Page 97 of The Parkers' Handsome Holiday
“Fuck,” he growled again, this time more forcefully.
Then he started fucking my mouth. I stared into his eyes the whole time and held my tongue to the base of his shaft. I pulled my lips over my teeth as he quickened his pace, fucking my throat hard and fast.
He pulled out suddenly.
I reached for him, but he stepped away. “Come back,” I said playfully, licking my lips.
“No, woman. You’ll have me blowing my load too soon.”
“I want to taste you.”
“No,” he said. His tone was commanding. And really, really sexy.
I bit my bottom lip. “What do you want me to do?”
“Take your panties off,” he said.
I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my black thong and slowly pulled it down. As I worked it down my thighs, I put my back to him so that when I bent over, he got a nice good look at my pussy. I stayed bent over, rolled my hips for him, and straightened slowly, drawing my hair over my shoulder and running my fingers through it as I licked my lips. “Is this what you wanted?” I cooed.
Apparently, Cal was not a man who could stand to be teased all that much. He grabbed my hips and turned me around so that I was facing him again. Then he picked me up, carried me up a few stairs, and set me down on my ass.
“What are you doing?” I asked, a giggle leaving me.
He put his hands on my knees and pulled them apart. “What I’ve been thinking about doing for a long fucking time. Lay back.”
I laid all the way back until my shoulder blades hit the stairs. I rolled them to get comfy and watched as Cal settled between my legs. He looked up at me as I peered down at him. A smile curled the one corner of his mouth, and there was that one dimple of his.
My pussy ached as he inched closer and closer. Then his tongue flicked out, and he ran it over my clit.
The pleasure was almost unbearable.
I was so sensitive, I couldn’t even believe it. Little shocks rushed through my body every time he rolled his tongue over my clit. Then, right when I thought it was all too much, he would move to the side and work his way down, around, and back up again.
I was breathless in seconds.
When he slid a finger inside me, I moaned uncontrollably. There was no holding back this time. He slid another finger inside as his tongue licked and rolled. I gripped the edge of the stair I sat upon and squeezed my eyes closed as the wave of my orgasm approached.
I was so close.
“Oh God,” I breathed. “Yes.”
“Don’t come yet,” he mumbled between my legs.
“I can’t hold it,” I whimpered.
“Yes, you can.”
He thrust his fingers upward. My whole body strained against the release as I fought to keep it at bay. I was fighting a losing battle. “Cal!”
My scream did him in, too. He sucked my clit hard, and I came wildly. I bucked beneath him, and my toes curled. Cal smiled into my pussy and kept on sucking and working his fingers in and out of me.
When I was done and somewhat recovered, he kissed the inside of my thighs before straightening up. “You’re so fucking sexy,” he growled.
I arched my back as he slid his hand under me and held me up to kiss me. His cock rested right on top of my pussy. I rolled my hips until his tip settled in my wetness.
He bit my bottom lip. “No.”
“Please, fuck me.”
