Snippet from Jack's Christmas Wish.

This snippet is from Jack's Christmas Wish, just released from SizzlerEditions.com

Lissa blinked at him like she hadn’t heard him. Or maybe she was in shock he thought. Either way he knew that he’d just fucked up.

“What did you just say to me?” She lifted her legs from around his head and rolled away turning her back to him.

Fuck!

He had most definitely fucked up. She was closed off again. Dammit, he couldn’t stand it. He wanted her, needed her and now might have lost her. He raised his hand rubbing lightly on her back. She stiffened under his touch. Everything he’d worked on earlier he had just undone with three little words. ‘Lissa I’m sorry.” I need you to talk to me.”

“What’s there to talk about?”

“Everything. You, me, us and a bunch of other stuff, but I need you to know I’m not like the others, I won’t hurt you.”

She laughed without humor. “So says my ass.”

“You know what I mean.”

I do and what am I supposed to believe? You?  Or a lifetime of misery because of those words?”

“Yes. You’re supposed to believe me.” He gestured with his thumb to his chest.

She seemed to be considering it. “I want to believe you. Look I’ve had one hell of a day. Can’t we just have sex and enjoy each other?” She rolled closer to him and stroked his semi erect penis.

“I thought you’d never ask.” He didn’t like her referring to it as sex, it just made it sound casual and dirty. He would rather her say make love, but he would take what he could get at this point. He was so close. She wanted to believe, so she felt it too. She would come around he was sure of it. He just needed to make love to her and show her how much he loved her.

“Kiss me.” Their lips met, crushing into each other. She opened for him to explore her mouth, leaving nothing untouched. Their tongues tangled in a sensual duel, leaving them both breathless.

He rolled her to her side, lifted her leg over his and fitted himself to her hole, sinking into her heat.

“Ohmigod, more. Yes. More please. I need more.” She pushed her butt into his groin. She reached behind her to his ass, pulling him closer, farther inside her. He gladly obliged tilting his hips up, pounding into her just as she’d asked.

“Tell me your mine, Lissa. I need to hear it.” He threw his arm over her, splaying his hand across her ribs. He noted he could feel each one. She needed to gain some weight. He moved his hand up, cupping her breast, then teasing her hard nipple with his fingers. He felt her tighten up on him, squeezing his cock with her muscles. The air was thick with the musky scent of sex, spurring him on. Adrenaline raced through his veins, making his pace erratic. It was a heady feeling.

“I’m yours. I’m yours, Sir.” Damn he loved hearing those words