Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 80653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“You wanted the hat, Santa?” Lily teases seductively when I enter the bedroom.
Once the movie was over, Chels fell asleep almost immediately and we put her to bed. The sight before me, though, is pure temptation. Lily is sitting on the bed, her back to the door, wearing black lingerie with the red Santa hat I requested she wear earlier.
“I wanted so much more than that, Shortcake.” I stalk toward her, tugging my shirt from the waistband of my jeans. As soon as it’s free, I’m unbuttoning it and shrugging it off. Her eyes roam over my exposed chest, heating my blood like only Lily can.
“I do prefer you without your shirt, Mr. Bailey.” She smirks, her lips curling seductively, and I’m dying to see just how pretty they look wrapped around my dick.
“I have a gift for you, before I make you moan and whimper.” Reaching into the pocket of my jeans, I pull out the small velvet box.
Her eyes widen at the gift as I hand it to her. Tentatively, her delicate fingers snap the lid open. Inside is a silver key.
“Austin.” Her whispering my name does things to me. “What is this?”
Settling beside her on the bed, I take her hands in mine. “I want you to move in with me and Chelsea.” My words have never been surer.
“That’s a big step.”
She’s right. It is. But I know deep down this is what I want and need.
“I mean… Can I think about it?” Her question stills my heart for a moment, but I understand. She has her life ahead of her and I can’t expect her to drop her plans for me.
“Sure, just…” I lift her hands to my mouth, kissing her knuckles as I meet her eyes. “Don’t think too long?”
She nods with a smile, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “I won’t.”
Then she sets the box on the nightstand and turns to me. The air shifts from tentative and emotional to heated and lust-filled.
“Time for your gift.” She reaches behind her, unclasping her bra. Once it’s on the floor, her panties follow and all she’s wearing is her Santa hat. Her long legs are toned and lit by the golden light of the candle that sits on the dresser.
“You’re exquisite. I couldn’t want anything better.”
“There’s more.” She winks. Turning to the small table that’s behind her, she lifts the champagne and saunters by me toward the bathroom. I follow her, confused at what she’s doing, when I see it. Every inch of the room is decked in red and gold candles. The corner tub is filled with bubbles and I watch her step into the warm water.
When she turns to look at me, she lifts the bottle and trickles the liquid over her tits, allowing it to follow a path down to her pussy.
“How about that dessert, Doctor?” she quips and I’m a feral animal let loose from my cage.
I join her, my mouth immediately on her peaked nipples, sucking and licking the sweet alcohol from her equally delicious skin. Her moans echo around us as my mouth gives her the pleasure she craves. My fingers move over her bare skin, two fingers taunting her slick folds, stroking her. As soon as I dip two fingers into her molten core, she cries out, the sound catching in her throat.
I settle back, sitting in the tub, and guide her over me. “I want you on my face. I’m eating your sweet cunt until your legs are shaking and you can no longer stand,” I inform her as she positions herself over my mouth. Her essence is intoxicating as my mouth claims her beautiful body.
Her hips roll and undulate as she takes her pleasure from my tongue that’s delving into her hole.
“Yes, yes, Austin, oh God,” she moans as her hands attempt to grip the tiles.
Her knees tremble, but my mouth doesn’t relent. I need more. I want her. My fingers tease her. Wetting one digit with her arousal, I trail my way to her forbidden entrance. The tight puckered hole pulses and she grunts when I slip it inside her.
“Fuck, oh fuck.” Her words are raspy as she mumbles incoherent pleas.
I continue my assault on her until I feel the familiar pulse. Both her holes suck my finger and tongue into their depths as she finds release, soaking me in her delicious juices. Slowly she lowers herself into the water and onto my waiting cock.
“You’re beautiful when you come,” I tell her, earning me an incredible blush. “Take your pleasure from me, Shortcake. Ride my dick.”
And she does. Her body moves over me, her breasts in my face, and I revel in every inch of her.
All that’s on my mind as she finds her release along with me is that she has to say yes to moving in. I want her here and I won’t stop until she’s right beside me every morning and every night.