Page 193 of Sinning for Santa

Starved for her taste, I dive down, latching onto her clit and sucking, flicking my tongue and revelling in how swollen the little bud is for me.

How swollen it is forthis.

Curling my fingers inside her, I lave at her clit, my eyes locked on her face, her parted plump lips as she pants, her gaze, so bright around her nearly blown irises.

She could be watching the crowd to see how they are reacting to her, but she can’t take her eyes off me. Off what I’m doing to her, until the pleasure builds so much that her eyes roll backwards before they close, and she lets herself go.

The moment her hands fist in my hair and she starts grinding on my face, I nearly come, but by some miracle I’m able to hold it back, knowing the only place I want my cum is deep inside her.

The moment I add a third finger into her heat, she skyrockets, her pleasured screams egging the entire room on, and I swear most of the people climax themselves, given the wave of moans and cries that sweep across the space.

I don’t stop my assault on her until she starts trying to slap me away, and then I grin up at her, my lips and stubble lining my chin damp with her juices.

“Atta girl,” I tell her, and I just know, if I were to tug off her mask, I’d see those pretty apples of her cheeks turning red.

Kissing my way back up her body, I come to hover over her lips, our eyes locking once again as she continues to take in large lungfuls of air, trying to catch her breath.

“You still with me, Jax?” I ask, needing the reassurance. “Are you ready for my cock now?”

Biting her lip, she nods, keeping her voice to herself.

I wonder why.

Perhaps she’s scared her voice will say the opposite of her nod.

That thought just makes me even more determined to remind her what happens when we come together.

Easing back off her, I help her stand, noticing how shaky her legs are.

Seeing that Griffin is using one of the harnesses hanging from above, I decide that’s a brilliant fucking idea, and reach up to the one hanging over Jaxcen’s head.

“Are we doing syncronised fucking?” Griffin chuckles from a few metres away where he is helping Aggie into the straps.

I shrug and grin at my cousin, “Apparently.”

“Who’s that?” Jaxcen whispers, glancing over her shoulder at the couple she’s never met before.

“That’s Griff. My cousin.”

Her lips part in shock as I start securing the harness on her, and I can’t help but notice she’s really paying no attention to what I’m doing to her.

“Another cousin? How many do you have?” Even as she asks this, she wraps her arms over her chest like it’s alright for strangers to see her tits but not my cousin.

“In that family, there’s eighteen. Well, nineteen if you include the girl they adopted.”

“What?” she squeaks, glancing back at Griff as he hoists Aggie up, her naked flesh spread open and exposed for everyone to see.

“Griff is one of Liam’s many brothers. But don’t worry, they have three different mums. My uncle didn’t make one woman suffer through all of that.”

She gapes at me as I finish securing the straps, and squeaks in surprise when I start hoisting her up and her feet leave the ground.

“Wait… what’s happening?”

“Do you trust me, little mouse?” I ask, as I lock the harness in place on the beam off to the side, and even though she nods, I can see her looking down at herself and how exposed she is.

Me… well I just stand there and admire her for a moment.

She’s fucking stunning all strung up for me to devour.

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