Page 39 of Five Days of Christmas Spice

“Yes.”

“Show me.”

She spreads her legs open, her hand sliding down and stopping just before her mound.

The tangy smell of her arousal is thick in the air.

“Your pussy is glistening. Is that for me, Holly?”

“Yes, Noel.”

I thumb her engorged clit.

She lets out the sexiest mewl, her whole body bows back, her hips rising off the bed.

It’s been so long since I let myself enjoy a female’s body, so long since I indulged.

Leaning down, I drop a trail of light kisses on her inner thigh while keeping my thumb on her clit.

“Noel! That’s so good,” Holly grits out between closed lips. Her head is tossed back, and she’s so beautiful. I can’t believe this woman is with me right now.

I press my lips against her sensitive skin. Holly jerks, and I laugh, loving how she responds to every brush of my lips and every touch of my fingertips.

Her arousal is a tangy perfume that coats the back of my throat, and I want to taste her. Leaning down, I press my lips to her sensitive skin, sucking a breath away from her pussy.

“Noel!” She screams my name, and her cry shoots all the blood to my cock.

I suck her inner thigh so hard I know I am going to leave a mark.

My cock is rock-hard, but I am a patient man with a plan in mind.

Removing my thumb, I press it against her mouth.

Immediately, her tongue comes out, and she laps up my digit, cleaning it and letting out a soft hum of pleasure.

“Remember, your orgasms are mine for all of Kinkmas, and it’s only the morning of the second day.” I grin as her eyes widen.

“Anyone tell you that you’re a mean Grinch?”

I laugh and drop a kiss on her mouth. “Who me? Never.”

She grabs my arm. “I’m so wet. I want to come so bad.”

“Perfect, that’s exactly how I want you. Enjoy your spa treatments. I have work to do.”

She closes her eyes with a huge grin, then scoots up against the pillows. “Like what?”

“Ever since we’ve opened, we’ve tried to acquire the neighbouring property. They’re impossible to get on the phone, but I’m determined to reach the owner today.”

“That’s commitment,” Holly pulls a sheet over her body and reaches for her coffee.

“We want to make this whole stretch a retreat. We bought the farm across from us and the next two to the left of us, but this neighbour is the holdout.”

“What are your plans for the property?”

Her sharp tone takes me back, and I wonder if this makes her uncomfortable.

“I want to move the stable over there. There are more trails on that property, and my brother, Theo, suggested it could be an intimate bed and breakfast.”

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