Page 32 of Ho Ho Oh No

I flash wild eyes at him, nodding and licking my lips.“Aaron’s watching Charlotte. We’ve got two to five minutes before our absence becomes noticeably awkward. I’m up to the challenge if you are.”

He glances to the door, then back at my parted lips hovering three inches from the tip of his cock. “Do it.”

It’s only two syllables, but the heat and dominance infused in them make me quiver.

His cock twitches in my grip as I pump him gingerly. My mouth waters with each pulse of blood through his shaft. Too impatient to wait for him to get fully erect, I wrap my lips around the head and suck, lapping at the underside of his hardening dick with each tug. Using my fist, I keep working him rougher as he grows for me.

No teasing. No messing around. I get right to it.

“Fucking hell, Mia,” he whispers.

With a grin he can’t see, I glance up at him, reveling in how quickly he’s lengthening in my mouth. After a few more powerful sucks, I’m able to drop my hand since his erection no longer needs the extra support.

A tiny moan slips out of my throat, getting trapped in my mouth as he starts rocking his hips. I close my eyes, instantly being swept up in the erotic way he drives into me.

“Hands behind your back,” he rasps.

Without hesitation, I comply, locking my fingers around my other wrist.

“Good girl.” He slips his hands around my hallowed cheeks, working his fingertips around to the back of my head. “Keep sucking as strong as you can. This is gonna be hard and fast.”

I express my enthusiastic consent by increasing the suction and whimpering around his cock. His strokes increase in speed and depth. Using his hold on my head to maneuver me however he likes, he works himself in and out of my mouth like he’sbeen possessed. His breath grows serrated, whereas I may have stopped breathing altogether.

The deep timbre of his voice blends effortlessly with the obscene words he flings at me. “Such a naughty girl. Coming in here to suck me off and begging me to treat you like a filthy sex toy. Wearing that sexy little outfit with your tits practically spilling out. Such a dirty fucking girl.”

Fuck yes I am.

“You’re just begging for my cum, aren’t you?”

“Mmm-hm,” I moan while he pummels my mouth.

The little grunts that leave him cause tears to pool in my panties.

As promised, he’s hard and fast, and I love every second of it. I might need a whiplash collar later, but it’s totally worth it.

“Drink it down, tiger. Swallow every last drop,” he orders in a menacing rumble.

It’s such a heady juxtaposition to his normal cinnamon-sweet demeanor. I love knowing I’m the only one who brings this side out of him.

And I’m the only one who ever will.

His frenzied pace becomes haphazard, short pumps mingling with hurried pistoning. A deep growl erupts from his chest as his cock swells inside my mouth, shooting his release against the back of my throat.

I’m not religious, but this man can make me see the heavens when I’m on my knees. Being owned by him and letting him use me is utterly euphoric.

The forceful grip he’s had on my cheeks steadily softens. He withdraws from my mouth, a long string of saliva hanging off the head of his perfect cock.

After I release my hands from behind me, I set my palms on my stocking-clad thighs. Catching my breath takes severalseconds, giving me time to take inventory of how satiated my body feels. And I didn’t even come.

Once he’s tucked himself back into his pants, Cal caresses my face with the gentlest hands. “Go touch up your makeup, tiger. We need to leave.”

I notice my exceptionally damp panties, quickly developing an ick from the sensation. I’ll need to address that too. My hair probably needs some attention as well.

“Thanks for leaving the hat on.” I wink at him, letting him pull me to my feet. “I want you to leave it on when we get home tonight while you fuck me on the dresser.”

“I’ll take your suggestion under advisement.”

And then he kisses me, adoration flowing with every tender swipe of his tongue against mine.

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