Page 44 of Five Days of Christmas Spice

“Oh, you did.”

“Is this what happens when the owner of the place seduces you?”

“Yep, he helps himself to things left on dressers.”

Whatever we are doing for this Kinkmas, it’s easy and sweet, and I want to stay here.

“Turn over, please, Holly.”

He steadies me with a firm touch on my elbow, and I get myself over so I face the ceiling and a painted cloudy sky that I didn’t notice before. The plug presses against my spot, but not uncomfortably. I like the feeling of fullness.

“Gorgeous.” Noel tugs the sheet that covers my breasts off of me, and then his mouth is on my nipple, covering it completely. He sucks it like a tasty treat, his hand massaging the other breast. My hips buck off the table as need starting in my centre, spreads outwards, right to my throbbing clit. He takes my nipple in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the hardened point. He sucks and nuzzles, and mewling sounds escape my lips as wetness leaks from my pussy.

He switched breasts, nuzzling his cheek against my left one. I threaded my fingers through his silky hair. He laughs softly before his mouth closes around my nipple, and he sucks. With his lips on my nipple, the throbbing need between my legs becomes louder, and I arch my hips off the table. He squeezes my inner thigh, pressing me back down, and I let out a frustrated sigh.

His sucking and lapping become frustrating as hot pins of desire make my body aflame with need.

Finally, Noel lifts his head from my breast and kisses me, pulling at my bottom lip. So deftly, I didn’t see him. The little vibe was pressed against my clit, nuzzled in place. Slanting his mouth over mine, he kisses me, long and slow, as if he were taking his time, covering every inch of my swollen lips with his.

“Noel!” I cry as vibrations zip through me, my pussy so wet it didn’t need a lot of coaxing. “I’m going to come.” I got the words out as the orgasm crashes through me so vigorously the pleasure ripped me apart, swallowing me up in ripples.

“Good girl for coming, Holly,” Noel said into my mouth.

“Please.”

“Please, what, Holly? I will give you whatever is in my power.”

“I want you.”

His eyebrows raised to his hairline. “Right here? I had thought to make you wait.” His mouth quirks up in a smile, but I shake my head, the aftershocks rolling through me.

“Now.”

“I like a woman who knows what she wants.” He unbuckles his pants and lets them fall. His long thick cock springs free.

My pulse gallops as he slowly unbuttons his shirt. The look in his eyes is confident. The man is fully aware of his sex appeal. He knows the effect he has on me. With one hand, he strokes his cock, and the other finally finishes the last button on his shirt.

He whips away the remaining sheets, and then his body covers me on the massage table.

“Noel–” Only his name, that’s all I can get out.

It seemed to be the right thing because he eats my lips, slowly kissing me as if he wants to savour me.

But I don’t want to be savoured. I wanted to be ravished. I kiss him hard against his perfectly symmetrical lips.

“Don’t let it be said I don’t give my present what she wants,” Noel murmurs against my lips.

He leaves a trail of kisses down my neck to my shoulder, hands sliding down my hips, his cock pressing against my pussy, hard as steel.

“I can’t wait to sink into you, Holly.”

I cry out as he nimbly takes the vibe from my pussy, then stays silent as his mouth crashes against mine.

He kisses me, and my head spins on a crest of pleasure.

“I love feeling your body against mine,” I say into his neck. The words feel daring, but I need to tell him how much I love the feel of his skin against mine, the hardness of his muscles. I like how he’s taking control right here.

“Good.”

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