feeling the heat of it, the desire it sent spreading through both of them.
She rubbed her clit harder, the circles her fingers made growing faster and more intense, matching the rhythm of the stick of candy she thrust in herself below. “ Mmm ,”
she sighed, her pleasure rising, rising.
“Oh yeah, baby. Get yourself off for me. Be my naughty girl.” Simon’s voice was a low rasp.
Which made her rub herself even harder, quicker. “Mmm, yes,” she heard herself purr. “ Yesss .” So close, so close. Get there , get there , come for him .
And just when she began to worry that her fears might come true, that she might not be able to make herself climax—she reached that glorious threshold, that few seconds where she knew she was safe, the orgasm was coming, a heartbeat away.
And then it washed through her, hard , hard , hard , in waves of jolting heat that made her clench her teeth and cry out—again, again.
51
Lacey Alexander
When the waves settled and she came back to herself, she was acutely aware that she was sitting before Simon with a candy cane in her vagina and her fingers wet with her own juices. Now that she’d come, would this all still seem okay?
She met his eyes, wondering if her fear showed as she waited—for his reaction, and for hers .
“You,” he began, almost seeming at a loss for words, “are so fucking incredible.”
Her chest heaved slightly with her renewed nervousness. “I am?”
He tilted his head, looking as if she were crazy to ask. “Oh, baby ,” he said. “Come to me. Come to me and let me show you how incredible you are.”
And that’s when Emily knew. It was still all right. She was still excited, even after the orgasm had faded. And she was going to go to him, all right. Only…
“No,” she said softly, getting to her feet, clutching the freshly extracted candy cane in her hand even as she rounded the coffee table. “There’s still more I want to show you , give you . More of my gift to you.”
She saw more than heard his sigh as she abandoned the candy on the table, then dropped to her knees between his legs, firmly parting them.
She gazed up at his handsome face. “I want to take you to heaven, Simon.” Then she ran the flat of her palm up over the stiff erection making a clear tent in his pants, for the first time fully enjoying how hard he was, how big, and that it was all for her. She wanted it.
She wasted no time undoing the drawstring of his pants, pulling them loose, then pulling them down, along with his white boxer briefs. And— oh ! Talk about incredible .
He was incredible. She’d never felt such a response to seeing his big, beautiful cock before, but now the mere vision of it ricocheted all through her.
Pulling in her breath, she leaned low, near enough to kiss it, then gazed up at him.
His voice sounded a little choked. “Baby, are you gonna…? Finally?”
“Yes,” she whispered, then licked a long path from the base of his shaft to the tip.
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Unwrapped
He shuddered, and she loved it—but loved even more knowing that she was going to give him what he’d waited for so long. Although she felt the need to say, “I may not be any good at it.”
He let out a cynical laugh, as if she were nuts, and his eyes looked glassy as he peered down at her. “You can ’ t be bad at it, honey. It’s not possible. You’re going to be perfect .”
The words echoed through her, giving her the courage she needed, and God knew that the desire was suddenly there, suddenly urging her to go down on him, so she didn’t hesitate any longer. Taking his cock firmly in her grasp, she swirled her tongue sensually around the head, licking away the moisture there, then she lowered her mouth over him.
Her first thought was— how do people do this ? It felt immeasurably huge filling her mouth. But her second, more pleasant thought was— oh God , I like it .
She liked the hot, thready moans that wafted down over her, she liked the feel of such
She rubbed her clit harder, the circles her fingers made growing faster and more intense, matching the rhythm of the stick of candy she thrust in herself below. “ Mmm ,”
she sighed, her pleasure rising, rising.
“Oh yeah, baby. Get yourself off for me. Be my naughty girl.” Simon’s voice was a low rasp.
Which made her rub herself even harder, quicker. “Mmm, yes,” she heard herself purr. “ Yesss .” So close, so close. Get there , get there , come for him .
And just when she began to worry that her fears might come true, that she might not be able to make herself climax—she reached that glorious threshold, that few seconds where she knew she was safe, the orgasm was coming, a heartbeat away.
And then it washed through her, hard , hard , hard , in waves of jolting heat that made her clench her teeth and cry out—again, again.
51
Lacey Alexander
When the waves settled and she came back to herself, she was acutely aware that she was sitting before Simon with a candy cane in her vagina and her fingers wet with her own juices. Now that she’d come, would this all still seem okay?
She met his eyes, wondering if her fear showed as she waited—for his reaction, and for hers .
“You,” he began, almost seeming at a loss for words, “are so fucking incredible.”
Her chest heaved slightly with her renewed nervousness. “I am?”
He tilted his head, looking as if she were crazy to ask. “Oh, baby ,” he said. “Come to me. Come to me and let me show you how incredible you are.”
And that’s when Emily knew. It was still all right. She was still excited, even after the orgasm had faded. And she was going to go to him, all right. Only…
“No,” she said softly, getting to her feet, clutching the freshly extracted candy cane in her hand even as she rounded the coffee table. “There’s still more I want to show you , give you . More of my gift to you.”
She saw more than heard his sigh as she abandoned the candy on the table, then dropped to her knees between his legs, firmly parting them.
She gazed up at his handsome face. “I want to take you to heaven, Simon.” Then she ran the flat of her palm up over the stiff erection making a clear tent in his pants, for the first time fully enjoying how hard he was, how big, and that it was all for her. She wanted it.
She wasted no time undoing the drawstring of his pants, pulling them loose, then pulling them down, along with his white boxer briefs. And— oh ! Talk about incredible .
He was incredible. She’d never felt such a response to seeing his big, beautiful cock before, but now the mere vision of it ricocheted all through her.
Pulling in her breath, she leaned low, near enough to kiss it, then gazed up at him.
His voice sounded a little choked. “Baby, are you gonna…? Finally?”
“Yes,” she whispered, then licked a long path from the base of his shaft to the tip.
52
Unwrapped
He shuddered, and she loved it—but loved even more knowing that she was going to give him what he’d waited for so long. Although she felt the need to say, “I may not be any good at it.”
He let out a cynical laugh, as if she were nuts, and his eyes looked glassy as he peered down at her. “You can ’ t be bad at it, honey. It’s not possible. You’re going to be perfect .”
The words echoed through her, giving her the courage she needed, and God knew that the desire was suddenly there, suddenly urging her to go down on him, so she didn’t hesitate any longer. Taking his cock firmly in her grasp, she swirled her tongue sensually around the head, licking away the moisture there, then she lowered her mouth over him.
Her first thought was— how do people do this ? It felt immeasurably huge filling her mouth. But her second, more pleasant thought was— oh God , I like it .
She liked the hot, thready moans that wafted down over her, she liked the feel of such
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