Page 22 of Five Days of Christmas Spice

He swirls his tongue around my beaded nipple, pulling it to the roof of his mouth. Between my legs is a river.

His breath is hot as he lifts from my nipple, licking and lapping the whipped cream.

“So tasty.” He smiles, leaning forward, but doesn’t kiss me.

He spreads my thighs even further apart. I gasp at the sudden coolness of air.

“I can smell your arousal, and I want to taste you.”

“Yes, please! I want your mouth on my pussy.”

My keening tone surprises me, but Noel’s smile eases my nerves.

“Perfect.”

He gently touches my pussy lips and spreads them open.

“No coming, Holly. I want you to give control of your orgasms to me for Kinkmas. Can you do that?”

The request sends a shiver of fear up my spine, but his touch on my lips is gentle and teasing. He’s waiting for my reply.

If I give him this, is it too close to the territory I want to avoid, or is this a new path with a new man? It’s also only a game for five days.

“Do you think you’ve earned such a present?” My voice is thick with desire.

“I’m going to make sure I do.”

His thumb presses on my clit, ripping a laugh from my throat.

“What do you say?”

“You can have my orgasms, but it may mean I keep my secrets.”

He throws his head back and laughs. “Maybe if I am very good at enjoying my present, you’ll tell me what you keep so tightly wrapped.”

The intensity in his dark eyes shoots my heart into a steady drumbeat against my chest.

“Stay still, Holly, while I explore this beautiful pussy. Be a good girl, and let me eat my present.”

“Yes, Noel.” The words come out in a whisper.

He presses his face to my pussy, and my hips lift off the bench with the first swirl of his tongue along my tightly wound nub of nerves.

“Noel, I have to come! I have to!” I screech the words as he licks my clit. His tongue darts out of his mouth in fast, quick-fire strokes. The heat from my core envelops my entire body, setting it aflame.

In reply, he licks the side of my clit, little flicks of his tongue at a rapid-fire speed, and it makes me pant.

“I need to come, please!” The sensations solidify, a wave about to break open, and I know I can’t hold back this orgasm.

His mouth seals around my clit, and he sucks as if extracting all the juice from an orange.

“Noel!” The wave breaks, and I scream his name, blazing shudders rolling through me as I float away from myself on a crest of pleasure that brings tears to my eyes.

Lifting his head, Noel smiles, caressing my face with his palm. “Delicious. I need another taste.”

“You can’t!” I reach for him, and my hand closes around his shoulder as the aftershocks ribbon through me.

“You agreed to give me your orgasms. Do you want to stop?”

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