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“I wish you had two mouths,” I complained, lifting a hand to my free breast, kneading. It wasn’t nearly as effective as his mouth.
“I’ll remind you of that later.” He replaced my hand with his, squeezing none too gently. Daniel skimmed my nipple, then bit down on the taught peak. I cried out in pain, but then he flattened his tongue, soothing the sting, and the pain blossomed into pleasure. He didn’t neglect my other breast, creating the same sensation with his stimulation.
There wasn’t an inch of me his hands and mouth didn’t touch. He teased me to the point I thought I was going to die from lack of what I needed so very badly. My body was so sensitive, even when he breathed on me, I felt it all over, like a tidal wave rolling from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet.
When he had worked his way down to my slippered feet, he knelt and cradled one foot in his hands. Pure adoration was on his face as he caressed it. He didn’t have to say anything—I could see that this meant as much to him as it did to me. Although I appreciated that he was taking his time, my desperation for him was reaching new heights. I wanted him to hurry the hell up.
He removed the first slipper. I saw a protector, a confidant, a best friend, a forever—everything—as he gazed up at me. I’d somehow figured out the combination to the vault that secured his secrets. It swung wide open, and he didn’t try to hide. The man at my feet loved me with every fiber of his being. He could have said the words, but they wouldn’t have had near the power of that look.
A soft smile touched his lips as he removed the other slipper. They were old and worn out, but he treated them as if they were fragile and rare, placing them carefully under the tree. He lavished affection on my toes, chipped polish and all, like he had all the time in the world, then licked and kissed his way up one leg, skipping the apex where I craved him most, and down the other. “Vivian, I will do as I please with you at my own pace. I have waited for months for this moment, and you will not rush me while I become better acquainted with you.”
I couldn’t argue with that. My heart expanded as I watched him savor me, tears pooling in my eyes. I hadn’t expected something spiritual to happen. Daniel made me feel alive when I’d thought I already was.
“When do I get to do the same?” I asked breathlessly.
He grinned up at me. “I love how eager you are for me. Don’t worry, you’ll get your present in due time.”
I let out an impatient breath and felt him smile against the soaked crotch of my panties. Daniel peeled the boy shorts all the way down my legs until they were off.
“I’m keeping those,” he informed me.
“Another pair for your collection?” I bit out. I was fucking jealous, and I didn’t like it at all.
“I’m starting one. I’ve never had a use for women’s underwear, but I want yours.”
Relief rushed through me as I relaxed into the covers. “If I find a secret stash at your place, there will be hell to pay, Mr. Elliott.”
I glared at him, half serious, and his smile broadened. “Vivian, why the fuck would I keep the underwear of women I have no desire to see again? I don’t need to collect trophies.”
It was torment of the most delicious variety as he kissed his way back down, this time going directly to my lower lips. His nose ran along the delicate skin and down the seam where I was more than ready for him. He inhaled deeply, almost looking drugged. This was intimate, but I didn’t feel shy with him.
“My Vivian,” he whispered before getting his first taste of me.
I shuddered. Daniel said something I couldn’t hear, but his eyes never left mine as his tongue plunged inside me, then ran circles around my clit. I reached for him, grabbing fistfuls of his dark hair, demanding that he not stop. Plunge. Circle. Suck. Three times he repeated this pattern before lifting his chin up.
“Come,” he commanded, and I did, tumbling into that euphoric space that transcended all else.
He didn’t stop, head buried between my thighs, whispering naughty things while making love to me with his mouth. I came again almost immediately, and he looked most pleased with himself, his chin shining.
When he licked his lips, I thought I’d lose it again. I held my breath as he crawled back up my body.
“My pussy tastes sweet.” His lips were on mine, his tongue spreading my flavor in my mouth.
I grabbed the hem of his T-shirt. Our lips parted only to get the garment off over his head. “Sit up. I want to see you,” I demanded.
He smirked, his tongue delving back into my mouth, the protest on my lips dying instantaneously. I ran my hands along his back, reveling in the feel of his hard muscle, memorizing the planes of his body. Goosebumps rose on his skin at my touch, and I smiled, pleased with the effect I had on him.
“I didn’t hear a please, Princess,” he needled, and I bit his bottom lip. “Close enough,” he conceded, rising onto his knees.
The Christmas tree provided enough light for me to see his sculpted upper body. I was tempted to applaud or whistle—maybe one day I would—but licking him seemed like a much better option. I took the opportunity to appreciate him, letting my hungry eyes rove over the muscles of his chest, down to his abdominals chiseled into eight tight sectors. His pajama bottoms were tented, and I abandoned my plan to run my tongue all over him for the moment.
“Stand up,” I commanded, mouthing a ‘please’ to go along with it.
He got to his feet. I wasted no time hooking my fingers into the waistband of the flannel pants, drawing them down, and revealing his erection. My eyes widened at his size. His cock tempted me, begging me to wrap my lips around it. I plunged, going for gold, gagging when the head hit the back of my throat.
“Jesus Christ, Vivian,” he cursed, yanking on my hair, holding me back. I looked up, worried I’d done something wrong. “Are you trying to unman me? Do that again, and I’ll come down your throat.”
I breathed a sigh of relief and darted my tongue out, circling the head. It was all I could reach with him holding me back. If I made him come this quickly, I didn’t know if I’d ever get my ego to deflate.
