Page 23 of Santa's Pretty Helper

“So fucking wet,” he growls, sucking my clit in a way that has sparks shooting down my spine. “So hot and tight. I’m gonna fucking die inside you, Bella. I don’t know if I’ll survive being inside your perfect pussy.”

“Oh god,” I whisper, my body on fire.

“This is what I want for dessert every single day for the rest of my life,” he says between sucking kisses on my clit. He starts to fuck me slowly with one finger, and I clench around him. “My girl’s delicious little cunt.”

“Whenever you want it, it’s yours,” I say, grinding against his face. He groans loudly and sucks on my clit like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted.

“I can feel you throbbing on my tongue, can feel your pulse from the inside,” he says, swirling that finger that’s inside me.

“I’m so close.” I don’t recognize my own voice. I don’t even recognize myself tonight. I’m not the kind of girl who dresses up in lingerie and clumsily tries to seduce a man almost twice her age.

And yet, here we are.

Gabe moans as he feasts on me, his groans vibrating through me and making every single muscle in my body go tight. The feeling of his mouth on me is heady. Addictive. Divine.

“Come for me, baby girl,” he rasps against me. “I know you’re right on the edge. Let go and come all over my face.”

His words send me tumbling over the edge and I practically scream as my pussy convulses and I come harder than I’ve ever come before. Heat pours through me and my nerve endings feel like they’re sparking with electricity as my clit pulses against Gabe’s talented mouth. He kisses my pussy all over, soft, gentle butterfly kisses that make me moan and grind against him. Then he slowly licks me all over, avoiding my sensitive clit, before sliding his tongue back into my entrance.

“Tastes so fucking good, sweetheart,” he murmurs against me, lapping at my dripping hole. “Fucking hell, it’s so good.” He slowly withdraws and kisses my thighs, nipping gently at my skin. “Come here and taste yourself,” he says. I uncurl my fingers from around the headboard and ease myself down on top of him.He looks like a debauched god, with his hair a mess and his mouth shiny and glistening with me. He threads his hands into my hair and pulls my mouth to his, kissing me deep and slow. The taste of my own pussy bursts across my tongue, making me moan into his mouth, making my toes curl, making my pussy weep.

Feeling bold, I slip my hand between us and stroke his rock hard cock through his pants. He groans loudly, pushing up into my touch as we kiss.

“Fuck,” he growls, his fingers tightening in my hair. “Love feeling your naked little body on top of me.”

“Mmm,” I murmur, nipping at his bottom lip and stroking him slowly. “It might feel even better if we were both naked.”

He laughs, a dark chuckle against my mouth. “Excellent idea.”

We kiss and touch as he sheds his sweater, his pants, and finally his straining boxer briefs. Even though I’ve seen it before during his cam shows, my stomach still flaps with excited butterflies at the sight of Gabe’s cock. It’s so thick and long, with a gorgeous vein running up the side. His head his flared and red, and moisture is leaking from his slit. His balls are big and heavy, and I can’t stop myself from reaching out and cupping them.

“Oh, fuck,” he groans, more moisture leaking from his slit. “Never thought I’d get to have your hands on me, sweetheart. Your touch feels so fucking good.”

“Will you show me what you like?” I stroke him slowly, tentatively. “I may have watched a lot of porn, but I’ve never done this in real life before.”

“So goddamn innocent,” he says, wrapping his fingers around mine. We start to stroke his cock together, harder and rougher than I would’ve thought. “I’m going to fucking ruin you, baby girl.”

I moan, watching as our entwined hands work him. “Wreck me, Gabe. I’m yours.”

He groans and kisses me again, and it’s like we can’t stop kissing. Like we’re magnetized to each other. I can’t get enough of the way he moans as we stroke his cock together, and I tease my thumb over and around his swollen head, playing with the moisture leaking from his slit.

“Oh, fuck,” he groans, gently pushing my hand away. “Fuck, Bella. Fuck.” His chest is heaving. “Give me a second, baby girl. Need to cool off.” But he doesn’t stop kissing me, and I’m glad he doesn’t because right now, his kiss is like air.

He slips his hand between my thighs, gently tracing the seam of my impossibly wet pussy. My clit is still sensitive from my earlier orgasm, but not so sensitive that I want him to stop. I don’t think I’ll ever want him to stop. He trails his fingers up and down my slit.

“I’m already obsessed with your pussy, Bella. I haven’t even been inside you yet, and I’m already addicted. I want to taste you every single day. I want my fingers inside you constantly.” He slips a finger inside me at that, fucking me slowly. The wet sound of it is deliciously obscene. “Your little cunt is so tight, baby girl.”

“And you’re so big,” I say, a hint of worry creeping into my voice.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll make it fit. Gonna fuck you so deep and so often that you’ll be molded to me. That you’ll always have a pretty little come filled pussy.”

I moan at his dirty words, at the way he fucks me with that thick finger. As he kisses me, he rolls me underneath him, and I spread my legs wide.

“Gonna work you open for me,” he says, and I can’t stop staring at him. At his gorgeously muscled chest, at his smooth skin, at his beautiful face, at his thick cock. I can’t stop staring, and I can’t fully believe that this is real. That he’s mine. Thatall this time, Gabe’s wanted me, too. I watch as he spits on his fingers and then slowly slides two inside me.

“Oh, god,” I say, hips shooting up off the bed. “That’s a lot.”

He presses a hand on my stomach, anchoring me to the bed. “I know, baby. I know. But you’re going to be a good girl and let me in, aren’t you?”

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