Page 18 of Mistle-Ho

Alexis

MY RUSE TO get Gavin naked is pretty obvious, but I don’t really care. I’ve wanted to see this man’s body up close for years, and I would be an absolute fool to waste the chance.

I watch with eager eyes as he slowly reaches behind his head to grip the back of his T-shirt, tugging it up and forward, gaze fixed on my face until the cotton fabric blocks his view. I take the opportunity to soak up every inch of bronzed skin he reveals. I swear there’s muscles on his muscles, each one moving and flexing as he rids himself of the garment and tosses it to the floor.

He moves on to the waistband of his faded jeans, and I swallow hard. Technically, I’ve met his dick before, but I didn’t have the time to really get acquainted with it. I know it’s as big and thick as he is, but I still have to stifle a gasp as the heavy weight of it breaks free from the confines of denim and brief.

The thing is a monster. Without clothing around to somewhat camouflage its size, the full scope of what’s looking me right in the eye is more than intimidating. I know vaginas are made to accommodate entire humans, but that beast looks like it would split me in half.

And I might like it.

Imagining Gavin gripping my hips, his powerful body thrusting all that girth into me, has my thighs trying to clench. But since he’s still positioned between them, all they do is flex against the newly bared skin of his waist.

Gavin shifts around, leaning closer while kicking away the remainder of his clothing, shoes and socks tangled into the same pile. I’m so busy gawking at his dick, the heat of his mouth closing over one of my nipples catches me by surprise. The deep draw against the sensitive peak has my thighs flexing again, arousal flaring like I didn’t just get off.

His skin is warm as the weight of his body presses into me, wide palms sliding up the outside of my thighs and over my hips as he continues teasing my nipple with the same tongue that changed my opinion on oral sex. I didn’t really see why everyone made such a fuss over it.

Now I get it.

“I fucking love your tits, Al.” He palms the weight of one, lifting it to his lips as he switches sides. His other hand is there to catch the one he abandoned, fingers nimbly plucking the wet pucker as his teeth tease against its twin. “I could play with them all night.”

I’m struggling to breathe, but again, I don’t want to pass up an opportunity. “Is that an offer?”

Gavin goes still, his eyes lifting to mine. Seeing him staring at me, mouth full of my breast, body wedged between my thighs, might be almost enough to make me reconsider my ‘no penis in the vagina’ rule. There’s something about the way he’s looking at me that has my stomach twisting in the best possible way. An intensity that makes it seem like I’m all he sees.

“That depends.” The words are even and measured as he turns the question around. “Is that an invitation?”

He doesn’t sound put off by the possibility, but I’m still not quite ballsy enough to say yes, so I counter. “Do you have other plans?”

“Do you?” He comes back at me quickly, putting the ball, once again, in my court. One of us is going to have to nut up, and I guess it’s going to be me.

“No.” I let one hand creep onto his forearm, fingers tracing the line of a bulging vein. “I don’t have any plans.”

Gavin’s eyes slide to my abandoned popcorn on the coffee table before lifting to the television I forgot was playing in the background. “You mean besides watchingIt’s a Wonderful Life?”

There’s a hint of judgment in his tone and it has me scoffing.

“It’s a Wonderful Lifeis the best Christmas movie, and anyone who doesn’t watch it is a miserable Scrooge.”

He angles a brow, lips twitching on a hint of a smile. “Then I guess I shouldn’t tell you my plans for the evening were drinking beer and watching theactualbest Christmas movie,Elf.”

I let my jaw go slack in mock outrage. “Elf? Tonight?” I’ve never had a conversation like this naked, and definitely not while a guy’s hands were still on both my boobs. But it doesn’t feel awkward, which is especially strange since it’s Gavin’s hands on my boobs. “Everyone knowsElfis a Christmas Day movie.” I keep my expression firm because this shit is serious business. “Christmas Eve you watchIt’s a Wonderful LifeandWhite Christmas. ChristmasDay, you watchElfandA Christmas story.”

The last two aren’t high on my list of best movies ever, but they remind me of Christmas as a kid, so it’s a tradition I carried over even into my adult life. Once breakfast is over at my parents’ house, I come back to my apartment and put them on. Even though I’m the only one here to watch them.

Gavin hums, the sound somewhat like the growling he did earlier, but a little more playful. “I guess I could stick around and try your way. See if I like it.”

“You just want to watch movies?” The question jumps right out, rushing from my lips fast enough to give me away.

Gavin’s slow smirk is devastatingly sexy. “I didn’t say that wasallwe were gonna do, Al.” His head dips, mouth closing around my nipple again as his tongue gives it a quick flick. Before I can even fully enjoy the sensation, he’s pulling off, fingers staying behind to tease the wet bud as he leans closer. “I can multitask if you can.”

There’s a cockiness in his tone. The ass is smug as hell over my worry we’d just watch movies, and I want to take him down a notch.

Luckily, I think I know how to do that.

Using one hand for leverage, I push upright, bringing my face closer to his as my other hand grips his dick. “If I remember correctly, my multitasking skills are way better than yours.”

Gavin’s jaw clenches and his lids droop as I work my fist down his length, giving it a little squeeze at the base. Part of me expects him to pull away. Instead his hands stay on my tits, and he lets out a deep groan as he pushes them together and thrusts into my palm.

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