Page 81 of Mistletoe Mischief

Pike’s dick twitched at her plea, and he obliged, squeezing her until she gasped, “Enough.” Learning her threshold, he nipped at her nipple, and she bucked on his lap. The fact that Ryler wasn’t afraid to tell him what she wanted made her all that much hotter, and he wanted to push her to her limits to find out exactly what pressed all her buttons and make her scream his name.

Pike released her breast and flipped her onto her back, sliding off the bed to stand at the end of it. He reached for her pants, but she pushed his hands away, slipping to her knees in front of him. To Pike’s utter shock and anticipation, Ryler grabbed his belt, pulling it through the loops and working his jeans open. When she pushed his jeans and his underwear past his hips to his knees, his cock sprang forth, bobbing inches from her face.

Fuck, he liked her down there, staring at his cock like it was a lollipop she couldn’t wait to lick. Her hand wrapped around his length and traveled upward and over the head, his breath caught when she glided her thumb across the tip. Pike threw his head back, eyes closing, losing himself in the feel of her touch.

When her mouth closed over the tip, he cradled her head in both hands as she lapped at him with that eager tongue. Fuck, he wanted her to take more of him. To thrust deeper. He wanted to sink all the way in until he hit the back of her throat and felt the muscles spasm around the head of his dick. But he held himself back. He kept a tight rein on his control. Her tongue massaged his shaft as he pulled back out, and her mouth came off him with a pop.

“If I do something you don’t like,” he said, stroking his thumb over her cheek, “tap my hip twice.”

Ryler laughed. “So don’t bite down?”

Pike spluttered. “Keep talking like that, and he’s gonna go away.”

“We wouldn’t want that,” Ryler said, cupping his balls, rolling the orbs in her hand.

“Hmmm, fuck.”

“Although a little bit of teeth might make you nervous, I like it,” she said, running her tongue over his balls, before looking up at him with luminous eyes. “You’re not gonna break me, and I swear, if you do something I’m not into, I won’t hesitate to say something.”

Oh, that was the wrong thing to say.

Pike’s fingers dug in slightly behind her ears, and he pulled her back to his cock, pressing against those full lips until she opened them over his head. Her mouth widened as he thrust inside, her lips closing over him as he pumped in and out. His length disappeared when he pushed all the way in, biting his lip as her fingernails dug into his ass and she met his motions, making guttural moans that vibrated against his tip, traveling up his dick to his balls. They tightened with happiness at the sensation, and he wanted to feel it again and again.

Pike usually let a woman set the pace at first, but with Ryler, he wanted everything at once in case this was their only time together. He’d been dreaming about her mouth for days, those dick-sucking lips wrapped around him, making him melt. That sweet little tongue swirling his length. Ryler pressed all the way down on him, and he felt the back of her throat convulse against his tip, nearly undoing him, and he pulled out of her mouth with a shudder.

“Fuck me,” he said, breathing hard as he stroked her cheek. “You’re fucking perfection.”

“Thank you,” she said, licking his tip once more, making a big show of her tongue gliding over his flesh, and he couldn’t take it anymore. Picking her up by the armpits, he tossed her onto the bed. Kicking off his pants and underwear, shoes and socks, stripping madly, until he was completely nude, Pike was extremely aware of her watching him from her prone position.

“Take your fucking shoes off,” he growled.

Ryler didn’t hesitate, unlacing the boots and dropping them off the side of the bed. When she didn’t move fast enough for him, Pike took her by the ankles and tugged her closer. He removed her socks, rolling them down her feet and tossing them aside. Pike grabbed the button of her jeans and flicked it open, working the zipper down next until they were loose enough to remove. Pike yanked them all the way off, tossing them across the room, taking her panties with them. Without giving her a moment to catch her breath, he dragged her to the end of the bed and dived between her legs with his mouth covering her sweet pussy with his lips. His fingers spread her open, his tongue finding her clit and flicking it rapidly before nipping at her labia. Pike had always enjoyed going down on a woman, listening to her likes and dislikes, what made her tick, but with Ryler, he was driven by a desperate need to possess her. To absorb everything about her. Listening to her sweet cries as he curled his fingers inside her, rubbing at the rough skin just inside her pussy. He circled her G-spot as his lips closed over her clit, sucking it into his mouth with reverence and heat.

“Holy fuck, yes, please, so good!” Ryler cried out, a prelude to her body convulsing under his mouth, the sweet taste of her come on his lips, his tongue slurping up every bit of her pleasure.

“Pike,” she breathed out, her voice trembling. “That was …”

He grinned when she didn’t finish, obviously at a loss for words. If Ryler thought he wasn’t going to give her his absolute fucking best and leave her walking away from this bed with wobbly knees, she’d underestimated him. Just because she’d come didn’t mean he was done.

Pike didn’t stop licking and kissing her until she finally sighed, her body going limp under his mouth.

“Fuck, that was so much better than my dream.”

Pike stopped, his eyes rolling up to meet hers, which were wide, and he realized she hadn’t meant to say that out loud.

Oh, this was going to be so much fun.

Chapter Twenty-four

Ryler froze, realizing a second too late what she had said. How could she have been so stupid, so lax? Pike latched on to her face with curious eyes, watching her with a small smile from between her legs.

“What dream was that?” he murmured, his hot breath rushing over her sensitive flesh, and she shuddered.

“Nothing, it was just an idle thought,” she said.

“Are you sure?” he teased. “I’m beginning to think those weren’t ice cream noises earlier.”

“No, those were definitely ice cream noises,” she said.