Blossom in Winter (Blossom in Winter #1)(88)

I lean down to her face, her lips, devouring her mouth hungrily. My mind is so possessed, euphoric, wild. I know I can’t keep my orgasm back much longer. My body’s trembling and sweating, my heartbeat suffocating. I close my eyes tight, give a last deep push, and like it’s hurting me, let out a groan before finishing in her. She smiles, feeling my warm cum pulsing inside, then pulls me against her chest and moans in pleasure, carrying my seed inside her for the very first time. “I don’t want to ever move from here,” she breathes.

Damn, my heart has never pounded this insanely fast. “Do you like feeling me inside?” I ask, my tone soft and barely audible.

“Oh, I love it. I wish I could stay here forever with you.”

I give her a tender kiss on her forehead and, looking into her eyes, I tell her what I’d wanted to say earlier. “I’m all yours, Petra. And you’re all mine. As long as we shall live, we’ll remain together.”

Her lips part in astonishment. “Oh, Alex.” She hugs me tight. “I love you so much.”

As I come back to my senses, I continue to move slowly back and forth inside her. I don’t want to leave just yet, and I know she likes my slow movements.

“I want to taste you,” she demands.

My eyes open wide in shock. I can’t believe what I just heard. I want to object, tell her it’s too soon, but no—I don’t protest. After all, I made her a promise. No conditions, no fears, no holding back, I recall her saying. I take a deep breath and exhale. Then I gently remove my cock from her and sit back on my knees, while she props herself up on her elbows. With my two hands, I hold her hair back and push her head forward, as she opens her little mouth, tasting me for the first time. Holy shit. My cock’s still so warm, firm, and wet from her. She starts caressing the tip with her lips, her tongue, before taking me in. I close my eyes in pleasure and guilt, yet the image of her delicate, innocent mouth sucking me is all I can see. I can feel her enjoyment growing, her saliva, her warm breath, her moaning. Oh, fuck... I decide to let myself go, lose control, and let her explore me further.

“Open more,” I murmur.

She obeys, and I gently force my cock deeper. She’s breathing quietly, gorging herself on me like a succulent ice cream. I can feel myself near her throat. I back off a bit and slowly push in and out of her mouth. I groan, staring down at her, so satisfied. You’re so damn mine. “Oh, Petra…” I moan, my eyes shut tight at the intensity of my gratification. She keeps sucking me so eagerly that I wonder how long she’s wanted to do this. “Ahh…” I release short, loud gasps, barely restraining another orgasm. “Fuck…” I can’t hold it for much longer. “You gonna make me cum,” I warn under my breath.

But she keeps devouring me, her mouth moving up and down, and I know that’s what she wants.

I give a long-lasting grunt of pleasure and, before I can say anything, she starts eagerly sucking the tip and swallowing my cum. Once I’m done, I pull free, push her chin down to open her mouth, and check her throat—there’s nothing left of me. Damn. Such a naughty little thing. I smile, quite proud. “Good girl,” I say, kissing the top of her head.





Petra Van Gatt





Colorado winter mornings are always beautifully white but extremely cold. I wake up to find our bed empty. I lean forward and contemplate the massive white mountains of Aspen through the transparent glass. I can see the small village further down and smoke curling into the sky from the chimneys. I hear someone in the kitchen putting silverware on a tray. I smile when I hear knocking.

“Good morning.”

I try to stand up to greet him, but the soreness stops me.

“I think it’s better you take breakfast in bed,” he says with a smile, bringing in a tray with red fruit, matcha tea, avocado toast, and grilled mushrooms.

“How do you know what I like for breakfast?”

“I know everything…” he teases. I blush as I look into his smile. It’s so fucking charming and enticing, and makes me go wild at the sight of it. Having him right here beside me feels surreal. Oh God. My heart is hotter than my tea. While I’m drinking it, he softly kisses my shoulder. Then I feel him watching me intently as I start eating my toast.

“I’m terribly in love with you,” he confesses. I swallow hard around my bite of bread. “Thank you for yesterday. It was an incredible night.” He reaches down and gives my hand a kiss.

“But after all, was it my first time or your first time?” I ask, teasing him.

“Well…” the corners of his mouth curve up, his stare lost in mine. “Yesterday I made love to the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.” My heart explodes like fireworks. “So, it was also my first time.” I kiss him hard on his lips, trying to contain my emotions. Those are the most beautiful words I have ever heard him say.

I look him in the eye and speak my true feelings. “I want to spend a lifetime of incredible days, and nights, with you, Alexander Van Dieren.”





Alexander Van Dieren





Damn, my heart has never been so filled. She makes me fly without leaving this bed. I feel a sudden urge to taste her. To make her cum in my mouth. I remove the tray from the bed, lay down over her body, and start kissing her lips. I feel myself desiring her all over again. I move my mouth slowly down to her chin, her neck. Then I stop to lick her tits, her delicious pink nipples, sucking them wetly. She moans with pleasure and runs her fingers in my hair. The simple sounds coming from her mouth make me see stars and grow hard. My head moves slowly further down to her belly. I squeeze her waist while kissing her pelvis. She moans louder, her body wriggling nervously. She shivers as I delicately push open her thighs, kissing the insides of them.