Seduced by Santa(11)

“Fuck, that’s hot.”

She bit back a moan as he moved lower. He blew a cool breath over her pussy lips and she flinched, the moan escaping around her clenched teeth. He chuckled, the sound dirty and decadent. Then he licked.

His tongue slid along her in a long wet glide of sensation until he found her clit. A rumble in the back of his throat vibrated against her as he wrapped his lips around the tiny bundle of flesh and sucked.

She whimpered, reaching up to grab at something, anything, to ground herself. Fuck. He knew how to use his tongue. Flicking across her clit in a rapid tattoo, then sucking, he caused starbursts to explode behind her closed eyelids as he drove her toward climax in a hell-borne ride. He didn’t let up, alternating long licks that rasped against her sensitive flesh with hard suckles until her hips bucked. The moans that spilled from her lips were closer to pleas for more. Definitely for more.

Heat filled her, careening into every pleasure cell until she felt his touch through her entire body. Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, he moved. Pulled away to sit up, leaving her panting and ready to scream on the rug in front of him.

No way.

Disbelief and frustration rolled through her as she just looked at him. He couldn’t do this…couldn’t leave her like this.

But his face was a hard mask, eyes glittering with heat and desire as he swept a glance over her reclining body. Snatching at his belt buckle, he undid his pants with a shaking hand, sitting on the edge of the sofa and shoving them over his hips with speed borne of haste and need.

His cock sprang free, the thick length slapping against his flat stomach as he kicked his pants off. Wide and flushed, it stood proud, proclaiming his masculinity. Candy caught her breath. A small bead of pre-cum welled up on the tip, glistening in the firelight. Tempting her to lick it off.

Before she could, he reached down and removed his wallet from his pants pocket, flipping it open and extracting a silver packet from within. She blinked and smiled, amused that he was so prepared but grateful they didn’t have to have the whole ‘are you protected?’ conversation.

“On your hands and knees,” he ordered as he ripped the packet open and sheathed himself with a speed that betrayed his need.

Anticipation fought the tremble that shuddered through her body as she scrambled to do as she was told. Screw being graceful, enticing him with the seductive allure of her movements; she wanted that thick, hard length inside her…filling her over and over again. Now. Yesterday.

The heat from the fire bathed her, warming her face and shoulders as she got into position for him. Her hands curled into the softness of the rug as she parted her thighs wide. Thrusting her ass in the air, she watched as he slid to his knees behind her.

“God…you look amazing like that,” he whispered as his hand smoothed over her hips, pushing down on the small of her back to angle her hips even more. He slid the fingers of his free hand between her lower lips and tested her readiness. They slipped against the slick wetness, circling her clit again until she moaned and thrust back against him.

She bit her lip again. God that felt so good.

He moved, thrusting a thick finger deep into her pussy, and she almost came apart there and then. A long, liquid moan welled up from the depths of her soul as he finger-fucked her, thrusting in and out, a second finger joining the first as his thumb circled her clit.

She thought he’d driven her mad before, but that was nothing compared to this. Especially when he pressed deep, curled his fingers down and behind her pelvis to seek the small spot hidden along the slick walls within. He found it, stroked again and again until her release roared up, threatening to overwhelm her.

“Not yet, sweetheart. Hold on for me. I want to be inside you when you come,” he whispered in her ear. The words stopped her howl of frustration as he pulled away again. She’d been so close.

“If you weren’t so sexy, I’d kill you for that,” she promised between pants, and then gasped when his hair-roughened thighs rubbed against hers as he got into position behind her.

The thick head of his cock slid down between her slick lips, rubbing over her clit before he pulled back up and pressed against the entrance to her pussy.

They both groaned, the masculine and feminine sounds mingling as her body gave, parting to accommodate him. The broad head of his cock slipped into her pussy. She whimpered at the sensation, her cunt clenching around the invasion, savouring the slight burning pleasure.

He pressed forward, sliding into her wetness inch by slow inch until he’d filled her completely. She held her breath. He was big, so big that she felt stuffed, fuller than she’d ever felt before. Her instincts warned against moving. Warned that he was too large, too thick…