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Chapter5
Livvie
There werefew things I loved more than giving Gareth head.Just like my pussy was his favorite thing to put in his mouth, his thick cock was mine.I loved the throbbing vein that ran up its side, giving my tongue a path to follow to the mushroom-capped end.I loved dipping the tip of my tongue into the small slit at the top, lapping up his sweet-tasting come.
Most of all, I loved how dirty it made me feel to pull his entire length into mouth, sucking him as far down my throat as I could.The way the bristles of his man bush tickled my nose.His musky scent.I loved being on my knees in front of him, giving this to him.Making him shudder beneath my touch.Sucking Gareth’s cock, I understood just how much power I had.I bobbed up and down his entire length, saliva building in my mouth, and dripping down the sides of his cock.The wetter I made him, the wetter I became.My own juices coated the barely there panties I wore, along with my inner thighs.I glanced up at Gareth, who stared down at me beneath half-closed eyes, and locked gazes with him.
His hands remained fisted at his sides and his forearm muscles shifted, as though he fought the urge to touch me.Tears filled my eyes and spilled down my cheeks, as I held my breath to swallow him further down.I pulled up, leaving a string of spit between my lips and his cock, so I could take a breath.
“Fuck, Livvie, you’re so goddamn beautiful like that.On your knees.Mascara smeared.Your lips glistening and red,” Gareth said, a note of awe in his tone.His expression shifted, hardened just the slightest.Enough to send a flutter of need coursing through me and making me even wetter.“Swallow me down, and this time, don’t stop until you drink every last drop of come I give you.”
My whole body quaked in anticipation at his command.My mouth watered.His sweet flavored seed was one of my favorites.I fisted the base of Gareth’s cock, took a deep breath, and lowered my head, once again taking him in.My hand and lips worked together to tease and seduce.I slid my fingers down to cradle his sac, gently playing and kneading as I took him deep.My throat opened, and he butted against the back of it before sliding down.
His breathing grew ragged, and his thighs tensed beneath my forearms.Gareth’s sac tightened, giving me my only warning before he erupted in my mouth.His groan echoed around me.I swallowed again and again, doing exactly what he’d demanded—drinking every drop of his come.When I had my fill, I raised up, drawing a deep breath, and used my thumb to wipe off a stray bit of seed still clinging to the corner of my mouth.
Gareth leaned forward, grabbed the back of my neck, and slammed his lips down on mine.His tongue lashed inside as he lapped up his own seed, tasting himself.A small orgasm hit me, and a slight shudder sent goosebumps down my arms and a shiver down my spine.He drew back and stared into my eyes.
“Did you just come, little elf?”he asked, his voice rough and gravelly.
“I’m sorry, Sir, I couldn’t help myself.You taste so good.”I pouted for effort.
Gareth smirked.“In the spirit of the season, I’ll let it pass.You did wish for several tonight, did you not?”
I bounced a little, excitedly, my tits dancing up and down with me, drawing his attention before his gaze returned to mine.He claimed my lips again, just as fiercely as moments ago, ramping up the passion that had only slightly dimmed.A lot of men, I’d heard, didn’t like to taste their own come.Not my husband.He sipped from my mouth, drawing out his own flavor.He especially liked tasting us together.
Without his lips leaving mine, Gareth’s hands slid under my arms, and he pulled me up onto my feet and then toward him, forcing me to either fall against him or climb into his lap.I straddled his hips and rocked my pelvis over his still-hard cock.The friction against my clit caused another shiver.
I rubbed my sensitive breasts over his chest, increasing the throbbing need between my legs at the center of my core.I rolled my hips several more times.A stinging pain to my ass cheek made me yelp, and I pulled my head back.
Gareth raised a brow.“Your next orgasm is mine.”
I bit downon the inside of my cheek to stop whining words from spilling out.Orgasms were my goal.I wouldn’t put it past my husband to torture me, even on Christmas.Instead, I meekly nodded.“Yes, Sir.”
He chuckled.“Timidity doesn’t suit you, Livvie, love.”
A cheeky grin was my reply.A grin that was quickly smothered by more kissing.Gareth had always been an amazing kisser.He teased just enough before knowing when to deepen it.His strong, warm hands grasped my ass cheeks, squeezing them and then soothing the ache with a gentle touch.He alternated rough handling with tenderness and pulled me tighter against him.
The heat from his cock warmed my pussy, and I easily glided up and down his thickness, aided by the wetness he drew from me.From behind, his fingers found my slit.He merely slid the string of my panties over with one hand and teased my entrance, dipping the tip of a digit from his other inside it.I gasped against his lips, which quickly turned into a soft moan at the feel of him sinking it into my opening.
It wasn’t enough, though, and without words, I begged for more by pushing downward against that finger.Gareth smacked my ass for my effort, then soothed the sting away.He nibbled at my lips, as though still trying to taste himself on me.I couldn’t take it any longer.
“Please, Sir, make me come,” I finally pleaded.
He took pity on me.“Raise up.”
I quickly complied, and Gareth fisted his cock, lining it up with my pussy.The second he did, I slid down, impaling myself on it.I sucked in a breath.He reached so far inside me there were occasions that it caused the slightest twinge of pain.A pain that quickly morphed into pleasure.Just like this time.He was fully seated inside me.
“Ride me, little one,” he told me.
It was the only incentive I needed.Up and down I bounced, a slow and steady pace at first to get used to the fullness.With palms braced on Gareth’s chest, I leveraged myself, rising and falling on his iron hard cock, my hips rolling to generate friction to my clit.His hands palmed my needy breasts before pulling the fabric covering one aside and leaning up to cover it with his mouth.
The dual sensation created a firestorm inside me, and my hips rocked faster, sending him deeper.Unless I wanted to dislodge his lips from around my rigid nipple, I could only move in small increments.Not until Gareth was finished with his tasting.It didn’t matter, because the pleasure shot straight to my pussy.My eyes drifted closed.
Frustration built, because I wanted nothing more than to move up and down his cock, feeling the glide of him sliding in and nearly out before pushing deep again.I whimpered with a plea.
“Please,” I begged, choking out the word into his ear.
“Please, what?”Gareth mumbled around my breast.
