Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
“Touch your tits for me, Holly .”
“ I — ”
“Do it and make Santa happy .”
She lets out a long, shuddery breath and then she moves her hands under her breasts, cupping them. I watch as she squeezes the globes, her teeth biting into her lower lip as she tries to control her excitement .
“Tease your nipples,” I instruct .
Her tongue comes out, wetting her lips, and I watch her throat work as she swallows down her nerves—but she does it. She’s got perfect tits and her nipples are the size of a dime…nice and round and so hard at the moment they’re begging for my attention .
“Slide your hand down your body, Holly,” I command softly and then I watch as she does just that, slowly dragging her fingers across her chest and then lower to her stomach. She pauses there, as if she isn’t sure what I want .
We both know what I need .
“Don’t stop, Holly. You know what I want,” I urge her, and in this minute there’s no role-play. There’s nothing but me and her and what I need her to give me. I think she may actually stop our play, that maybe I’ve pushed her too far, but then she slides her fingers between the lips of her pussy and begins playing with her clit .
Her gaze stays focused on me, and I let my focus move from watching her fuck herself to looking in her eyes. My balls tighten with the need to come. I want to bend her over and take her from behind. I promise myself I will do that before the night is over. Right now, there’s no way I can hold off that long. Plus I want to see her face when I fuck her for the first time .
I shift around so I can access the pocket hidden in these ridiculous Santa pants. I have no idea where tonight is going, but I always stay prepared. I find my billfold and it only takes me a minute to fish out one of the condoms I keep stashed. I take it out and show her .
“Put it on me,” I growl, hoping I can handle her wrapping my cock up. I’m not a fucking horny teen that can’t control himself. I’ve had my fair share of women, but I can’t remember any of them right now, and I sure as hell can’t remember ever being this worked up over one .
“Thank God,” she mutters and I find myself smiling. I have no idea what it is about this woman that I connect with so much, but I like it .
She takes the condom out of my hand and goes to her knees in front of me, looking at me as she wraps her hand around the shaft of my cock .
“What are you doing?” I ask, which might be the stupidest question I’ve ever asked in my life. The answer is crystal clear when she flattens her tongue out against the root of my cock and proceeds to lick up the length until she gets to the tip .
“Making sure you’re nice and slick for the condom,” she whispers against my dick and I can feel the vibration of her words all the way to my fucking balls .
I wrap my hand in her hair, twisting the strands around my fingers and hauling her up so her lips are right against mine .
“If you don’t hurry there won’t be a need for lube or the fucking condom because my cum will be all over your face and tits,” I growl .
“I like that,” she whispers and the look on her face confirms her words. It’s tempting, but not as much as the idea of getting inside of her .
“Later,” I promise, thinking if I do everything I want to do to her tonight, my balls will be sore as hell tomorrow. “Slide the condom on, Holly. Santa wants to take you for a ride .”
She moves her hand over my cock, her motions telling me she’s nervous. But then she’s ripping open the condom. You can tell by the way she unrolls the latex that she’s not real skilled at doing it—it’s almost as if it is new to her. Which, considering what we are doing, is endearing .
She rolls the rubber down my cock with gentle care, and again her sweet side surprises me. I reach out, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her close. I capture her lips with mine and slide my tongue deep into her mouth, claiming it with a groan. Her tongue wars with mine, our kiss hungry, savage, and full of need .
“You really know how to kiss,” she gasps when we break apart .
“Climb up on my lap, Holly .”
“So you can take me to the North Pole?” she laughs, giggling at our game .