make a cowgirl out of you.”
    Her full , brown breasts swayed with every motion of her hips, enticing him to take them in his hands once more. The dusky tips grew to pebbled peaks beneath his roaming fingers. She moaned as her body arched toward him, asking without words for more.
    He raised her then pulled her back down firmly, driving his cock deep inside her. She cried out with pleasure, sinking her nails into his chest.
    He hefted her back up once more before dragging her down, this time slowly so she could feel every inch of him.
    Her hips rocked faster, taking him deeper into her body as it adjusted to his thick shaft. “ Ty…umm…”
    His eyes rolled back into his head and he inhaled with a hiss. “Take me. Take all of me.”
    “Yes. Yes. Yes,” she chanted as she rose and sank in a rhythm all her own, moaning her pleasure as she rode him.
    He could feel the walls of her pussy contracting around his cock as she neared her release. He moved his fingers down to her clit and rubbed in firm and sure circles. Her voice came out in tortured gasp as Charlotte bucked wildly against him, pressing herself against his fingers as she rode his dick with all her might.
    “That’s it, baby. Come for me.”
    “Ty. Ty. Ty—” She raked his chest with her nails, screaming his name as she came.
    His release was seconds after hers. He pushed up into her one last time and came, spilling his seed inside her tight sheath. With a shudder and a moan, Charlotte limply lay forward on his chest. Breathing heavily, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close to his heart. Her skin was damp with perspiration as was his, and he knew if they didn’t move soon, the ick factor would kick in, but that was still moments away. For now he was just going to enjoy the few minutes of silence they had and the feeling of the woman he loved in his arms.
    “Am I too heavy?” she asked after a few seconds.
    Ty laughed at the sheer silliness of that. She weighed like seven pounds. “Not at all.”
    “Good, because I’m thinking of staying here for the foreseeable future.”
    “In this exact spot?” He looked around the room, then down at his wife. “Might get chilly and

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