Page 21 of Her Secret Santa

She lets out a long, trembling sigh at the first touch of my tongue.

It’s over the fabric of her panties, but I can feel where she’s soaked through it. I cantasteit. Andfucking Christdoes she taste good.

All thoughts of teasing her fly out of my head, and I peel her thong down to her ankles, too impatient to bother taking it off all the way. The second she’s bare, I bury my mouth between her thighs, hungry for her. She’s so wet she drenches my chin immediately, her hips bucking back against my face as a shocked noise flies from her lips. I take hold of her slim hips, gripping tight enough to bruise so I can eat my fill.

She’s so responsive, arching into every tiny shift of my tongue and sobbing out half formed pleas. The desire to makeher writhe settles behind my teeth, sharpening the hunger gnawing away in my gut.

My patience to tease her is gone.

I need to be inside her,now.

Doubling my efforts, I’m desperate to know what she tastes like when she cums on my tongue. I want to feel the gush against my mouth, the clenching of her body as she flies over the edge.

She screeches in pleasure when I slide two fingers into her and wrap my lips around her clit, lapping at her insistently.

I crook them up, searching for the spot that’ll have her seeing stars.

I’m not expecting her to shatter instantly, but she buries her face into the mattress to muffle her scream. Her hips jerk back against my face as her cunt crushes down around my fingers, and I moan against her as her orgasm tears through her. I have to reach down with my free hand to fumble my cock out and give myself a couple quick strokes to take the edge off. There’s too many things I want to do to her to lose my patience so quickly.

Clara shivers when I pull my fingers free, her body still twitching with the force of her orgasm.

I stand and slide my hand beneath her to wrap it around her throat, tugging her up a bit to tuck her ear against my lips. She lets out a hitched little moan at the constriction when my thumb digs into her carotid.

“You ask to cum next time, princess,” I tell her, grinding my hips down against her ass so she can feel the length of my cock, bare against her skin.

“Yes, Sir,” she agrees immediately. “Thank you, Sir, you make me feel so good.”

Her lips are curled into a blissed out smile. I’m sure she can feel my cock throb against her ass because she arches her hips up against me in an enticing little roll.

She’s going to get everything she’s asking for.

I release her throat and let her fall back to the bed. Her ass fits so perfectly in my hands when I reach down to cup it, and the sight of my cock resting against it makes me throb. I want to absolutelyruinall her pretty little holes.

She arches into the touch as I pry her thighs apart with one hand, the other wrapping around my cock so I can feed it into her cunt.

She’s so wet I don’t even need lube, even with the stretch of my cock. I’m not a small man, and she’s so tight it almost hurts. My eyes roll back into my head as I work inch after inch into her, biting back my own moans so I can hear every noise I’m drawing out of her. She shakes beneath me, but she doesn’t flinch away even once, her voice staying sweet and desperate as she rolls her hips back in an attempt to take even more of me.

I can’t help but oblige, gripping her hips tightly and slamming the last few inches deep.

She shrieks, her whole body going tense as tremors rip through her, and her breath stutters harshly. I sink my teeth into my lip to keep myself in check, a wrecked groan dragging out of my throat as she clenches around me, trying to get used to the stretch. I pin her down with one hand on her ass and one on the nape of her neck, holding her still against the blankets.

“Fuck,” she exhales, her hips rolling against mine. “God.”

“Just Sir works fine,” I tease, grinding deep.

I pull my hips back, stealing her words from her mouth when I thrust forward again. Her whole body moves with me, a sinuous, hungry roll, and I grin at the thought of the prettiest little elf being so obedient for me.

I lose myself to the rhythm of it, the world narrowing down the warm, slick press of her cunt around me and the pretty sounds I punch out of her body.

How would she sound with my cock down her throat, tears in those pretty blue eyes? Possessiveness flares bright in my chestas I bend at the waist to drive every last inch of myself into her. I want to fucking ruin her for anyone else. Fury spikes in my gut on a level I’ve never experienced before at the thought of her beneath someone else.

I want to carve out a space inside of her that no one else will ever get to touch. I want to carve my name into her skin so everyone knows she’smine.

“Fuck!” she cries, her hands clenching into fists as her whole body shakes. “Please, can I—need to cum,fuck, Sir,please.”

I laugh down at her, not slowing my pace at all. She feels so good around me that I don’t think I could slow down even if I wanted to, so tight and warm and soaking wet for me. Her curls bounce with every thrust, her lashes fluttering as she chokes out pleas for more, eyes rolling back into her head. I always love the ego boost that comes with turning a submissive into a moaning mess beneath me, but she takes it so fucking well.

“You know the rules. Have to earn this one,” I remind her, hungry to make her scream just to sate my own need. “Can you take a spanking for it?”

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