Page 8 of Naughty

Once more, I stop and hold still. Her body bows up as an exasperated shriek fills the air. I smile against her. Fudge, I should have started with this earlier.

“Who do you work for?”

“I can’t tell you,” she whines, her hips quivering as she strains against the bonds.”

“Can’t, or won’t?”

I give her clit another swipe with my tongue, and she shudders.

“I can’t! I really can’t!”

Frowning, I pull my fingers out, ignoring her cries. It takes just a moment for me to wash up and come back over to where her head lays.

“Yes, you can. You’re just being stubborn.”

Her eyes are frantic, as her mouth moves with no sound. Rolling my eyes, I unzip my pants and moan in relief at the cool air swirling around my cock. I fist it in my hands and pump a few times, just to take the edge off.

“Don’t lie to me, elf. I’m tired of you lying to me.”

“I swear. I swear, Father Christmas, I’m not lying.”

Smirking, I rest the head of my cock against her lips.

“I guess we’ll find out soon enough. Open.”

Her brows furrow in confusion, and I swear my dick pulses just a bit more.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never done this either.”

Noel shakes her head, her innocent gestures dragging my head across her lush mouth.

“Holly bells, Noel,” I grit out. “Don’t do that again, or you’ll ruin everything. Now, open.”

Eyes wide, she eases her lips open. She looks at me with such trust that it guts me for a moment. Pushing in, I try to go slow, to give her time to adjust to the invasion. Her tongue snakes out to caress my head, and I lose it. Driving in a little further, I stop before I can get to her throat. It’s not nearly enough, but it will have to do for now. She swallows, constricting her mouth around me for a brief moment, and I see stars.

I tease it in a little more, shocked when she takes me deep into her throat. Holy licorice whips! Not even a hint of gagging. I stare down at this morsel, her mouth sucking me in like it’s nothing. I don’t doubt she’s being honest about this being her first time: her hesitating movements show her inexperience. But the fact that she can deep throat?

Groaning, I grip the table and rock in and out of her mouth. I’m not going to be able to last much longer. Pulling out, I glare down at Noel.

“You can’t tell me who sent you?”

Again, her head shakes, and I’m filled with rage. Why can’t she just be fudging honest? I slam back into her mouth until my balls tickle her nose. Her moans vibrate my dick, sending sparks up my spine. Pulling out again, I shoot off into her mouth, ignoring her squeals as I pump load after load into her.

My knees shake as I ease out and hold her mouth shut. Her head shakes about in frantic motions, but I don't let up. Not until she’s swallowed all her punishment. After a few moments, I let go, fully expecting a tongue lashing for how vile I taste. Instead, she arches her head up and sucks my softening dick into her mouth. Her agile tongue dips and swipes, ensuring she gets every drop.

Though I groan at her ministrations, a chill goes through my body. Now I understand exactly how Asmon felt when punishing Caitlin. Forcing myself from her body, I stare at Noel. The way she keeps eyeing my dick isn’t someone who just had a mouth full of retribution. The moment her wide eyes turn to me, I can’t help but fall just a little more into those deep, rich pools.

“If I knew it was that good, I wouldn’t have waited!”

“It was that good?”

She looks back down at my cock, small whimpers of longing coming from her.

“It’s like peppermint hot chocolate. The kind my sister used to make.”

Blood drains from my face. Even with the icy tendrils of dread creeping into my heart, her desire makes me twitch and start hardening again. Her eyes shimmer with excitement, but my heart just plummets. If she’s really telling the truth, then who in the holly jolly is trying to mess up Christmas?

Reaching out, I put her back to sleep. I need to think, and I can’t do that with her lips robbing me of my soul. Taking care, I unlatch her legs and lay them straight, smiling as her bells jingle.