Page 29 of Yours to Ho Ho Hold
I pull her to my chest, wrapping her tightly against me, wishing I could take all her pain away and fix it for her. “Shh, baby. You’re okay,” I whisper in her hair as I hold her.
She shakes her head, pressing herself away to look at me. “It’s not okay, Drew. I’m a mess, and I don’t know where to go from here. I’ve already lost everything chasing my dreams. Now, I’ve got to find another job, and I have no idea where to even begin or what I’m even qualified to do for that matter.”
I push her hair back from her face as I look into her sad, brown eyes. I hate seeing her like this. “You’re twenty-seven, Hols. Your life is supposed to be a mess. Where on earth did you get the idea you’re supposed to have it all figured out by now?” I brush my thumb along her furrowed brow and smooth it.
“I don’t know. My parents were married and already owned a house by the time they were my age. They both had established careers.”
“Baby, that was over thirty years ago. Things were different. The world was different. You can’t compare your life today to theirs.” I brush another tear from her cheek. “What else has got you so upset? Tell me so I can help you.”
She bites her quivering lip. “I guess … I just feel like a failure and like I’ll never get ahead. I feel like I’ll always be playing catch up.” She shakes her head. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m so happy for you. I really am. It’s just listening to you talk about how much you love your job, it just brings up a lot of heartache I’ve been suppressing for a very long time.” Her eyes meet mine. “I think I wasted my only shot at doing what I love, and now, I’ve got to pay the penance for my stupidity. It just sucks. That’s all.”
I spin us around and pin her against the wall, holding her hands above her head, and she lets out a little gasp of surprise. “Don’t you ever call yourself stupid. You’re one of the smartest people I’ve ever met, and I’m not just saying that, Hols.”
I hold her hands tightly with one hand as I let my other slide down her body. She sucks in a breathy gasp, her eyes darting around like she’s searching for what I’ll do next.
“You’re smart and funny. And you’ve got this sense of confidence about you that captivates me. Seeing you light up when you told me about your bookstore … Fuck, baby, I just want to be near you so I can soak up some of your passion.” I nibble at her earlobe sucking it between my teeth, and she lets out a little squeak that makes my cock jump.
Obsessed doesn’t even come close to how I feel about her, my feelings are growing stronger the more time we spend together, and the thought should terrify me, but it doesn’t. Rather, I find it oddly comforting to have found my match so quickly. I can only hope she recognizes it before she gets too spooked and convinces herself she doesn’t deserve this.
I dip my hand beneath the waist of her jeans, and her belly sucks in at my slight touch. “Tell me the truth, and I’ll give you want you want.” My fingers trace the elastic of her panties, and her eyes flutter closed. My girl’s so needy, and I fucking love it.
“What’s your real dream, Holly? What do you want to do with your life, more than anything else?” She squirms against me and parts her legs more as I sneak my fingers lower. My mouth waters as I remember how sweet her pussy tasted last night. I see by the way her glassy eyes dilate that she wants this almost as much as I do. Almost because there’s no way she can be more obsessed with having my mouth on her than I am.
She lets out a little whimper, and I stroke her clit encouraging her. “I … I just … I just want to be able to pay my parents back. I don’t want to feel guilty anymore …” Her words trail off in breathy gasps as I swirl my fingers in slow teasing circles, giving her only a caress of pressure before pulling my hand away.
“Nope. Try again, sweetheart.”
Her eyes fly open as she stares into mine, her eyebrows pulling together in confusion. She shakes her head. “What are you talking about? That’s what I want.” She parts her legs a little more, and I take my time sliding her pants and panties down her ass, only releasing her hands to help her step out of them.
I drop to my knees, bringing my face to her perfect pussy now soaking wet for me. I flash my eyes up to hers as I blow along her clit. Her eyes roll back in her head as she presses herself firmly against the wall to keep from falling over.
“I believe you want those things, but I asked you about yourdreams.What do you want for yourself? Don’t think about anyone else.” I slide a finger along her slit, and her body goes rigid as I tease her, kissing along her inner thigh and hooking one knee behind my head.
Her hands find my hair her fingers, locking around it in fists. I love seeing her so desperate for relief. I love that I can take her from crying to panting in a matter of seconds.
I pause my perusal and look up at her, waiting.
Her hazy eyes blink down at me, and she bites her lip but doesn’t speak.
Stubborn thing. I know she knows the answer to my question, but I guess it’s going to take a little more coercing.
I slide my hand back to her, massaging her clit for a moment before pulling away and giving her pussy a quick slap.
She buckles forward with a groan of pleasure, eyes wide in surprise as she stares down at me.
“Talk to me, Holly. Or I’ll have you screaming and begging so loud my whole family will hear you and know exactly what we’re doing back here.” I raise an eyebrow. “Don’t make me prove it to you.”
I move my fingers back, this time rubbing my thumb in slow circles and creating just the right amount of pressure. Her knees begin to tremble, and I pull my hand away again, slapping her pussy harder this time.
“Oh my … Fuck,” she cries out through gritted teeth.
“Tell me, Holly. That’s all I’m asking. Be brave and tell me what you really want.”
I bring my mouth up to her pussy and wait.
“Fine,” she grunts, tightening her fists in my hair. “I guess … I … it feels so stupid …”
“Be brave, baby,” I encourage her by pressing my lips against her clit and sliding my tongue out to taste her.
