Page 17 of Wrap Me Up

He was right and we have the dishes done much faster than if I did them myself. “Okay.” I grab his hand and lead him to the living room. “Time to find a movie.”

I sit in the corner and pat my lap. “Lay your head, let me be your pillow.”

He grins. “You just want my head near your dick for easy access.”

My mouth goes dry. “I hadn’t even thought about that.”

“But now that I mentioned it?”

I lick my lips. An orgasm would be lovely, but—

“Noel, I don’t know if you know this.” Tinsel walks his fingers up my chest. “But I absolutely love sucking dick. Those rumors are totally true.”

“But…” But what? He’s offering. I had a plan, but we’ve already derailed it a bit. I hadn’t planned to start anything sexual until at least the third date.

“What do you say?” He nips at my lips and I find myself falling into his kiss deeper than any I’ve ever had before. His mouth is a dream.

“Yeah?”

“Sounds like a question.” He throws my own damn words back at me with a smirk.

“You’re sure you want to?”

Tinsel presses his palm to my hardening cock. “Sweetie, I wanted to drop to my knees when you showed up at my apartment. But I was a good boy, don’t you think?” He bats his mile long lashes.

“So good.” I pull him down with me to the couch.

“Plus, I owe you an orgasm.”

“You don’t owe me anything.” I kiss him over and over. We’re a mess making out like teenagers on the couch.

He grinds his hand against my cock, drawing moans from me.

“You’re wearing entirely too many clothes,” Tinsel announces and starts unbuttoning my shirt. I don’t even care and let him do as he pleases. When he gets to my pants, I lift my hips to help him pull them off. I’m sitting in my briefs, we’re both panting. I could probably come just by the heated look he gives me. “May I?”

I nod and he pulls the waistband of my underwear to under my balls. His fingertips ghost over my shaft in the process.

Tinsel licks his lips. “You are beautiful.”

“What about me?” I tease with a pout, and he laughs when he looks me in the eye.

“Noel, you’re the most gorgeous elf I’ve seen in my life.”

His statement makes me pause. “I… no one ever thinks that.”

Tinsel pulls back as if he’s been struck. “Are you kidding me? You’re—” He presses a kiss to my thigh. “So kind. And generous. Strong. Your eyes are so, there are no words. You always pull me in with a look. And that voice.” He moans as if just the way I speak makes him hard. “You’re handsome as all get out and everyone is going to be jealous that you’re mine.” He kisses my thigh again, making my cock jump.

“Huh, I never knew.”

“It’s okay,” he chuckles. “The rest of us know.” Then whatever else he might have said gets drowned out by the pleasure he sends through my cock when his lips wrap around my crown.

I can’t stop the moans. He really knows his stuff. He meets my eyes and grips my cock, using both hands.

“I’m not going to last.”

“Let go, Noel. No thinking.”

No thinking. No overthinking.

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