Page 33 of The Holiday Disaster

After what felt like forever, the taxi finally dropped us off. I scrambled out of the cab after shooting the driver a thanks and ran inside without even waiting for Kingsley to pay, but I knew that he wouldn’t be far behind me. His hot gaze had burned into my skin through the entire ride, so I was positive he was as anxious as I was to get inside.

When the door clicked closed behind us, I spun around and jumped into his arms. He dropped the bag he’d been carrying to support my butt as I wrapped my legs around him. I had him in an octopus hold, and I wasn’t letting go.

He placed his other hand at his favorite spot on my nape and smashed our lips together. The taste of him after craving him the whole ride back was heavenly, and I’d let out a moan to voice my delight.

His back hit the door as our lips, tongues, and teeth clashed together in a battle to taste as much of each other as we could.

His mouth felt so good on me, but my skin was starting to feel tight, as though I had too many layers on. I craved more of him. I needed more, and I didn’t want to wait any longer.

“Put me down,” I said when he moved his lips to my neck. I was gasping to suck air into my lungs. All the layers had me burning up, and the way he was working my neck wasn’t helping things.

“Hmm?” he hummed as he sucked on the sensitive skin at the base of my neck. He’d removed my scarf and had dropped it somewhere by our feet.

“Clothes. Off,” I said between huffs. I tugged at his coat, trying to get it off, but he was still holding me up.

“You have the best ideas,” he said as he set me down. As soon as my feet touched the ground, he was clawing at my clothes.

My jacket landed on the ground, then my sweater, followed by my shoes and pants. I didn’t hold back either, and pretty soon, we were both standing by the door in only our underwear. Both of us panting as we sucked in precious air.

“You’re so beautiful,” Kingsley whispered. He brought a finger to my cheek and slid it down my skin, causing ripples of shivers to pass through me. His finger moved from my neck, my pecs, abs, and paused at the waistband of his briefs that I was wearing.

“And you look absolutely delectable right now,” he said with a lick of his lips. He looked at me like I was the sexiest person to ever exist and that brought a whole new sense of arousal in me.

“I want you now,” I said, barely containing the emotion in my voice.

“With pleasure.” His grin was wide. The teasing was in his eyes, but I now knew it was his way of showing affection.

He bent to pick up the bag of supplies from the ground before throwing me over his shoulders.

I yelped, caught off guard by his actions, but my shouts quickly turned into giggles as he gently tossed me on top of the bed. He followed me down and pressed my hands over my head as he stole another kiss.

I whined into his mouth, wanting my hands free to explore his toned body. I’d been waiting years for this moment, and I didn’t want to be a passive participant.

He didn’t heed my struggles as he continued to take what he wanted. He used one hand to hold me hostage as his other played my body like an instrument.

Each twist and pinch of my nipple had me crying out. My body squirmed underneath his. My hips bounced up, chasing any kind of friction to help cool the heat that burned inside me.

“Kingsley, I want you,” I pleaded in between his kisses. I was going to explode at this rate, and I didn’t want it to end before feeling him inside of me.

“I got you, babe,” he said, giving my cheek a stroke. He sat on his heels and made a show of getting the bottle of lube out of the paper bag.

He drizzled the gel and rubbed it between his fingers to warm it up. I scrambled out of my underwear as I watched him with burning eyes.

This was actually happening.

My insides screamed with happiness but also nerves. What if I sucked at sex? What if it wasn’t good for him? It was my first time, and I desperately wanted it to be perfect.

“Babe, stop thinking and stay in the moment with me. Everything is going to be okay.” He always knew exactly what I needed to hear. I let out a sigh, pushing out all the thoughts of insecurity.

He was right. I needed to be in the moment because it was with him and he’d take care of me.

Kingsley grabbed a pillow and placed it underneath my butt before pushing my knee to the side. He met my eyes, and I gulped. Just because I decided not to worry didn’t mean I wasn't nervous.

“I’ll take it slow, okay? Trust me.”

And I did trust him. With all my heart. Everything would be okay.

I nodded for him to start. Kingsley held my gaze as his finger played with my hole. I’d thought about anal masturbation before but never had the guts to actually try it by myself.

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