Page 17 of My XOXO Holidate

Not to brag, but besides running, I keep a tight schedule at the gym. My body is in tip-top shape.

Amelia reaches for the top button of my dress shirt and puts her soft lips to my neck.How can something so simple be so sexy?

Her fingers work the buttons on my shirt and her mouth and tongue run across my chest. By the time the last button is undone, her mouth is above my belt.

She straightens with a mischievous grin. “Hot,” she whispers.

“Now you,” I point to her. “Take off that dress so I can see you.”

She isn’t shy as she turns her back to me. “My zipper?”

She moves her long tresses aside and I work the zipper down her back.

“Thank you,” she whispers. She slips her arms out of the dress and it pools on the floor around her feet.

My cock practically rips through the zipper as I take her in, wearing a lacy black bra and matching thong.

I need to get my hands on her. My mouth on her.

I reach for her, and she slightly steps away.

“Now you.” She points to my pants.

I chuckle. “So, this how we’re gonna play it?”

She nods. “Anticipation.”

I undo my belt and let it fall to the floor. “You’re quite the temptress.” I slip out of my loafers and toss my socks aside. “Your turn.” I point to her.

She shakes her head. “Uh-uh. Pants.” She points to my dark trousers.

What is she doing to me?

I unbutton my pants and slowly slide the zipper down as I grin at her. My admirer’s eyes don’t leave me. I step out of my pants and toss them onto the chair.

I hold out my arms to her. “Come here, baby.”

Amelia takes two steps and wraps her arms around my neck. She wastes no time capturing my mouth in a searing kiss. Imoan. Her tongue slides out and begs for entrance. I open for her.

“You feel so good.” I can’t stop myself from moving my hands all over her. I unsnap her bra and it falls to the floor as we continue kissing. Lifting her, she wraps her legs around my waist as I lead us to the couch.

Amelia straddles my lap, her hot mouth moving around my neck. Her hot center grinding on my erection.

“So hot,” she whispers as her lips skim my ear. I grab the globes of her firm ass and guide her down on my erection. We groan as I impale her.

Amelia wastes no time finding her rhythm. Finding her pleasure. A few thrusts and I’m already out of control—almost ready to come.

I suck in a breath as she tips her head back and sways her hips.

I latch onto her breast and run my tongue on the hard pebble, and she moans in pleasure.

“I’m close.” She digs her fingernails into my shoulders. “So close,” she groans.

I grab her hips and thrust into her heat until she’s writhing and crying out my name. I pump into her, find my release, and she collapses in my arms, holding each other as we catch our breath.

“Amazing,” she whispers.

“Very.” I capture her mouth in a kiss.

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