Page 37 of Wrap Me Up

I meet his next thrust. “More than you know.” More of the toy slides in. “Don’t take it easy on me.” I want to be pounded. “I can take whatever you give.”

“It’s been awhile.”

“Same here. I probably won’t last even after coming so soon.”

“Same.” Tinsel pulls out almost all the way, but leaves the thinnest part of the tentacle. He grips my hips harder and slams in.

“Yes!”

He slams me harder and harder, over and over. I’m a bumbling mess because no one ever believes me when I say I want more, but he’s reading me perfectly.

“Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop, Tinsel.”

He picks up the pace, pushing me further into the bed. He has to yank me back to the edge.

“I wanna see you,” I say and scramble away from his cock to flip to my back.

“No one ever wants to see me when I—”

“I do. Now don’t stop.” I lift my legs and loop my hands under my thighs to keep them up.

With a nod, he lines himself back to my hole and slams in. My eyes shutter closed for a moment before I remember I want to watch this man as he pounds into my needy hole. “Don’t stop. So close.”

Sweat beads on his brow. His abs flex as he continues the relentless pace. He takes my cock in hand and strokes me as he thrusts. “Come for me, Noel.”

At his command, I come all over his hand. It takes everything in me to keep my hold on my legs. He thrusts a few more times before shouting his release. I grab his thigh before he can pull out. “I want to feel your cock for a little longer.”

“How are you so good to me?” Tinsel leans down to kiss me.

“Because it’s easy.”

He slowly pulls away from me, taking his cock with him. “I’ll be right back.”

My legs drop to the floor, achy in the best way. He comes back sans tentacle toy. There’s a washcloth in his hand and he cleans the lube and my cum from my skin before throwing the cloth in a clothes hamper by the wall.

Quickly, we re-bag the toys on the bed and he pulls me in to his arms. “Was that okay?” he asks. There’s uncertainty in his eyes and he won’t look at me. That won’t do.

I grip his chin and make him face me. “That was more than okay. It was amazing. Don’t doubt yourself.” I kiss his nose and pull him closer. “I’ll be dreaming about how well you absolutely wrecked me for anyone else.”

He snorts and kisses my chest. “Thanks, Noel.”

“No, thank you. We’re going to have to try out all of the toys. Maybe we’ll like something else better. But the tentacle has top marks right now.”

Tinsel starts to laugh, but a yawn takes it away.

“But now, you need sleep, so you’re well rested to collect your trophy tomorrow.”

I have no doubt Leather Bound will win.

Chapter 21

Tinsel

We stay in bed for longer than we probably should have, but I love having Noel in my apartment, and last night was the first night we really got to relax. Now we have to throw on clothes and hurry down to the meeting hall.

While I no longer care if I win, I don’t want to seem like I flaked on the rest of the competition. My people are counting on me to represent us all and I won’t disappoint them. And if we do win anything, I want to be there to claim the trophy.

Noel and I slide into seats in the back right as the jingle bells ring. He grins at me and takes my hand. The meeting hall is packed, like every year. Everyone wants to know who won. Nerves rattle my stomach, making me nauseous. After all that talk about winning, if I don’t, I’m going to look like a fool. Noel squeezes my hand.

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