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Drew sucks my nipple in his mouth as I begin to unfasten his belt.
He brings a hand on top of mine to stop me. “Not so fast, my little Ho Ho Ho.” He smirks at his pun, then pulls his Santa hat off and places it on my head. “There, you look so hot wearing nothing but my hat. You want to tease me all fucking year with your little games then maybe I’ll have a little fun too.” He tugs the hat down so it’s covering my eyes, and I let out a little yelp when he picks me up and tosses me on the bed.
“If you take off the hat then I stop. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Santa.” I nod as I impatiently wait for his next move. My whole body is on fire, every cell quaking in anticipation.
“That’s my filthy little slut.” His voice comes out in a growl, and then I feel him on top of me. My nipples harden, and I just want him to put me out of my misery. I need him to touch me, to fuck me, to fill me up and relieve this growing pressure building inside of me.
He parts my legs, and I feel so exposed in all the best ways. I can’t see the look on his face, but I can feel his gaze on my skin, his adoration and complete and utter awe as he worships my body with every glance and touch.
“You look so pretty with your legs spread wide and that perfect pussy glistening for me. I have half the mind to take a picture but I can’t have evidence like that out there. And I’d kill anyone who saw it because this beautiful pussy belongs to me. It’s mine and I think we both know I do not share what’s mine.”
He strokes a thumb over my aching clit and I jump at the surprise touch. Having my eyes covered like this seems to heighten all my other senses and all I can do is hold on to the sheets and prey I survive his blissful torment. My mind is reeling listening to him re-enact the scene. It’s almost like he’s talking to me using all the lines I know and love but saying something else entirely. I can’t help but wonder if there are seeds of truth laced in his words.
My back arches off the bed when his soft tongue brushes against my aching pussy, and my legs fall open wider as my hands grip his thick locks of hair. I don’t dare take off the Santa hat, the smell of his shampoo lingers on the fabric, adding to the overwhelming sensations as Drew licks me in a soft, slow rhythm that has my toes curling.
“Such a sweet little cunt.” He wraps one leg behind his head to give him a different angle and deepen the pressure.
I let out a little squeak as I try to hold in a moan.
He slides a single finger inside me, and I nearly buck off the bed, pulling the Santa hat tight over my eyes as pleasure shoots through my body.
“Fuck, your pussy is tight, Holly. So tight and wet. Your wet little pussy made a mess all over Santa’s lap. But you can’t help it can you? My little whore can’t help herself. You’re such a needy slut aren’t you?”
He adds another finger, curling them inside of me pressing a spot no one’s ever touched before. So, this is what it’s supposed to feel like. All this time I thought I knew what sex was. I always wondered why everyone acted like it was such a big deal. But now I get it.
“Holy shit,” I croak when his tongue strokes me again as he works his fingers inside me. I swear my body hovers off the bed like an out of body experience, but I can’t be sure because my eyes are still covered. I lock my hands on the Santa hat in a death grip and hold on for dear life.
“Fuck, you taste good, Baby. You like it when I touch your pussy? Are you getting enough attention from me? Is my little cock tease ready to come now?”
“Yes. Yes. Please,” I moan, squirming beneath him like I’m not in control of my limbs.
“Such a greedy little thing aren’t you? Be a good girl and come all over Santa’s face. I want to be able to taste you with my milk and cookies later tonight.” He moves his fingers back to the spot as his tongue works my clit, and then he hums.
Pure, electric heat shoots out of me in every direction as I cry out my release, gripping his hair with one hand and digging my nails into his shoulder with the other. I can’t think. There are no words, only pleasure so intense I can’t believe this is what I’ve been missing out on all this time.
When I finally come back down from the wave, I peer from underneath my Santa hat to find Drew looking at me, eyes wide and darker than I’ve ever seen them.
Without a word, he strips off his shirt and moves back to the chair, his eyes flaring with lust. “Now, bring your sexy ass over here and sit on my lap.”
I swallow the gulp in my throat, but then I’m up and moving, shaking legs and all. I was hoping we’d do this part.
“Yes, Santa.”
ChapterNine
Drew
My cock twitchesin anticipation as Holly saunters toward me wearing nothing but my fucking Santa hat. She’s a walking wet dream with her killer body, and I love how she isn’t trying to hide herself. Not like I didn’t already have the best view when my face was between her legs, but she’s got an air of confidence about her that’s sexy as fuck.
She swings a leg over me and gently straddles my lap before placing both hands over my shoulders and gripping the back of the chair so her tits are right underneath my chin.
I let out a frustrated groan as I squeeze her ass, then slide my hands up to palm her tits.
I’ve had a lot of sex in my life but no one has ever come close to making me feel as alive as I do tonight with Holly. No one has ever jumped into a role-playing scene with me, even when I’ve offered. But not only did this amazing woman take the bait but I think she’s enjoying our little scene as much as I am.
I watch the way her chest lifts as her breaths come out in long heavy pants and the way she bites her plump bottom lip to keep from moaning too loudly when I touch her. Fuck, I love touching her. I love the way her face twists and her nose scrunches up just before she comes. I love the little squeaks she makes when I surprise her by doing something that feels good. I’ve always taken pride on taking care of the women I’m fucking, making sure their needs are met and then some. But Holly takes that to a whole new level.
