Page 81 of Daddies' Holiday Toy
“Ohhhh,” she groans.
Her hand flies to the back of my head, fingers curling in my hair, holding me there.
I take my time, dragging my tongue slowly around it before sucking hard enough to make her gasp. It perks harder between my teeth.
When I pull back, a faint flush colors her entire body.
I’m not thinking anymore.
Not about Carson or about watching her get fucked by my two best friends and how insanely jealous that made me.
All my focus is on the way she’s looking at me right now.
“Hold still.” I pause when my hands find the waistband of her pants, waiting, but she lifts her hips in answer.
I tug them down quickly, watching her skin appear inch by inch.
When she’s bare, she leans back on her hands, legs spreading further to show me how wet she is.
Her sex shines with slick, making my nostrils flare.
I drop to my knees without thought.
Her breath hitches when I hook her thighs over my shoulders, my hands gripping the backs of them to keep her open.
The first taste is slow and languid, practically indulgent as my tongue drags up the length of her in a way that makes her hips jerk.
She tries to bite back the sound, but it spills out of her anyway.
It makes me do it again, harder this time.
I flatten my tongue, lapping up what leaks out of her.
Her hands are in my hair now, gripping it tight.
I take my time, mapping every reaction, every twitch of her thighs while my tongue moves.
Every shift in her breathing has my cock twitching in my jeans, and soon I’ve got her moving against me without her even realizing it.
“Jack, Jack,” she repeats, her eyes squeezes shut. “I’m…I’m gonna?—”
When she comes, it’s hard.
Her breath catches on my name again before she shudders against my mouth, nearly squeezing my head with her thighs.
I hold her there through it, tasting every second until she finally eases back with a shaky exhale.
“Oh, my god.”
I stand, licking my lips and kiss her once more, letting her taste herself.
She groans again.
Now that I’ve had her, I don’t think I can stop. I’m in the same cursed boat as Liam and Reece with no way out.
Funny how less than an hour ago, this would have eaten me alive.
But now, tangled up in Holly’s arms like this, I couldn’t give less of a shit about the consequences.
