Page 15 of Shy Santa

Tingles and zings washed over my body as he nibbled, sucked, and pinched my nipples. A moan escaped my lips when he popped my tit out of his mouth, only to kiss his way to the other side and give that needy little bitch attention as well. My hands fisted in his hair as he alternated between the two breasts.

My hips shifted restlessly at the lack of attention as desire pooled between my legs. I wondered if I could come just from him sucking and playing with my boobs. My panties, well let’s just say they were toast. No amount of washing would get them clean again. They were completely soaked. And the wet bulge that rubbed against my thigh told me he was just as desperate as me.

“Bear…” I groaned, not sure what I needed or wanted at this point.

He chuckled against my breast, looking up at me. “It’s okay… I’ll make it all better.”

Releasing my breasts, he kissed his way down my belly until he hit the top of my lace thong. A devilish grin tugged at his mouth when he slid a finger beneath the elastic by my thigh.

“Baby, you are so wet for me.” His voice dropped an octave as he snagged the top of my panties between his teeth and dragged them down. The scrape if the lace and beard set off another round of shivers, making my muscles clench all over. He lifted both my legs and yanked the scrap of lace off and tossed it over his shoulder before he spread me out like a feast.

Can I take a moment and say thank god for a man who seemed to enjoy going down on a lady? They were rare. Most guys wanted blow jobs but skimped out of licking us back.

Bear alternated kisses and nibbles up my thighs. My hand shot out to grasp his hair, drawing him closer. “Stop fucking around.” I growled.

He hummed against my skin, continuing his slow, torturous path up. By the time he got to the junction of my thigh, I was a sopping, pulsing mess.

Rough, callused fingers traced around my pussy. “Mmm, you're so tasty.” His voice rumbled against my sensitive flesh, sending little sparks skittering through my insides.

“Oh, God.” I gasped at the feel of his tongue running up my core. My hips bucked, looking for more.

Bear placed a firm hand on my pelvis, holding me still. He slipped a finger into my soaked pussy, hooking it and hitting that little special spot no man’s ever found on me. His thumb caressing my clit at the same time.

I wouldn’t last with those talented fingers. “Don’t stop.” I gasped, working hard to keep my hips still so he wouldn’t move from the perfect spot. My hands clutched the sheets while my toes tried to curl.

His finger slowly slid out while his thumb worked circles around my swollen nub. Zings of pleasure spiked through me, tensing my stomach as that beautiful cliff beckoned me.

“Wasn’t planning on it.” He moved his thumb and replaced it with his mouth. Sucking and nibbling on that little button, sending me higher.

My breath hitched and caught when my back arched off the bed, a deep groan spilling from my lips as I crested that peak and came on his hand. His finger worked me through the epic orgasm while his tongue lapped up my release.

When I relaxed back on the bed, my heart settled down. “Wow…” I panted. “That was amazing.”

“And just the beginning.” He chuckled as he grabbed his pants, I hoped looking for a condom. “Shit, be right back.” He muttered and jogged out of the room.

I sank into the bed all warm, tingly, and relaxed. Life was looking up for sure. That beautiful and a little scary man knew what he was doing, and I already had one fabulous orgasm I didn’t have to give myself and looking at one more, minimum. Bear seemed like an over achiever and if he had me coming so fast, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like when he slid his cock in me.

A sigh passed my lips as I pulled the sheet up and my eyes drifted closed. Just gonna enjoy the boneless feel Bear already gave me.

CHAPTER9

Bear

Mother fucker.

I tossed my pants on the floor and muttered, “I’ll be right back.” I thought I had a condom in my wallet, but I must have thrown it away. One last look over my shoulder, I hesitated, the thought of going bare inside her and claiming that woman rode me hard. But I wouldn’t risk anything. This was a one-night stand. Nothing else. We both knew that.

I rushed to the hall bath and searched the deep drawer for the box I tossed in there once the moving truck got here. My hand hit the corner, and I grabbed the box and yanked it out. The damn thing spilled foil packets all over.

“Shit.” I grabbed a couple and left the rest on the floor and in the drawer. Figuring I’d deal with them after.

Spinning on my heal I beat feet back to my room. Only to find Addy curled up naked in bed, passed out. My pillow clutched to her chest.

Damn. My dick pulsed in my boxers, weeping at not getting relief. A deep throbbing ache settled in my balls as I stared at Addy, passed out naked on her stomach, the sheet barely covering her beautiful ass.

Quietly, I shuffled back to the bathroom, cleaned up the condoms, then walked through the house to turn out the lights. I might not get action tonight, but maybe in the morning we could bang before Ms. Shirley dropped Ace off.

After locking down the house, I climbed into bed. Addy shifted in her sleep and pinned me down on my back, her arms and legs snaked around me. My dick was pissed at me about the lack of attention. Yeah, I could have whacked off in the bathroom, but that felt wrong with a beautiful, willing body waiting in my bed.It was going to be a long fucking night of blue balls.

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