Page 19 of Christmas Wishes

"Come ride my face, sweetheart."

I'm frozen in shock. Is that even possible?

"Climb on top of me and straddle me, Lilah."

I follow his directions and I'm sure my face is as red as a tomato when he easily positions me so my pussy is over his mouth. He blows a bit of air against me and it makes me shiver. I almost jump out of my skin the first time his tongue touches my clit.

I'm holding on to the headboard of the bed so as to not suffocate him. Gene stops what he's doing and looks up at me.

"Relax, sweetheart, you won't hurt me."

His assurance allows me to let go a bit and enjoy what his mouth is doing to me. The pleasure is most intense when he licks or sucks my clit, but it's like he's hungry for all of me, because his tongue knows exactly where to go to give me the most pleasure.

Pretty soon I've all but forgotten about his well being because I'm so absorbed in the pleasure he's giving me. Every now and then he growls and the vibrations make my inner channel clench. This man knows what to do with his mouth. I'm coming undone here.

I ride his mouth hard and fast and am rewarded with an explosion of pure pleasure. It starts in my pussy but it moves through my body making my toes curl. I'm careful not to collapse on top of Gene. I look down and he has a dreamy look on his face.

"You taste so sweet, Lilah. I think I'm going to do that every day for the rest of my life."

His talk of a future together startles me, but I catch myself before I say something that breaks the moment. Gene helps me climb back down his body, but doesn't let me get off him. He tickles me and that makes me giggle. I squirm on top of him and am very aware of the tip of his hard cock trying to escape his boxer shorts.

"Should I taste you too?" I ask him.

"Not right now. If that pretty mouth of yours gets any closer to my cock I'm going to spill my seed all over this mattress. Can't have that."

"I'd swallow it. It wouldn't go to waste."

"Don't say things like that, sweetheart. You'll be the death of me."

I press my core against his hard length and lower myself to kiss him. He tastes like me and I love that. It feels like I've claimed a part of him as mine. I start moving my hips, rubbing myself against this amazing man.

"Gene. My body feels strange. Like it needs more."

Rub, rub, rub. I don't stop. We're both breathing hard again and his gaze is turning heated.

"That's because I haven't claimed you yet, sweetheart. You need me deep inside you."

"What are you waiting for, Gene?"

"I like you like this, Lilah. Sassy and flirty."

"Gene!"

I'm losing my mind here. I want him inside me so badly, I didn't even know that was a thing before this. None of my steamy novels prepared me for how I ache for him to claim me. All of a sudden, he flips us and I'm beneath him. He lowers his boxer shorts and his cock is finally free.

I reach for it and he grabs my hands in his, pulling them above my head, so I am trapped. I fight a little against the hold he has on me. He just smiles and lowers his head to nibble down my neck and lower to my breasts. He lifts his head to check on me.

"There's no escaping now, Lilah. You're mine."

I look deep into his eyes and say the truth as I know it.

"There's nowhere I'd rather be right now than with you, Gene Mitchell."

He crosses my wrists so that he can use one hand to hold them and with the other he traces my face, neck, breasts. It's like he's following a map that will grant him amazing riches. My brain might be acting a little fanciful, but the truth is he'll get all of me. My love, my devotion, my loyalty. Heck, I think he already has those things.

"Please, Gene."

He turns serious, but doesn't let go of my arms.

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