Page 50 of Christmas Romance Galore!
“I knew it,” Holly said, kissing my left breast with utmost care.
At her touch, my clit swelled and I could feel myself getting wet — it was almost too much to bear. “What?” My voice was barely audible.
“Your breasts — they’re amazing in clothes, but up close, they’re mind-blowing.”
I pulled her head closer to them, wanting to feel all of her mouth on me.
My breathing was ragged even before she took my nipple into her mouth, working it with her tongue. But afterwards? Then, my breath began to unravel through my body with every nip and suck. I might as well have been naked already, and that thought only drove me higher.
Holly had me just where she wanted me and just where I wanted her.
I leaned my head back. “Hols?”
No answer.
“Babe?”
She snapped her head back, her eyes intense. “Did you just call me babe?” A smile played on her lips.
“Er, yeah.”
She grinned now. “You can definitely do that again.” She reached up and pulled me down towards her, this time plunging her tongue into my mouth with raw need.
I felt a rush between my legs and the way Holly shifted underneath me, I knew she felt it too.
“You wanna—” I began
“—Yes,” she said, shifting me off her lap. Then she was on her feet and dragging me towards the hallway, her chest heaving, her T-shirt low on her breasts.
But once she was in the hallway, she stopped abruptly before turning to me. “Your place or mine?”
I gave her what I hoped was a seductive smile and I think it worked as she didn’t stop for an answer, kicking open the door to her room with her foot.
“Fuck it — we’ll try my bed, then yours.” Then Holly tugged me into her room, taking charge.
Within seconds, my loosened bra and shirt were on the floor and she was standing and staring, shaking her head slowly.
“What?” I was suddenly shy, standing there half-naked.
But Holly just shook her head. “Nothing. You’re just so... perfect. And your breasts are a work of art.” She reached out and trailed a hand across them like I was a fragile masterpiece, price tag unimaginable. “Seriously, Tori.”
I couldn’t imagine a time when I felt more wanted, more sure. And I wanted this so badly too. I couldn’t wait. I leaned forward and kissed Holly and then we were clinging to each other, steadying each other for what was to come.
Hunger radiated from Holly’s stare as she began kissing my stomach, my sides, my breasts, my neck, a whirlwind of teeth, lips and tongue all over my skin. My entire body was alive and ready. Then Holly backed me into the bed and we tumbled on to it, me pulling off her T-shirt, and then her bra.
Seeing Holly like this for the first time felt anything but weird — it felt like this should be us, like this was totally right. She was so long and beautiful, like perfection with no end. I licked her small but perfectly formed breasts one at a time before turning to her nipples, my tongue circling velvet.
Holly groaned and squirmed beside me.
Inside, my body hummed like it never had before.
And then Holly was on top of me, shaking off my jeans and pants, followed by her own. We were pulled together with an unstoppable force, and Holly’s hands were everywhere, hardly giving me time to breathe. Just as I got over one sensation, another was lined up to crash over me. I could sense I was about to be overwhelmed and I welcomed it. There was nothing I wanted more.
And then Holly’s hand was between my legs, her thigh pressing, pushing, wanting.
My breathing quickened. “Please,” I begged. “I need to feel you inside me.” My eyelids flickered open and I shared a brief moment with Holly. There was such tenderness in her gaze, she took my breath away.
And then she complied with my wishes, slipping one finger, then another inside me slowly, deliberately, never losing eye contact, raining kisses down on me.
