Page 30 of Holidate Pursuit

“Don’t be sorry. I’m having fun coming up with all the different ways I’ll be able to give him shit about his name.”

“Don’t. It’s not his fault his parents were idiots. I mean, I love them, don’t get me wrong, but come on… who names their kid that? Do you think it occurred to them at the time?”

“How could it not? They’re just cruel if you ask me. But here’s the question I have—was Dick the first to put his Siemen in you?”

“Oh my God. Shut up!”

“Oh, so he was then. I can hear his dirty talk now… Oh, baby, you—”

“STOP—just stop. That’s terrible.”

“I’ll tell you what’s terrible…” I set my glass on the table and lean into Lucy, sweeping her hair back so I can whisper into her ear. “I’ll be limited to using the word ‘cock’ from now on.” My hand pulls her hair, lifting her head to access her neck. “Like when I say, ‘Get on your knees and take out my cock because I’m ready for my Christmas present now.’”

Her panting is sexy as hell, making her chest rise and fall, showing me she’s just as excited for what’s coming next. So does seeing her slide off the couch onto her knees before me. The flash of heat in her eyes signals no hesitation and causes my cock to harden even more in eager anticipation.

“I’d like you to do the unwrapping. Start with you first. I want to see those pretty tits bounce while my cock is down your throat.” Her moan is almost enough to make me throw in the towel and rush this along, but driving her desire higher is equally enticing.

Watching Lucy slowly lift the sweater over her head makes me frantic with need. She deliberately removes her clothes at a leisurely pace, letting her bra straps gently glide down her arms until finally letting it fall to the ground. Damn, it hits me again how fucking perfect she is. I’m not sure how I got so lucky the first time or why I’ve been given a second chance, but I’m vowing not to screw this up again.

I can’t wait a second longer, or my zipper will bust. “All right, baby. Time to unwrap my package.” My hips flex, grabbing her attention.

Lucy

Thank God. The bulge in his pants has been tempting me all night, and after being taken care of twice already with no reciprocation on my part, I want to make sure he gets exactly what he needs. Justin starts undoing the buttons on his shirt one by one while I work his pants open. His torso is a work of art, and I can’t help but drool as each inch is revealed, reminding me how lucky I am to have access to this beautiful specimen.

He lifts his hips and helps me lower his pants as his erection springs free, bobbing in front of my face. My mouth waters, and I lick my lips in anticipation. He’s very well-endowed. We betterbe going all the way tonight, because I’m not sure how much longer I can wait before jumping the man myself.

His cock twitches. “He missed you, baby.” Justin grabs his length, firmly stroking it up and down. “Tell me, did you miss him too?”

It’s not difficult to answer. “Yes. I really did.”

“Good. Prove it then and show me.”

He angles himself toward my face as I rise to my knees and lean down to take him into my mouth. I open wide as he slides to the back of my throat, caressing my cheek with his thumb as my mouth takes over. Justin lets out a hiss, telling me he likes it.

“Fuck, Lucy, that feels so good. I forgot how deep you take me.”

He thrusts his hips, plunging further, and I swallow him down, causing him to groan when he feels my throat muscles tighten around his length. My head rises slowly, sucking and licking along the way until I lift off with an audible pop and look at him with a seductive smile. I lick the head, dipping my tongue into the slit, causing his hips to jerk.

“You’re such a tease. Keep it up, and I’ll be running the show instead.”

“Be my guest.”

“Lucy… don’t tempt me.”

I hum in contemplation as I return my attention downward and take him in again. After a few minutes of devotion, his grunting becomes more intense, and I slow down, keeping him on the edge.

“You’re asking for it, aren’t you, baby? You know I’ll fuck the tease right out of you. Is that what you want?” He fists my hair and tugs slightly so my eyes make contact with his.

My answering moan is enough for Justin to know it’s exactly what I want.

“All right, sweetheart. I gave you fair warning. There’s no going back now. Keep that mouth wide open for me.”

His hand tightens its grip as his other hand grabs my head and presses me down completely, holding me there momentarily before allowing me to come up for air and repeating the movement again. God, I love when he’s in control. My core clenches with desire, and if I weren’t caught up in trying to breathe and not gag, my hand would be taking care of myself. As it is, all my focus is needed up here.

“You deep throat me so good, baby, but fuck, I need to come. I can’t hold back, sweetheart. Fuck.”

Holding my head still, he begins aggressively pumping his hips up and down in short, shallow thrusts while grunting in pleasure. My hands have a death grip on his thighs.

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