Page 67 of A Very Snowed In New Year
Fuck.
No.
Nowait.
“Holden, wait.” She’s up on her elbows again. Her nipples are so hard and her tits are so swollen, and I think she’s still mid-orgasm. “Before you put one on…can you put it in my mouth?”
I think my brain just broke.
“Huh?”
“I just want it in my mouth before it’s in me, real quick.”
That is the best fucking thing anyone has ever said to me.
I think I’m going to cry.
“’Kay.”
She sits up, and I finally free my cock from my boxer briefs and straddle her on my knees. She adjusts the sleep mask on her face and licks her lips, smiling. Excited. She’s excited about this.
What is happening to me?
My head is spinning and my heart is beating like crazy and a sweet, beautiful, blindfolded girl is asking me to put my cock into her mouth?
This is every New Year’s, every holiday and birthday and horny-adolescent-boy wish come true.
But part of me just wants to give Piper whatever she wants.
Fortunately, at this moment, she wantsthispart of me.
In her mouth.
She leans forward the slightest bit, and I put my hand on the crown of her head, guiding her toward the tip of my cock. It kisses her cheek first. She gasps. I grip it at the base, and she reaches for my hips to steady herself. I watch her tongue escape her lips and make contact with the head of my cock, and I am such a stud for not exploding all over her face. Her mouth forms an O, and her lips wrap around me, like she’s sucking a lollipop.
I can’t look.
And I can’t look away.
She takes me in her hands, testing how much of me she can take in her mouth at once.
I can’t bear much more of this.
Her warm, wet mouth; those big, soft lips.
She makes the most amazing little noise, like she’s savoring me, and then she pulls back and there’s a pop when she releases me from her mouth.
She lies back down and says, “Okay. Now.”
I have never rolled a condom on so fast. I position myself at her entrance, and her legs bend instinctively. No resistance.
“Ready?”
“Yeah.”
I push in. Slowly. Little by little.
She is so tight.
