Page 8 of Say Merry Christmas, Boss

“Shhhh, let me look at you,” his voice soothed my nerves, “you look so fucking sweet on your knees for me.”

I blushed from my hairline to my toes.

He took slow steps backwards, his eyes never leaving mine, and sat down on the plush couch. His legs splayed wide, hands on his knees. He was so fucking hot, I thought I might die if he didn’t let me do something, anything to alleviate the tension.

“I’m going to tell you exactly what I want,” he licked his lips, “think you can keep up?”

I nodded eagerly, waiting for him to command me. I wanted to be used, and God I wanted him to make me feel…otherworldly.

“Take off those tights,” he commanded, and I did. Slowly I stripped them off my hips, sliding them down my thighs and standing to pull them completely off, one foot at a time. He sat back, his erection straining against his crimson slacks.

“Good girl, back on your knees for me, Little Elf,” he crooned.

I rolled my eyes, and took a deep breath as I slowly lowered to my knees, he was checking all the boxes and we had barely started.

“Now, crawl to me.”

I sucked in a breath and crawled, making sure to exaggerate my hip movements. Lengthening my legs and stretching my arms out. He groaned in approval and rubbed his hand over his cock.

“Beg, my little whore,” he smirked when I got close enough to place my hands on his knees. I sat back on my bare feet and did as he asked.

“I want to taste you, Boss.” I whimpered out, God, I was so ready to have him in my mouth. “Please,” I added.

He unbuttoned his pants, and agonizingly slowly moved the zipper down. His eyes drilled into my head, I could feel the heat of his stare without looking.

“No. I think you can do better.”

I snapped my face up to his.

“Please? Please, Boss, I want to feel your cock in my mouth. I need to taste your cum on my tongue.” I pleaded, I was so horny, and I wanted to make him feel good.

He cupped my chin with his other hand and ran his thumb over my lips. I licked his calloused finger and he chuckled.

“Eagerness suits you.”

“Please, boss.”

He pulled himself from his boxers, and mystarsI think it was the prettiest fucking dick I had ever seen. Smooth skin with veins that ran up his sizable length, to a perfectly rounded tip that had a shiny dollop of precum just waiting for me to lick.

I wanted to know what he tasted like, he smelled incredible. Like sin, desires, and spice.

His fingers gripped my chin and tipped my face up, making my eyes flutter to his.

“Make it sloppy, Little Elf,” he leaned down to ghost his mouth against mine, “I want everything you’ve got to give.”

His hand moved to the back of my head and he shoved my mouth down around his cock without warning. I felt a rush of arousal pool in my Christmas thong, as the tip of his perfect length hit the back of my throat. I moaned around him, eyes shutting at the feeling of being sohandled.

Spit pooled around the base of him as he held me there, waiting for me to gag or give up. I wouldn’t do either, instead I made a noise of approval and relaxed my throat. He groaned at my admission of him and released my head so I could gulp down air. Stringy spit connected us and it was arguably the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Nice and messy, just like he wanted.

I licked him from balls to tip, using my hands to rub and squeeze the smooth skin of his sack. He groaned and his head fell back against the couch. I returned to his cock and bobbed, hollowing out my cheeks and sucking, the sounds I made were new to me, but in the most erotic way possible.

His hand threaded through my hair as I used my spit to work his balls while I used my mouth to tease the tip of his cock.

“Touch yourself while you enjoy my cock, you filthy fucking whore,“ our eyes connected at his words and I did as he asked, using the hand I’d had wrapped around the base of him to run through my cunt. I was so fucking wet.

Sucking sounds came from my panties as I worked my clit and fucked my fingers. I was so horny I felt like I could combust right there, on the floor between his legs.

“Listen to the sounds your body makes for me,” he smoothed my hair before shoving my head down again. “I can’t wait to slide my fucking cock into your wet pussy.”

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