Page 42 of Five Days of Christmas Spice

My eyes close as I let out another sigh. Something warm and soft is draped over my body, and then firm, quick pressure is applied from head to toe. I’m sure I’m alone, with the soft classical music playing. The room is warm, and my body is languid.

A layer is lifted off of me, and then a new set of hands sweeps across my back to my bottom.

“I hope you don’t mind another kind of treatment.” Noel’s voice, sultry and rich, floats into my ear. My pussy clenches at his touch. His hands roam over my back, squeezing each buttock expertly. I could melt under this man, and I do as he rubs circles on my ass, down along my claves, and back up to my lower back. He leans close to me, his aftershave as tantalizing as the scented candles.

“Did you enjoy your spa day?”

“Yes, it’s been lovely.”

“Good,” he lifts the blanket covering my back.

The cool air makes me shudder, not unpleasantly. Noel nibbles my ear, kisses my neck down to my collarbone and his sure press of lips eases a part of me that longs to be dominated.

He kisses the base of my spine, his hands circling my hips.

“You’re gorgeous, do you know that?” he says against my neck.

My heart leaps, and as his hands gently trail along my sides, I wonder if Noel is the kind of man I’ve been afraid to have.

The kind of man I’ve told myself doesn’t exist, afraid they’d be too put off by my success or that I would lose myself like I did with my ex.

Noel’s firm touch against my hip brings me back to the moment, pushing my swirling thoughts to the side.

“I could have you right on this table.”

My skin pebbles with goosebumps at his words; a thrill of excitement causes my pulse to roar loudly in my ears. “No objections.”

I turn to kiss his mouth, and his lips met mine. He kisses me deeply, asking me to open with the swirl of his tongue. He kisses me with a possession that heats my blood.

I grab for him, wanting him closer to me, and he breaks off the kiss and firmly nudges me back onto the table.

“I can’t wait to feel your pussy around my cock, Holly. I want to see how this looks on you.”

Something cool and smooth is laid against my chin. I lift my head and smile. I did tell the man I wanted to try puppy play.

A long silicone butt plug is in Noel’s hand. It’s curved, just like a tail.

“Rainbow coloured?”

Noel smiles. “I thought it was fun.”

“Yeah, it is.”

“Relax for me, Holly.” Noel picks up a bottle of lube from the side cart, and my tummy tightens with nerves.

His hands are warm on my ass, and I exhale a shuddering breath.

He sweeps his thumbs in my crack to my sensitive spot, brushing upwards in quick, firm strokes.

So good. I want more of his touch, so I arch my lips, lifting off the table to encourage him.

He chuckles, but his palm smacks me lightly on the ass. “Patience, Holly.”

I sigh dramatically but get back into position.

Picking up the bottle of lube, he holds it over my cleft, and the warm liquid drips into me.

“Can you spread for me, Holly?”

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