Page 47 of Holiday Unscripted
“You’ve never had sex on this bed?” I slide out of her and turn to get off the bed.
“No.” I shake my head, looking down at her on her side, holding her head up with her fist. “Bought this bed and moved into the house, I don’t know, it just never was?—”
“The last time I had sex was three years ago,” she confides to me and I hold out my hand for her as she takes it and moves off the bed to stand in front of me.
“So, we’re both clean,” I tell her. “Are you on?—”
“Of course, I’m on the pill.”
“Then we’re good.” With her hand in mine, I pull her closer to me. “Time to take a shower and then get something to eat.”
“How about we eat and then shower?” She tilts her head to the side, the hair that was piled on to the top of her head now sideways, half of it hanging out. “We can order pizza.”
“Okay, I’ll go get cleaned up,” I tell her. “Then I’ll order you pizza.”
“Or”—she smirks—“you order pizza and then we both get cleaned up.”
“Or you get the shower started and I’ll come and join you after I order the pizza.”
She gets on her tippy-toes and kisses my neck. “You got it.”
I walk out of the bedroom and head downstairs, grabbing my phone from my jacket pocket and pulling up the app to order pizza, but instead opting for a couple of burgers. Besides, it is what will take the most amount of time to get here. I place the order and see I have forty-seven minutes before the food should arrive.
Walking back up the steps, I walk into the room, heading straight to the bathroom. The sound of the shower fills the room, and I can see the door is steamed over from the heat. Opening the shower door, I catch her sitting on the bench facing me. Her hair is wet and hanging down around her shoulders, droplets of water coating her body. My eyes trail from hers down to her one leg that’s propped up on the bench, but what my eyes are fixated on is her fingers moving in and out of her.
“Started without you.” She moves her fingers out of her and then moves her hand up to her clit where she rubs it side to side and then back again into her. “Hope you don’t mind,” she says and I step into the shower and walk to her. “This bench is the perfect height,” she notes, gripping my cock that is at half-mast, “for you to fuck my face.” The water cascades around me, as her mouth swallows my cock.
My head falls back as I take in her hot mouth around my cock, my hips moving on their own as my hand comes up to hold her head. She stops sucking my cock and I look back down at her. “It’s better when you watch me swallow your cock.” She winks at me. “See how far I can take you down my throat.” She moves her hand down the shaft as she tries to take it all in her mouth.
“You going to make me hit the back of your throat?” I ask her as she nods her head. “Elizabeth,” I groan her name when she sucks as deep as she can and then lets my cock go to suck one of my balls in her mouth. I step away from her, my cock in my hand. “I’m close,” I tell her, “and I want to paint your tits with it.” She squeezes her tits, and I let go of my cock, stepping close to her. “Play with my cock,” I tell her as she grips my cock with her hand, while keeping the other inside herself. Both my hands come up to play with her nipples and she moans as soon as I roll them between my two fingers. “How many fingers you have inside you?”
“Two,” she says, her hands moving in sync, “and I’m close.”
“How close?” I ask her and she moans when I pinch her nipples harder than before.
“Now,” she declares and she moves her hands frantically and it’s all I need for me to follow her. She feels my cock jerk in her hand and she aims my release for her tits. She lets me go when she’s squeezed every drop from me. “That was”—she stands and then quickly sits back down—“one way to do it.” She tries again, this time pushing me out of the way so she can wash my cum off of her. “Next time”—she looks over her shoulder, grabbing my body wash—“your mouth better be on mine.’”
I hug her and bend my head to kiss her. My tongue sliding in with hers, and twenty minutes later we’re both getting out of the shower. The burgers are the perfect decision, and that night when I slide into bed, she is right there beside me.
I don’t know what time I open my eyes, but the minute I do I hear the sound of the beep coming from the front door. I look toward the bedroom door, wondering if I’m hearing things. There are two people who know the code to the front door and both those people are the men in her life. One is her brother and the other is her father, neither of them I think would be cool with her walking out of my bedroom.
“What is that noise?” she mumbles from beside me, her back to me, the sheet and cover up to her neck hiding her nakedness.
The door opens and I fly out of bed. “Hello,” Joshua’s voice shouts from the front door.
Elizabeth is out of my bed in a nanosecond, and she looks over at me. “Oh my God,” she mouths, searching through the covers for the pajamas she wore to bed but quickly rid herself of as soon as I felt them.
“Is anyone up?” Joshua asks up the steps as I grab the pair of basketball shorts from the floor at the same time she is shimmying her panties on and then her tank top. “Hey, Whiskey.” I hear the sound of the thumping of Whiskey’s tail on the wall and I know Joshua is rubbing his neck.
“I’m going to go out,” I mouth the words with no sounds, “get him in the kitchen.”
She finally finds her shorts and holds up a thumb to me, as I walk out of the room, thinking this is not the way I wanted to wake up this morning. “Hey,” I say when I get to the top of the stairs and I walk down to Joshua. “What’s up?” I run my hands through my hair.
“Not much, on my way over to my parents’ and thought I would swing by and check that you two didn’t kill each other.” He laughs and I pretend laugh with him. She did almost kill me, I’m about to tell him, but it was with her mouth and not her hands.
“Yeah,” I mumble, “I think she’s still sleeping.” I walk away from the door, and when I get to the kitchen, I look over to see that he’s followed me. “Do you want a coffee?” I ask him and he nods as he walks over to the door and opens it for Whiskey.
“I have to head to my parents,” he looks at his watch, “But I’ll have one quick. I also want to remind you two that we have to get going though, it’s the joint bachelor and bachelorette party tonight.”
