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He thrusts all the way into my mouth, and I feel him at the back of my throat, but his grip on my hair is so tight that I can’t move. My sex clenches at his control, and then I feel his cock pulsing against my tongue.
"Swallow.”
I’m desperate to do what he says, so I swallow hard over and over again. More of his cum spurts in my mouth, and Marley makes an animalistic sound as I keep on sucking. His head drops back, and I greedily drink, but abruptly he pulls back so his cock slips from my mouth. More cum leaves him and hits my chin and across my breasts. I can’t look away as I watch it drip down my body, marking more of my skin.
“Marley, I?—”
I’m not able to finish my sentence before he’s pushing me back on the bed and dropping to his knees. He buries his face in my sex, and I watch him feasting on me while I’m covered in his cum. The sight is more than I can take, and in a matter of seconds, I’m cumming.
I cry out his name as my back bows off the bed and the orgasm takes over. All I can do is lie there and take it until I collapse onto the bed, gasping for air. Marley kisses the inside of my thigh, and I jerk at the touch. Every part of me is so sensitive, and it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
My eyes flutter open when his fingers stroke my stomach. I watch as he smears his cum across my skin before trailing the fingers farther down to my sex. He grunts as he thrusts them in me, and I moan. My sex clenches around them, my body wanting his release in there too.
Suddenly I know what I want more than anything else for Christmas. It's Marley’s cock inside of me. I bet if I'm a good girl, he might make my dream come true.
Chapter Fourteen
MARLEY
After Belle sucks me off and I eat her pussy for the second time, I carry her to the shower and clean her up. While we’re in there, she asks to suck my cock again, so I let her do it a little.
“All right, that’s enough,” I say and pull my dick out of her mouth. She pouts like I’ve stolen her favorite toy, and I suppose I have. “Come on, I know that little pussy of yours is needy.”
I pull her off the bench in the shower and turn her to face the spray of the water. Grabbing the wand off the wall, I turn it to the jet setting and hold it between her legs. She cums so hard her knees buckle and I have to hold her up. As soon as she’s able to stand, I press her back against the tile and grab my cock. We lock eyes as I jerk myself off and cum all over her pretty pussy.
“Do you think you could let me feel it?” she says, biting her bottom lip nervously.
“Just for a second,” I tell her as I nudge the fat head of my dick between her pussy lips. They’re swollen from being played with so much, but that just makes them softer for me to push into.
There’s still cum on my dick and all over her, so when I slide between her lips, cum gets pushed in with it. She whimpers when I rub against her clit, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from nutting again. Her virgin pussy is too tempting.
“More?” She looks up at me with pleading eyes, but I shake my head.
“Not yet.” Reluctantly I slip out from between her warm pussy lips and get out of the shower.
When we’re out, I dry her off but use my mouth as a towel too. I kneel down and lick the water off her nipples before doing the same to her pussy. I can’t stop putting my mouth on her, and my cock is still so fucking hard.
“Should we bother putting on clothes?” Belle asks when we go into my closet.
I smile at her as I grab one of my flannels and hold it out. “Arms up.” When she raises them, I slide it over her head and then kiss her when she pops out. “Don’t you like unwrapping presents?”
“True,” she says as I pull on a pair of matching flannel pajama pants.
Reaching into her bag, I take out a pair of cotton panties with Christmas trees on them. “I wouldn’t mind licking your pussy while you have these on,” I say and hold them out for her to step into.
“Sounds like the best Christmas Eve ever, if you ask me.”
“Me too,” I say and take her hand in mine. “But first, I’ve got some fun things planned before Santa comes tonight.”
“Hopefully he’s not the only one,” she whispers behind me as I drag her from the bedroom.
It’s late in the evening when we finally finish all the things I wanted to do today. We strung popcorn on string and put up more decorations. Then she showed me how to do a simple crochet stocking so I could make one for her. She made one for me too, and it’s obviously far better than mine. We made cookies for Santa and even worked on a Christmas puzzle. She sat in my lap the whole time and rubbed her pussy on my cock, but that just made it all the more fun.
“Did you tell Santa what you want for Christmas?” I ask Belle.
We’re stretched out on the floor in front of the fire after dinner. I cooked us a nice steak dinner to celebrate, and we’ve been cuddled up here since.
“I might have whispered it to him,” she says, grinning. “I didn’t have time to send a letter to the North Pole, but I think he knows.”
