FUCK YOU LIKE THE DEVIL ₪ ø lll ·o.

It was Christmas Eve. We had done everything the way I wanted it so far: we had had a nice vegan meal, and than had gone to church. We were on our way back, when it started snowing.

“Aw, keep still, there’s a snowflake on your nose” Jared said. While he was staring at it until it had melted, I had my eyes locked on his. The blue and the intensity made my knees shiver each time I took a closer look at them.

“Now it’s gone” he whispered, taking my hand. We smiled at each other and started walking back to the house again. Walking so close together was very special to me since he usually needed at least 3 feet of distance between him and people walking beside him. It was one of those romantic nights, where Jared was amazed by the beauty of everything and I could never get enough of watching him. He stopped to see if there were any stars in the sky and to see the snowflakes and the lights in other people’s gardens. When we got to our door, he unlocked it and kicked off his shoes.
 
“Mademoiselle?” he grinned and I laughed about his cute accent while he took my coat off for me.
 
“What’s so funny”? He asked me.
 
“It’s nothing. I was just thinking that you have the cutest accent ever.” 

“Just because you lived near France for a while, you don’t always have to ridicule my French”, he said, pounding and acting pissed. 

“Oh come on” I laughed, hugging him and smiling.
 
“No, no, now don’t come wanting a kiss, I’m mad at you” he pretended, but I already kissed his chin, his cheeks and his neck. Jared closed his eyes.
 
“I said I’m mad, get off” he said with his soft voice, but he didn’t push me away. He put his arms around my waist and let his hands run over my butt and my back. Then he started kissing my soft spot below my ear and my throat, my knees got weak again and I let out a moan of pure pleasure.
 
“If it was up to me, you could speak French all day long if that’s what makes you happy” I whispered.

“I’m not ridiculing myself for your delight” he answered. He was breathing heavier than before as if he’d been running for a couple miles.

 
“I’m not making fun of you, you just make me happy” I murmured just before our lips touched the first time. We kissed for a little while before he tightened his grip around my waist and he pushed me into the living room. The fire in the fireplace hadn’t burned down yet, which made the atmosphere a very cozy and relaxed one. Jared didn’t turn on the light, but pushed me further in the room and down on the couch. I didn’t even try to fight him, out of experience I knew I couldn’t win. He continued to kiss me while he made me lie down. He sat down on my stomach, but not in a way that would hurt me. He kissed me until I thought my lips would come off and the butterflies in my stomach would make it burst. I ran my hands through his hair. I was the only person who he allowed to do that and the only person that didn’t make him uncomfortable with it. I also let my fingers run over his face. His eyebrows, his forehead, the tiny wrinkles around his eyes, his beard and his more than just beautiful, smiling mouth. He then put my hands down, so that his mouth could kiss my throat and my chest. I moaned, so he made me sit up to unzip my dress. He let it slide down my shoulders and took it off my arms so that my body was exposed until above the hips. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so that he could instantly see my breasts. I could feel how he got hard through his pants on my stomach. He took one of my nipples in his mouth and started playing with it. My body answered with goose bumps and my fingernails dug into his shoulders. He then did the same to my other breast. I thought I’d cum, without him even touching me anywhere, except my boobs. But before that happened, he let his tongue travel more south to my belly button. That calmed me down a little. He then got up, and pulled down my dress completely, together with my tights, so that the only thing left was my little black panties. He looked at me, his eyes viciously blue. I also got up and started undressing him. First I took off his sweater, then the white shirt under it. After spending some time admiring his bone structure and his muscles, he made me go down on my knees. I did as he wanted and looked up at him.
 
“Will you rape me now?” I asked under my breath. He smiled as he recognized the song line and said “there’s a paradise beneath me”. “Am I supposed to bleed?” my next question was. While he unbuttoned his pants he said “you should always bleed for the fantasy, babe.” I smiled as I pulled down his underwear and put his big dick in my mouth. I ran my tongue slowly over him and after I had sucked it for a couple minutes I tried to fit all of him into me. I gagged and tried to regain my breath. He ran his hand through my hair and held it back, saying “you okay, babe?” I smiled and hungrily continued my task. He watched me. At first his breathing got heavier and then he started to moan… With my lips I could feel his blood pumping through his veins what made me smile. Jared pulled me up and put me down on the couch again. He then started kissing my belly button.
 
“That tickles, Jay!” I laughed and tried to push him away. He started kissing my inner thighs instead and then ran his tongue down to my feet. He put my toes into his mouth, one by one, and sucked them slowly… I licked my lips and sighed in pleasure while he made his way back up. I sat up to kiss him and to look into his eyes.

“Come on…” I whispered in his ear. “I want you. Now.” Sticking his tongue down my throat, he made me lie back down. He put his hands on my hips and spread my legs with his knee. I held my breath, preparing myself for the push, but it didn’t help. The second he was in me, I felt as if I was about to explode. He started at a slow pace. Each thrust was strong and violent, and with each thrust I let out a loud moan. I put my hands on his chest and then ran them up to his shoulders. I just needed to touch him. He watched me, while his body got sweaty and his breathing got heavy and fast. He suddenly pulled out and got up. I looked at him, confused. But then I realized he got down on his knees and he spread my legs again… At first he was just looking, as if he had never seen a vagina before. But as soon as his tongue met my clit, he proved that he knew exactly what to do. My hips moved forward while he was eating me out. I grabbed his hair and pushed his head further into me. He then put a finger into me, moved it back out very slowly and then, with a strong push, back in. He repeated that several times and then continued to lick my clit at the same time. I started screaming in pleasure, which made him speed up his game. When I thought that I’d explode, I finally came. With a pull on his head, I signaled him to come back up. Still panting, I started kissing him, and grabbed his massive cock. His body stiffened a bit, but he proceeded to kiss me. He then widened my legs as wide as the couch let him. He gave me a dangerous look.
 
“Are you ready?” he demanded.
 
“Yes, sir.” I obeyed, not daring to make a joke of it.
 
 ”Good”, he said and with no further warning pushed inside me. His fully erected self filled me out, and while he picked up a much faster pace than before, I couldn’t think of anything else but his penis. I started moaning and panting, while he pushed in and pulled out again. After a couple minutes he started groaning and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he was about to come. To hurry me up, he started rubbing my clit for me. It felt like pure ecstasy.
 
“Jared… Oh my god! Jared… Jared!” I screamed his name, while he tried to fit all of him inside me and came, letting out a loud moan. He kissed me, while he was still inside me and pulled me up on his lap into his arms. Unable to think and still shaking and shivering, I let him kiss my moist hair, my sweaty neck and my hot face. I then pulled his face down and we sunk in the sweetest kiss… After sitting there for a couple minutes, he made me get up and finally pulled out of me. While I was watching him, he put more wood into the fireplace to let the fire grow again, and picked up a blanket from the nearby armchair. He took my hand and led me to the rug in front of the fire and lay down on it. His open arms invited me to join him and he then wrapped the blanket around us. Watching the fire, we both got sleepy, and before I drifted off in his tight hug, he whispered “baby, I love you so much…” I smiled, even though I wasn’t sure if he could see it.

“I love you too.. I wish this moment would last forever.” I felt him exhale and a kiss on my hair. He then rested his head on mine and whispered “Merry Christmas…”

by earthtomaggie