Page 37 of Blame It On the Secret Santa

“Yes. I’m horny, and we’ve already slept together before. Isn’t there some sort of like hall pass or something where exes can fuck for no reason other than they need someone to get them off?”

“I’m not sure,” I replied with a chuckle. “But I thought you hated me?”

“I do. But I also hate being horny. And you have a cock that keeps promising me a good time so I can continue to hate you while you fuck me senseless.”

“I don’t know if this is the best idea, Cass,” I said softly, not wanting to hurt her. But at the same time, I didn’t want to go through with this, and then it be something that she regretted.

“I’m not asking you to be my boyfriend or to promise me forever. I’m just asking you to fuck me and maybe make me come. It can be like a friends-with-benefits situation.”

“I thought we weren’t friends?”

“We’re not. But that doesn’t mean we can’t be fuck buddies. Now, if you don’t stop with your million questions, we’re going to run out of time to do this.”

“Fine,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Maybe I can fuck some of that attitude out of you.”

“Well, we won’t know unless you try, will we?”

I leaned forward and slid my finger down in between her breasts, forcing the clasp that was keeping her bra closed to pop open.

“Sean!” she hissed, reaching for the fabric to cover herself.

“Nope. I’m in control now. You want me to fuck this hate you have for me out of you, it’ll be my pleasure. But I say when and how.”

Before she could object, I leaned forward and pulled one of her hardened nipples into my mouth, sucking hard the way I knew she liked.

She cried out and arched her back, giving me more access. I flicked the other one with my thumb as I continued sucking, knowing we didn’t have the amount of time I needed to do everything I wanted to do to her.

I pulled back and released her nipple with a loud popping noise as she stared at me with flushed cheeks.

“Lift your butt,” I commanded, nodding for her to do so.

She lifted herself up while I hooked my fingers into the top of her leggings and pulled them down, groaning when I noticed she was wearing another thong. Those were my weakness.

I gently pushed her back so she was resting on her hands as I lowered myself between her legs. Her thighs parted, inviting me in as I gripped them and held them open while my tongue trailed slowly over her slit.

She moaned softly, her body relaxing against my touch as I parted her with my tongue and slid it inside. My dick hardened even more at the taste of her, begging for a release. I fucked her with it for a few minutes before moving on to suck her clit.

I could feel her body tighten as she got closer and loved that I still remembered all of the things that used to turn her on.

“Shit,” she moaned as her fingers dug into my scalp while her pussy spasmed against my face. I pulled back once she was done and smiled, satisfied with how easily I was able to bring her pleasure.

“That was incredible,” she said breathlessly as she hopped off of the counter. “But now for the even better part.”

She stood in front of me, leaning forward as she rested her chest against the counter and spread her legs. I reached into my wallet and pulled out a condom before undoing my pants and putting it on.

I could see her pussy still wet with arousal as I lined myself up at her entrance. I pushed in slowly, gripping her hips as I watched her eyes flutter closed in the mirror and her lips part. I wanted to take my time savoring her body and fucking her until we were both spent, but we only had a matter of minutes before someone would come looking for us.

“How do you want it?” I asked, my voice gruff.

“Fast and hard,” she answered. “Just like the old days.”

A shiver shot through me at the memories as I pulled out and slammed back inside of her. She cried out, hands gripping the counter to keep herself steady as I did it over and over. I could feel her tighten around me as I held on tighter and started fucking her the way she needed to be fucked.

Her head tilted back as her back arched, her tits still on full display in the mirror. They bounced wildly with every thrust, making it hard for me not to come right away.

“Fuck,” I growled, closing my eyes and gripping her harder as I came.

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