Page 168 of Sinning for Santa

Again, she bites her lip, her eyes locked on my lips before she lurches forward and kisses me.

It’s hungry, like she’s starved for the taste of herself on me, her tongue not just exploring my mouth, but around it too, sampling her cum.

My hands travel over her near naked flesh, and breaking the kiss, I make quick work of her bra, cupping one tit while sucking the other into the heat of my mouth, feeling her arch back like she wants me to completely devour it. Devour her.

I have her panties off next, my kisses travelling all the way down to her feet before I glance up at her, completely naked and bare to me.

“You’re the best present I’ve ever unwrapped.”

Her cheeks flush, just like they do so often, and she tugs me up, spinning us so my back is to the bed, before she shoves me backwards.

“What the…?” I laugh at the sudden role change, only to find her climbing onto my lap, straddling me.

“You’re the hottest Santa I’ve ever sat on.” She grins from ear to ear, her words making me chuckle.

“Is that so? Do you normally sit on Santa’s lap completely naked?”

She shakes her head, her breath catching as I press my hard shaft against her centre.

“No.” She breathes before rolling her hips over my fabric covered cock.

Fuck, I should have ditched the pants, but the way she’s starting to ride me has my cock weeping, the friction and sight of her starting to dry hump me a real fucking turn on.

“Do you normally dry hump Santa?”

She shakes her head, rolling her hips again as she watches me from above.

“You’re being really bad right now. Sinful. Are you sure you want to be on Santa’s naughty list?”

“Yes.” She pants, my words spurring her on and she grinds her pussy up and down my shaft.

When her eyes drop to where she’s mounted, mine follow to see the outline of my cock under the red fabric, a patch of wetness at the tip from my precum, and a slick trail left behind from her folds as she uses me for her pleasure.

“Fuck, Jax. If you keep doing that, I’m going to cum in my pants,” I admit, and her eyes flare like she enjoys the sound of it, so I add. “I’d rather cum inside you.”

A whimper escapes her as her hands hurry to my waistband, fumbling with the cord like she’ll possibly die if she doesn’t free my cock right this second.

I’m right there with her, so I help, and a moment later, my shaft springs free, slapping heavily to my abs.

“I want it,” she mutters, almost like she’s talking to herself, but I don’t stop her as she lifts herself, my cock in her hand, and positions my tip at her entrance.

And then she lowers down, impaling herself.

“Fuuuck.” I groan, loving this bit. When I sink in for the first time, feeling the heat envelop me. Feeling her walls squeeze me.

There’s nothing fucking like it.

“Dev,” she cries. “This… I…”

“Don’t try to talk, love. Just fuck me. Take what you need.”

Another whimper leaves her plump lips as she rises up and lowers again, teasing us both, over and over before she starts to lose control.

My fingers dig into her hips as she rides me, and I take in the beauty of her in this state.

So free.

So exotic.

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