“Under the mistletoe, hearts aren’t the only thing that get tangled.” —W
“Ican’t stand the cuteness!” Willow says, her voice filled with delight as she looks down at the table. “I love this so much!” Her eyes light up, a smile spreading across her face as she takes it all in.
“Good,” I say, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, my fingers brushing against her soft skin.
Willow looks up at me, her breath coming out ragged and so damn seductive that I can’t help myself. I need more of her so I slide my hand to the back of her head and close the inch between us, letting her mouth press against mine.
Fucking heaven.
She tastes like heaven for a sinner like me.
Last night she gave herself to me so sweetly and so trustworthy that it made me feel like the luckiest fucker inthe world. Her mouth and hands on my skin felt like she was claiming each part of me and it drove me mad.
I fucked her soft and gentle not wanting to hurt her and then I slept like I never have before, with her in my arms.
My body feels like fire as I deepen the kiss. Fuck, I love her lips, her mouth…her tongue. I love the way she tastes everywhere and the way she holds me as if she’s afraid I’m a dream she’s going to wake up from.
She’s an addiction I don’t ever want to shake.
Willow moans in my mouth and wiggles against me, as she attempts to get even closer.
Crazy with the need to be inside of her again, I lift her from the chair and smooth my hand down her back and over the curve of her ass. Shit. I love her ass. Full. Thick. I can’t wait to slap and bite the fuck out of it. When I squeeze her, she gasps into my mouth and then I set her down on the table.
“More,” Her hungry eyes meet mine as she brings both of her hands to the hem of the long-sleeved shirt she borrowed from me and then pulls it up and over her body, her perky and round tits on full display.
“Can you take my cock again, sweet girl?” I ask roughly, my mouth watering at the sight of her nakedness. I lean down and suck a pink nipple feeling her squirm in my arms. Fuckkkk.
“Yes, more, Madden…” she doesn't give me a chance to answer before she’s pulling my mouth down to hers. Immediately, her greedy hands find my hair, where they pull while her hips grind against mine, creating a hot as fuck friction.
Surprising the fuck out of me, Willow takes the lead, and presses our tongues together in a slow and torturous dance where she has complete control over mine. At first glance, you wouldn’t think this sweet, shy creature could be so fucking naughty— but oh, she is.
And as she drags her fingernails across my nipples and then down my stomach, a hot and intense ache grows within me. I’m hard as fuck for this woman. Harder than I’ve ever been with anyone else. Breaking the kiss, I pull back to look down at her. She’s completely bare for me.
Fuck. Me.
I wet my lips as I take her in. Her round breast with dusty-pink nipples. Her taut belly. Her smooth and tiny pussy. I’ve never seen a more perfect sight. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” I say as I lie on top of her, wanting to take over now. “You make me so fucking hard, baby. I can’t get enough,” I whisper as I lower my head to her neck and press light kisses along her sensitive skin, focusing just below her ear. “Do you know how hard I was at the beach? That little ass bikini had me wanting to rip it off you and fuck you right there surrounded by those ugly sharks.” I kiss her shoulder, her collarbone and then lower until I reach her breast. Her pretty and perfect breast. “Do you want me to fuck you now, Willow?” I nip at the supple flesh, then suck the nipple before spitting on it and loving the way her back arches when I do. “Y-yes, Madden,” she says quietly while I drag my tongue over her other tit and around her nipple, focusing on the nub. “Please,” she says as her hips seek more friction.
“Please what, baby?” I ask, sucking her nipple before releasing it with a loud pop. “Say it.”
“Please… please, fuck me,” I look up from her breast to find her blushing, the pink spreading down her body. So. Fucking. Pretty. “Now, Madden.”
I grin, but I don’t give her what she wants, not yet. Instead, I lick down her stomach, until I reach her pretty pink pussy.
I glance up at her to make sure she’s okay and I know that she is when she wets her lips with the tip of her tongue. Wanting to explore more of her, I run my hands up her legs, across her thighs and her waistline, letting my thumbs drag over her pubicbone, while I bring my mouth back to her stomach. I kiss her softly, making her tremble beneath me.
I torture her by touching and kissing every inch of her except the part where she wants me the most.
While I kiss her belly button, and nip her waistline, her legs try to spread beneath me, but I hold her in place with my thighs. “Be a good girl, Willow and play nice.”
“You’re torturing me,” she whispers back with a frown on her pretty face.
“I am doing no such thing,” I say with a grin as I continue to run circles over her skin with my tongue. That doesn’t last long because the little vixen’s hands fall to the waistband of my jeans, unbuttoning and using her feet to push them down my legs.
Fuck, that’s hot.
“Naughty girl.” I put us both out of mystery and remove my jeans and then kneel in front of her. Her eyes immediately fell to my cock. A cock that is hard as a rock for her.
Last night she didn't get a good look at it but she is now and the expression on her face lets me know she likes what she sees— she likes it a lot.