Page 77 of Scrooged for the Holidays
“Yes, I understand.”
I gently kiss the side of her chin before working down her neck. She drops her head to the side in submission, and my cock swells with more blood.
“I’m going to direct us, but please boss around your Angel Boy. I like it when you do.”
I bite her pulse point, and she shimmies her ass into me again. I tut and pull away, slapping her butt with enough force that she stumbles a bit toward Kai with a squeal.
I step in the direction of Sam. He watches the scene before him like a lion watches its prey. I’m curious if he’ll be able to hold himself back from touching Greer all night. I know I wouldn’t be able to.
I place my hand on the back of the chair, velvet-soft under my fingers. Greer’s eyes find mine. She nibbles her lower lip, glancing at Sam before looking back at me.
“Go on, love. Tell him what you’d like him to remove first.”
Kai takes her hand and kisses the back of her knuckles, bringing her attention back to him. He’s undone his belt and his zipper, a peek of his blue briefs showing beneath the open fabric.
“Your shirt,” Greer says. The confidence in her voice that I’ve become used to is coming back in full force.
Kai doesn’t hesitate. He grips his shirt from behind his neck and pulls it up and over his head in one swoop, the movement so smooth it has my mouth watering. Lean muscle and lightly tanned skin that I’ve memorized over the years is revealed to us.
I expect Greer to tell him what to remove next, but instead, she follows his action and my earlier order, unbuttoning her blouse and removing it. The fabric falls to the ground, the tits Kai and I became familiar with earlier coming into view. She’s wearing the same bra as before, her heavy breasts filling the cups perfectly.
My fingers trail over the back of Sam’s neck, and I stroke the skin there. Regardless of how involved he gets tonight, I want him to know he’s a priority and always will be a priority for me. I know he will be for Kai, too. No matter what the future holds, we’ll always be there for each other.
“Pants next,” she orders Kai as she reaches behind her to undo her bra. He pushes his pants down his hips and steps out of them, his cock tenting his briefs as anticipation fills my being. I can’t wait to see Greer’s cherry-red lips wrapped around his swollen crown, to hear her gag on him while her cunt chokes my cock.
Greer stares at Kai’s package and swallows hard. He’s equally focused on her bare chest, her dusky-pink nipples tight and ready to be sucked.
“Now those.” She points at his underwear. He slips his fingers under the band but doesn’t tug them down—he’s entranced for the moment by Greer bending over to take off her heels. He lazily grins down at her, eyes falling to her hands now on the waist of her pants. She undoes them sensually, slipping the button from the slot slowly before doing the same dance with her zipper. As she works her slacks over her voluptuous hips, the fabric tightens over the roundness of them before it pools at her feet, and she steps out of them.
“Damn, Princess. Look at you,” Kai says appreciatively.
Her calves are muscular, her thighs plush and shapely. My mouth parts when my gaze meets a lacy black thong. I can’t fully see the front of it, but the panties are small, covering only her pussy. From this side angle, I see a partial view of the globes ofher ass. I want nothing more than to have her turn away from me and bend over so I can take in the full effect of them. Fuck.
“You’re not so bad yourself, Angel Boy. Now stop staring, and show me what you’re packing.”
Kai huffs a laugh and tucks some of his hair behind his ear. “Your wish is my command.”
He drops his briefs, and his cock bobs from the pull of the fabric. He’s so incredibly hard that his length is veiny and slightly purple. I didn’t come earlier, either, but at least I got to feel Greer, to kiss and suck on her skin while she rode my thigh. Kai has been suffering.
Greer licks her lips, eyeing the pre-cum leaking from the tip of the ruddy head.
“Like what you see?” Kai purrs.
Greer wordlessly nods, her fingers moving to her underwear. Kai takes a step forward, hands stopping her. “May I?”
“Since you’ve been a good boy.”
I think I see hearts develop in Kai’s warm brown irises as he slips his fingers into the small elastic band of her thong. My breath freezes in my lungs as Kai kneels, his eyes on hers as he slowly drags the fabric down her thighs. When his face is level with her pussy, he draws in a deep breath through his nose, his lips turning up at the scent of her arousal. A groan escapes him.
Jealousy trips in my gut, and it takes everything in me not to stride over and lay her out flat, to put my head between her thighs and eat her until she’s coming all over my hand and tongue. But that isn’t part of my plan; Kai will have the honor. I can only hope that before the dawn of Christmas Day arrives, I get to taste her that way, too.
Are you sure you just want to watch?I ask Sam through our link, my gaze dropping down to look upon his face. My fingers still brush at the back of his neck, but he hasn’t changed his stature or facial expression.
Go to them. I’m fine where I am.
Suit yourself. Let me know if youchange your mind.
I trail my hand down Sam’s arm as I walk toward the two very naked souls near the bed. Kai remains on his knees, Greer’s thong in his hand. I have a feeling he’s going to steal it if Greer allows. He’s been known to do that with mine or Sam’s underwear, and in all the centuries I’ve known him, I have no idea where his collection is stashed, the horny pervert. Not that I’m much better. The things my mind has come up with to keep life interesting could be studied.
