Page 64 of The Jinglebell War
She kisses me back immediately, popping the button on my jeans and reaching inside to wrap her fingers around my cock. My boxers are still in the way and I don’t want a damn thing between us.
I move away from her and shake my hips while I step out of my sneakers and shove off my jeans.
Blue hoots and whistles like she’s actually at a strip club.
“I wish I had dollar bills to stuff in your panties,” she says, her eyes lit with amusement and lust.
The way she looks at me makes me feel like a god and I want her so badly, it’s getting hard to keep moving to the beat of the music.
Then, she leans back and pulls her sweater and other layers over her head, revealing a tiny lacy bra beneath.
Fuck the dance.
I drop to my knees in front of her and pull the cups of her bra down to reveal her round, perfect tits.
“Hey, now,” she says. “The show’s not over. I want my money’s worth.”
“Oh, you’re definitely going to get your money’s worth.” I tongue one nipple until she’s moaning, then move on to the other. The feel of her in my mouth is better than I’d imagined. I can’t get enough of her. I need more.
I unclasp the bra and pull the straps off her arms. Then I toss it to the side and push her back onto the bed.
“You’re not naked,” she says with a pout. “The striptease isn’t over.”
“I can fix that.” I stand up, give my hips two quick shakes, shove off my boxers and drop back to my knees between her legs.
“Wait. I barely saw anything.”
“You’ll have your chance, don’t worry.” I grab the waistband of her leggings and pull.
She hesitates only a moment before lifting her hips to help me, but that hesitation is all I need to give me pause. I look up at her face. “You still want this?”
“Oh, I definitely want this,” she says. “I’m just not sure I like you being in charge.”
I grin. “You’ll learn to love it.” I get serious just as quickly. “But if there’s anything I do that you don’t like or don’t want, say the word and I’ll stop.”
“Believe me, I’ll let you know. I’m not shy about getting what I want.”
Damn, I like this woman. “Good to know.” I pull off her boots and slide the leggings all the way off. Her legs are long and lean, and she’s not wearing any underwear.
I spread her legs. She’s so wet and ready for me, I almost lose track of my plan to drive her out of her mind before I get my release.
I’m not sure when or if we’ll ever do this again, so I force myself to stay where I am and spread her legs wider.
I swear I see her cunt actually pulse and tasting her is no longer a want, it’s a need.
She tastes sweet and salty and warm, and I would happily take up residence right here and never leave.
She gasps as I spread my tongue flat and lick her, then moans when I suck on her clit. I wish I had more time, because teasing her sounds like my idea of heaven, but my family will not politely leave us alone if we aren’t around when they get back.
I lower my head and get to work, making her feel so good she’s the one addicted to me and my magic mouth.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Blue
I’m going to explode. Garrick slides a finger into me while he sucks on my clit and there’s no holding back my loud moan of pleasure.
I really did have every intention of playing it cool and not falling completely apart. If I let him know how good this feels, he’s never going to let me forget it.
