Page 19 of Stuffing His Stocking

Her eyelids flutter as I glide my fingers between her swollen lips. She sheepishly presses her lips together and dips her head.

“Don’t be shy. I like it when your pussy’s like this.” I withdraw my hand from her shorts and lick my fingers clean. “Mmm,” I groan. “You taste so fucking good.”

She takes quick, shallow breaths through parted lips, and I crush my mouth to hers so she can see what she tastes like. Her kiss is urgent and needy, so I dive back into her panties and fuck her tight pussy with my fingers. Using my palm to rub circles over her throbbing clit, I plunge two digits deep inside her, teasing her G-spot until her arousal drips down my hand.

She uses me to make herself come, and when she does, I swear it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed. Her nails dig into my forearm while her quiet moans fill my ears. I can’t take my eyes off the pretty flush of her cheeks until her muscles go limp and she looks at me with a weary smile.

Knowing she’s sensitive right now, I lazily stroke her pussy lips while she calms down from her orgasmic high. Then I carefully tug my hand from her shorts and admire the sticky gloss that coats it. I’m about to lick it off when I have a better idea.

“Open,” I command and offer my two fingers to her. Not every girl is into this kind of thing, but something tells me Liv isn’t as tame as she looks.

Her lips part and she grips my wrist, guiding my fingers into her hot mouth. She licks them clean as if she were sucking my dick, and when she purrs around them, I almost come in my jeans.

After she’s finished, I kiss her again and savor the flavor of her sweet, tangy cunt. She straddles me and I want nothing more than to make her ride my cock, but I don’t want to rush whatever is happening between us.

“You ready for bed?” I ask, and she gives me a devious grin.

“Your room or mine?” She circles her hips and I can feel her hot pussy through her damp clothes.

“Let’s take this slow, baby. I’m not going anywhere.”

Her hands are on my face when she leans back to look into my eyes. Her body goes limp for a different reason this time, and her brow wrinkles as she waits for me to explain.

I lift my hips so she can feel my hard cock. “You already know that I want you. What you don’t know is that I’ve wanted you since the day we met.”

Her sudden inhale of air is barely audible.

“I was mad at the world and fucked everything up back then. I’m not gonna make the same mistake twice.”

“Dylan, this is different. And I was never mad at you for how you behaved back then.”

“You weren’t mad at me, but I was.”

“Dylan, I?—”

I cut her off with a short kiss. “Go to bed, Liv.”

Her lower lip pokes out in an adorable pout.

“I’ve never wanted to be in a relationship, because I always thought I’d be just like my father. But I’m not him, and I want to try this with you. So, let’s just take it slow so I can do it right.”I grab her hands in mine and kiss her knuckles, hoping she understands where I’m coming from.

“Fine, have it your way.” She begrudgingly climbs off my lap and stands in front of me, taunting me by having her pussy so close to my mouth. I grip her hips and rest my forehead on her lower stomach, breathing in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. “But you better make it up to me.” She tugs a strand of my thick hair before dragging her nails along my scalp.

Fuck, that feels nice.

I crane my neck to look up at her. “Get some sleep, beautiful. I’ll see you in the morning.”

She smiles, then bends down for a kiss before heading off to bed. I watch her sexy curves sway with each step until she’s out of sight and I slump back against the couch.

There’re so many reasons I shouldn’t pursue this, but right now, I couldn’t give a damn about any of them. I want her too much, and I deserve to have her.

7

LIV

“Ibelieve that’s everything,” Dylan announces, loading the last of our shopping bags into the trunk of his car. “Who’s ready to go ice skating?”

“You kids go on ahead,” Mom says, leaning against the car. “This old lady is going to head home.”

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