Page 76 of Merry Kissmas

I swear I almost throw up a little in my mouth.

I don’t even look my parents’ way.Actually, that’s a great idea.To get this done, I need to not look at my family members.One last glance down the table, and I see why Carter brought Faith on this trip.She’s got the kind of skills that make me think she should be teaching a class.

Pierce’s mouth pops off the ice before he goes back to sucking it like a giant ice cube that’s attached to a pole or something.He watches my hands, his eyelids growing heavy.“On second thought.Let’s switch.”

I laugh, and he spins the sculpture around.I suck and lick while his hands slide up and down the shaft.There’s no way we can do this and not have it seem sexual.

“I think you might have to let me take this one,” Pierce whispers.“Because I’m going to embarrass myself if I have to watch you suck or stroke the candy cane any longer.”

“You can thank me later,” Carter says, not doing anything but watching Faith do all the work.

“Why don’t you put those mediocre skills to the test?”I point at his ice sculpture.

Carter narrows his eyes.“Fine, I’ll win this challenge.”

“It’s a stupid challenge, and we’re getting rid of the rule that allowed it in the first place.”Tre looks at Mom, and she nods.

Ew… ew… I need to stop looking around the table.

“This is really painful,” Pierce says.

I slide my hand under the table to his crotch, and sure enough, he’s hard from watching me suck on this ice stick as if it’s his dick.

We have three wins, and Tre’s not doing much.Carter is in go mode since I insulted his skills.I don’t think we even need to do this challenge to secure the win.

“We’re out,” I say and cross my arms.

Tre quirks an eyebrow, but their sculpture is mostly just melting from being out of the freezer.Carter is about halfway done—mostly thanks to Faith’s effort.

The other two teams aren’t going to win the competition anyway.

“I’ll let you pick the event,” I say to Tre and put out my hand.

“Deal.”He slides his hand into mine.“We’re out.”

“You can’t do that!”Carter looks between us.

“Can and did.”I stand.“Pierce and I have to do some wrapping.See you all at dinner.”

Pierce doesn’t waste any time walking out with me, then we’re speed-walking toward our villa.

Once we’re behind closed doors, I push him against the wall and palm the bulge in his pants.“It gets you all hot to see me sucking on something, huh?”

“You have no fucking idea.And thank you for your genius idea of getting us out of there.”

I sink to my knees, not bothering to take off our boots, and wrap my fingers around the waist of his jeans.

“You look good on your knees,” he says, palm cradling my cheek.

“Well, you look good enough to lick.”I flick the button of his pants.He moans, and I slide down the zipper, tugging his jeans until they’re at his knees.Then I take him out of his boxer briefs and fist his base, bringing the tip to my lips.“Should I tease you like you did me?”

“I think the ice sculpture was teasing enough.”His hands grip my ponytail.I love the tug he gives it.

I slowly lick the side of his cock, then twirl the tip around my mouth.

“Jesus, your mouth.”The back of his head hits the wall.

Yeah, there’s nothing better than hearing that and taking the guy you’re falling for to the edge, knowing it’s all because of you.

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