Page 76 of Faking the Book Boyfriend

She reaches her hands toward me. “I want Santa inside my chimney.”

I wiggle my eyebrows. “Ho, ho, ho, down your chimney I go.”

She giggles. I love that sound.

Standing over her, I slowly remove my shirt, making a teasing spectacle of it, much to her delight. She has her hands behind her head as she watches on with a huge smile on her gorgeous face.

After discarding my boxer briefs, I then repeat the gyrating routine over her again. She reaches up for my cock and begins stroking it.

My body hovers and ripples over hers until the song ends. She tosses the Santa hat and mouths, “Fuck me. Now.”

Easily lifting her off the ground, I carry her to herbedroom with her gorgeous body wrapped around mine. She kisses, licks, and nibbles my neck and shoulders along the way. She’s bordering on out of control. I love it.

I fall onto the bed with her straddling me. After removing her bra, I run my hands over every inch of her body while she does the same to me. It’s like we can’t get enough of one another. We’ve both missed each other and are making up for lost time.

She grinds her hips over my erection while her nipples rub over my chest. This right here is what I’ve missed the most. The intimacy. The closeness to her. The feeling of her soft body on mine. In a relatively short time, it’s become what I crave. Gemma Fairchild is my drug of choice, and I’m completely addicted.

She pulls at her thong and breathes, “Too much between us.”

On autopilot, I easily rip them off her. She moans out, “Oh fuck, I love when you do that. Such a good book boyfriend.”

I can feel the evidence of her statement dripping down over me.

She pushes my shoulders back and crawls up my body until she’s sitting on my face. “I’m so turned on, Trey. Make me come. I want it.”

I grab her ass and smash my entire face into her pussy, immediately sinking my tongue into her channel. She grabs fistfuls of my hair and basically fucks my tongue and my entire face.

I love how she owns her pleasure and takes what she needs. She’s never a passive bystander in our lovemaking, even when I’m controlling the movements.

I rub my nose over her clit, which sends her into overdrive. “Oh god, this will be quick. I need it.”

She grinds her hips on my tongue. I push it as far into her as humanly possible. She’s totally worked up and screamingmy name. I can feel her clench around me as she comes into my mouth.

I rub my entire face through her fluids and happily slurp them up. So good.

She slides down my body. Her come spreads down my chest and abs. Is it weird that I never want to clean it off? I wear it proudly.

Her saturated pussy is now resting on my hard cock. She licks across my chin. “Hmm. I love it when your dimple tastes like me.”

“I get the appeal. Nothing tastes better than you. Now take what’s yours. Grab my dick and take it home, baby.”

She smiles into my face before lifting her body enough to wrap her delicate fingers around my cock. After bringing my tip to her entrance, she sinks down only an inch or two before lifting again.

She repeats the same process over and over, never sinking all the way down. I don’t think I’ve ever had a woman do this to me. She teases both of us with just my pierced tip. It’s shockingly good. The anticipation and buildup are hot as hell. Her eyes are practically in the back of her head as she works us both over.

I’m tempted to slam her down on me, but curiosity gets the best of me. I want to see how this plays out.

She grabs her tits and squeezes her nipples. Despite losing herself a bit in the pleasure, she maintains control as her wetness practically pours down onto me.

I’m committing this moment to memory. It’s so erotic and perfect.

Sliding my thumb to her clit, I begin moving it in circles. “Oh yes, Trey. Like that. Oh fuck. So good.”

I can feel her begin to clench over my tip. She’s going to come from just the tip.

Suddenly, she shouts, “Thrust up into me. Hard.”

I grab her hips and slam up. She yells out as her entirebody convulses, and she immediately comes, her juices drenching me.

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