Page 21 of The Holiday Disaster

He nudged my shoulder back, and a whining sound came from my throat as I tried to chase his lips again. Kingsley chuckled and gave me a soft peck before saying, “Let’s go to bed. I want to do this right.”

A grumble of annoyance still slipped from my lips. If I were in my right mind, I would be disgusted at the fact that we were laying on the floor. Who knew what kind of germs had soaked into the carpet and how often they deep-cleaned it? But I obviously wasn’t thinking clearly right now. My only thought was getting my hands and lips back on Kingsley.

I jumped up from the ground and quickly threw my shirt and pants off before climbing onto the bed. I turned back to find Kingsley looking at me with amusement in his eyes and still fully clothed. The cool air brushing against my nipples was a glaring reminder that I was almost completely naked in front of the man I’d had a crush on for years.

The realization caused me to bring my arms across my chest to cover myself. The action only made Kingsley chuckle as his eyes slowly explored my body.

“At least you left me something to unwrap,” he said, licking his lips as his gaze landed on my boxers. I could almost feel the heat from his look, which only made my already stone-hard dick throb even more.

When he slid his sweater off to reveal his well-defined abs and stepped out of his pants to show his toned legs, even more precum leaked out, soaking the front of my boxers.

He sauntered toward me, giving me a show that worked to turn me on even more. He knew what he was doing, and the thought that he’d learned all those moves from the experience he had gained from his exes had me biting my lip to distract me from the pain in my heart.

I shook those thoughts away, reminding myself to live in the now. Kingsley didn’t belong to me and this may be my only chance to be with him, so I damn well was going to enjoy it. I wasn’t going to let the negative emotions taint my memory with him.

“Hurry up. I want you,” I demanded. He raised a brow, probably surprised at how out of character it was for me to be so bold, but he obliged anyway.

“With pleasure,” he said with a grin. The bed dipped as he propped himself on one knee and leaned down to capture my lips again. My hands wandered the expanse of his firm back, wanting to pull him closer, but he pulled back to line kisses down my neck.

“I want every part of you.” His hot breath teased my cool body as he placed his kisses on my skin, moving his lips so it felt like every piece of me was fortunate enough to experience his sweet kisses.

Kingsley moved lower, stopping to give each of my nipples enough attention that they were throbbing as much as my dick. The sting of his teeth against my sensitive skin had my hands tightening in his silky hair as a gasp escaped me. I didn’t know having my nipples played with could feel so good.

He didn’t seem bothered by the death grip that I had on his hair and continued his kisses down my body. One nipple then the other, my ribs, the area above my belly button, before stopping at my right hip bone.

His hand landed at the waistband of my boxers, and he glanced up, waiting for my permission. I nodded, my mouth too dry to say anything. I was so worked up from watching him cover my body in kisses that I was sure to explode if he continued at this agonizing pace.

I lifted my waist as he peeled the last piece of cloth from my body. I tried to sit up so that I could help him do the same, but he pressed my chest back down. “I want to taste you,” was the only warning he gave as he engulfed my leaking dick in his warm and wet mouth.

My cries rang out in the room. The newfound pleasure was almost unbearable. “Wait… I’m going to…” I pushed at his shoulders for him to slow down, but that only spurred him on even more. He took me even deeper and harder like he wanted to suck my soul away. There was no way I could have stood a chance.

“Fuck,” I moaned out as the last of my control snapped, and I exploded with the most intense orgasm that probably ever happened on the face of the Earth.

He didn’t let me go immediately and instead, continued to swallow the rest of my cum. His tongue gently massaged my deflating dick until I let out tiny whimpers from the overstimulation.

“You taste so good,” Kingsley said as he placed more kisses on my hot skin. This time, he made his way back up my body. My eyes squeezed shut when he sucked hard at the base of my neck. I didn’t know how he knew all my sensitive spots, but I didn’t mind if he always had his hands on me.

Rustling and the sound of slick skin had my eyes popping open again. Kingsley was still working my neck with his mouth, but his left hand was slowly stroking his leaking cock.

“Wait,” I said as I quickly pushed him off of me. I didn’t want this to end without even having the chance to explore his body. I wanted to be the one to make him come and engrave the expressions he made into my memories.

“What happened? Did I do something wrong?” Kingsley asked with his eyebrows furrowed. The concern he showed left a bittersweet sting in my heart. He was such a caring man, but he’d never be completely mine.

I flipped us over so that I was sitting on his stomach. I leaned down for a slow kiss, and he quickly matched my pace. “No, you’re doing everything right,” I said when I pulled away. “But it’s my turn to explore.”

The previous worry on his face was swept away, replaced by his smug smirk that I once hated. “Sounds like a fantastic plan to me,” he said as he kicked off his boxers. He scooted back on the bed to sit up as he leaned on the headboard.

I followed, my hands craving the feel of his skin, but paused on his pecs. I didn’t know how to make him feel good. I’d never pleasured anyone but myself before, and I didn’t want it to be disappointing for him.

Kingsley covered my hand with his. “Don’t think and follow your instincts. I promise I’ll feel good,” he said like he was able to read my thoughts.

I nodded and turned off my brain. Instead of worrying about whether or not my moves were all wrong, I let my enthusiasm guide me.

Kingsley kept his hand wrapped around my nape and tangled in my hair as I worked his neck with my mouth before playing with his nipples. I teased them with my lips and teeth and licked a slow stripe down his hard abs before pulling back to examine my prize.

He kept his pubes trimmed neat unlike my natural bush. I would have been self-conscious of my lack of manscaping if not for the fact that he didn’t give my pubes a pause.

His dick was standing proud and tall against his stomach. It was a pretty pink, unlike mine that was darker toned. His was also thicker whereas mine was thin and long.

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