Page 14 of Yes to The Holidays
“I think you’re killing me with that sweet pussy. I could die a happy man with my face between your legs.”
Geezus, it went from hot to scorching in here. Swallowing hard, I reached between us, his shaft hard and warm. Knowing he was ready sent a rush of wetness to my core, giving me a fast second wind.
Moaning, he closed his eyes and let his hands find my breasts. I rubbed him,his face contorting. He opened his eyes and growled, “Don’t move,” before he stood and walked to the bedroom.
Still lethargic, I turned the chair, so I was facing the bedroom door when he came back out. I was spread for him, laying my relaxed arms on the sides of the chair. He had a square foil packet in his hand, and he stopped when he saw me, his eyes hooded and fixed on me. He licked his lips, then fisted his length, stroking as he stared at me. I had never seen a man do that except in movies. My pulsating channel was jealous of his hand.
My chest heaved as I sank even lower into the chair, my ass moving to the edge.
“You like watching me do this, Janie?”
I nodded while panting. My mouth watered as I stared across, needing him inside of me but not wanting the show to end.
“Will you touch yourself for me?”
Shit. I had definitely never done that for an audience. I did it routinely, even when things were fine in the marriage, but never had Donald asked to watch. I swallowed hard, considering it as he continued the show for me. Reminding myself this was short lived and basically a treat to myself, I decided to have fun. If he asked, he obviouslywantedto see it.
Dipping my fingers between my folds, I was slick and hot. Gathering the wetness, I dragged it to my throbbing nub, rolling my finger over it several times before dipping my finger inside, then adding another. I couldn’t help but wish it was his thick, long cock but pumped in and out briefly before starting the process again. I closed my eyes briefly, but he groaned, so I opened my eyes just enough to see him working himself over as he leaned against the wall.This may have been the single hottest moment of my life.
Biting my lip, I pushed my other hand between my thighs, using one to pump fingers inside and the other to rub generously over the small cherry ready to burst.
As I started writhing, getting myself closer and closer, he opened the foil packet and rolled the condom over himself before slowly making his way back to me. “Fuck, Janie. You are so sexy.”
I was getting close but was greedy for him. “Fuck me, Odin.”
Still standing, Odin picked me up but rolled me over, setting me back on the chair on my knees. The chair slid to the glass door, and my hands flew up, bracing myself. He entered, and the pressure in my core came on quickly as he thrusted his hips against my ass. His hands came around me, holding my breasts as he pounded deep inside while I focused on not crashing my head through the glass. Then one hand moved to my hip while the other ran over my neck, gently but possessively. The sensation of him claiming me, even for just this moment, set off the domino effect of pleasure. Stars burst behind my eyes as my channel pulsated around him.
“Janie, fuck! Yes, milk me, baby. Oh shit!” he moaned out before he collapsed over my back, holding himself up with his legs but pressing our bodies together. I wobbled, and he pulled me closer to him. “I got you, baby. Just relax.”
Those words did it. I turned into a puddle, but like he promised, he had me in his arms in no time. He cradled me in his lap, my head lazily on his chest, while he brushed hair from my face, and I caught my breath. We sat naked on the floor of the immaculate hotel room, rocking together before he finally stood, bringing me up with him. The strength he exhibited sent another small rush of wetness to my center, but I’d need at least a few minutes and maybe a snack and some water before I could go again.
He laid me on the bed after pulling the duvet back, then covered me. “I’ll be right back.”
I stared at his perfectly round ass as he exited the bedroom.How the hell had I gotten lucky enough to run into the literal God after a shitty day at work?
He returned with a bottle of water and a washcloth. “I ordered some room service in case you need something to nibble on,” he said as he carefully wiped between my thighs.
Geezus. It’s not luck, it’s some sort of weird punishment to be sent this magical creature only to have an expiration date on it.
Still, I promised myself I could have some fun and just take it for what it was. “I have something you can nibble on,” I said with a sly grin.
He smiled, climbing on the bed and tossing my legs over his shoulders. I couldn’t move, but for this, I didn’t have to.
Chapter 10
Odin
This woman was too good to be true. The weekend was perfect. Not just the sex, but we had fun. We ate well, the conversation was great, and even our silences were comfortable. No need to make small talk just to fill the void. We could sit silently as we did at the aquarium, watching the sea life pass by, or with her tucked onto my lap in the chair overlooking the city as we sipped coffee Sunday morning.
We spent Sunday lounging around the hotel room. We watched movies, some holiday, some not, ordered room service several times, soaked in the tub together, napped, and of course, other things.
When she finally started moving from the bathrobe she had lounged in all day to her real clothes, my heart sank. “Do you have to go?”
She smiled then walked back to the bed, cupping my cheek. “Yeah, back to reality. But maybe we can have dinner this week? Well, not Thursday of course.” She laughed. I loved her laugh. It seemed to tickle the space between my ears.
“I have no plans Thursday, but I’m sure you do,” I said as I stretched out, letting my own robe fall open. She seemed to enjoy ogling me, so it couldn’t hurt to tempt her with some eye candy. I really wanted her to stay.
She shook her head. “I know what you're doing mister. As much as I’d love to stay here and roll around in this bed, I really do need to get some rest. Besides Thanksgiving, I have a half day on Wednesday to finally get free of that asshat.”
