Page 60 of Christmas Romance Galore!
I nodded, still not trusting myself to speak again.
Holly put both our glasses on the floor, re-gathered me in her arms and kissed me with utter intent. I was floored, but also wrapped in her warmth — metaphorically and literally. When she kissed me, strange things happened. That much I knew.
Within seconds, she lifted me on to our small balcony table and hitched up my skirt. I took a sharp intake of breath. The mood had just turned up a notch and I smiled as I saw the lust pooling in Holly’s eyes.
“Not too cold?” Holly asked, never taking her mouth from mine.
I shook my head, feeling a rush between my legs in anticipation.
Holly’s body moved forwards and she spread my legs, moving her tongue inside my mouth.
I groaned.
She ran her hands up and down my sides while she deepened our kiss further, then her hand grazed my thighs.
She was going to fuck me on this table, in the open air. In that second, I didn’t think it was possible to love anybody more than I did right then, and that thought made me open my eyes.
Holly’s hand reached up and tugged off my pants, pushing up my bum so I could wriggle out of them. A fresh gust of air hit me as I sat back down and we retook our positions. Now Holly’s hand was hot over my pussy, her mouth in front of mine.
“Okay?” she asked, biting my lip and slipping a finger inside me. “I’ve been wanting to do this all night long.”
I went to reply but nothing came out. I was too lost in her, lost in the moment, overtaken by Holly.
She slipped in another finger and I groaned, pushing my hips forward, feeling freer now than I had in years. Sex had always been high on my agenda, but I hadn’t had sex with someone I felt so attuned to in quite a while.
What’s more, nobody had ever taken me on a balcony before, so Holly was winning hands-down.
I put my mouth beside Holly’s ear, my breath wispy. “If you’re going to fuck me, just do it,” I said.
She didn’t need a second invitation.
As her fingers began moving back and forth, my mouth dropped open but the December air that coated my throat felt warm and inviting. I threw my arms around Holly’s neck and opened my legs, welcoming her in, encouraging her to go further.
She shifted as close as she could get and slid her tongue into my mouth as she went deeper.
I clung on for the ride of my life as our bodies melded into one.
She ramped up her festive charm offensive, slipping and sliding all around me, over me, inside me — I loved being in her orbit. With every second that passed, we grew more urgent, Holly with laser-like focus, mine more hazy as the thunder in my body built. She hit my G-spot and I groaned into her mouth, before flinging my head backwards.
In return, I heard her grin.
I began seeing stars and wasn’t sure if they were fake or real. I was on the edge, staring at the universe, shouting out its name. Or it could well have been Holly’s name. I was wrapped around her, pressing into her. Holly was everything I asked for on my Christmas list and way more besides.
I was so close, then Holly put her mouth beside my ear. “Come for me, or you’ll be on the naughty list,” she said.
My muscles spasmed, and I dug my fingers into Holly’s neck while she swiped her thumb back and forth.
I did as I was told, coming in a hot rush all over her fingers, shouting into the darkness for all I was worth.
But Holly didn’t let up and within seconds I was coming again, shouting again, feeling wild abandon cascading from my very core.
Holly kissed my neck, my ear, my hair, my mouth. Every connection made me jolt, my nerves on high alert to this emotional tour de force. She held me close while I steadied my breath, my arms flung around her neck, clinging to my anchor. When I leaned back and found her gaze, we were both grinning like idiots.
I kissed Holly hard, wanting to show her everything I was feeling. But even I knew that was hard to sum up in one kiss. I was still flying and I wanted to take Holly with me too.
I reached for her zip, but she caught my hand and held on to it. I pulled back, searching her eyes with mine.
Holly just smiled a lazy smile as she extracted her hand from me.
