Page 35 of Five Days of Christmas Spice

And maybe because I want to take control, I slide off the chair onto the floor.

Noel’s hands rest on my shoulders. I hook my hands around his muscular calves.

“Holly…” He runs his hand through my hair.

“Let me give you a gift now,” I say the words lightly, but I’m worried he’s going to reject me.

“I think I would like your gift very much.” The heat in his eyes sizzles through me.

“Let me help.” I reach to unzip his fly.

With a groan, he rolls his pants down, revealing a pair of black silk boxers.

Noel rips them down his legs, clutching my face. “Do you like it hard and deep or should I keep it civil?”

My pulse races. His cock is standing up. It’s thick, and I can’t help but touch it. It’s smooth under my palm.

“Damn, Holly,” Noel hisses through his teeth.

“Hard and deep, please.”

I’m learning his length, from tip to root. I cup his balls, squeezing gently.

“Holly, your touch is going to make me come apart.” He tangles his fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp, bringing me closer.

I grip his cock lightly and take it into my mouth, just the tip. I roll my tongue along its underside. Above me, Noel hisses, his grip tightening on my shoulder.

“That’s very nice, Holly. Good girl.”

And then I am lost in his state, in the sensations of his warm cock in my mouth. I suck, taking in more length and lick it like a snow cone.

It’s a tasty treat of male musk and hard steel.

“Damn, Holly, what a gift.” Noel rocks on his heels as I massage his balls, lapping his length. I swirl my tongue along his underside, loving how it makes him twitch.

“Holly! You’re going to make me explode.”

I nod, with his cock in my mouth, because that’s exactly what I want. I want him to fuck my mouth, and I want to get lost in this man who has made my Christmas bright.

I suck, hollowing my cheeks and wrapping my hands around his thighs.

“Fuck, Holly!” That’s all the warning I get before he takes control, holding my head in place. He thrusts hard into me, and I swallow on his length, keeping my jaw slack.

“Good girl,” he grits out, and I will myself to stay still as he plunges his cock in and out of my mouth.

“Those tears are so pretty,” he coons.

I feel them wet on my cheeks, but I’m only concentrating on how his thick cock feels in my throat, following his thrusts.

He thrusts once, slowing down the pace, and I take the clue and swallow. He tips forward into my waiting mouth, and I sputter, trying to hold my lips around his cock.

“Now, Holly!” But he slides in and out of my mouth, and I do my best to keep contact with his cock.

He pulls my hair, bringing me closer, and I close my eyes as he releases his hot seed down my throat.

I swallow, tasting his saltiness on my lips.

I wipe tears away from my eyes. Noel slowly withdraws his cock from my mouth.

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