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She mewls, raking her nails down my biceps. Christ, do I love her claws—it’s like catnip for the aggressor in me. “Fuck yeah! Mark me up.”
Wanting to get her off so I can go back to worshiping her precious pink pearl, I incorporate the same hip movements we used in our sensual dance, rolling and pumping into her. I swallow her moans, my tongue tangling with hers, dancing in the same provocative way.
Josephine’s climax shudders through her and into me. It’s enough to make me go buck wild, but I’m not ready to blow my load—not yet. I want to pleasure her more before getting my fill.
While she’s still in the throes of her orgasm, I slip out of her honey pot. She whimpers helplessly as I slide down her body. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll come back.”
Using the broad side of my tongue, I lick her clean from the entrance of her snatch to the tip of her clit, loving the heady taste of her arousal mixed with mine—both sweet and bitter. Why I haven’t done this before is beyond me, but I sure as fuck will do it again. With the musky scent of her juices tangled with my own, I’ve discovered a new favorite scent. It has me drooling as I lap her up.
I attack her swollen clit with my tongue barbell, flicking frenziedly at the little nub coaxed out from under its hood. Josephine squeals with pleasure, her body, trying to escape the intense pleasure I’m giving her. I chase her a foot up the bed before I get a good hold of her hips, anchoring her to the mattress and under my control. She’ll take everything I’m giving her. I want her flooded with satisfaction.
Like a glutton, I gorge myself, shamelessly taking my fill of her, worshipping her at her altar.
Josephine bows off the bed, her neck arched back in a long column of creamy skin. I watch as her fingers fist tighter in the sheets with each flick of my tongue. Her silky thighs shake violently around my shoulders.
I double my efforts, sucking her pearl into my mouth. Josephine squirts with a scream. I hurry to suck her all down, groaning with a growing need to take her into Nirvana with me. My hips hump the bed shamelessly, my dick begging for relief.
With her last aftershock leaving her and my greedy mouth swallowing her down, I sit back on my heels, grab her by the hips, and flip her on all fours. I ruck up the little Santa skirt and smack her perfect peach with my palm. The difference between her smooth skin under my calloused hands adds a whole other level of sensation. I rub in the burn, listening to her beg me for more. I do it twice more before I can barely control myself from releasing on the sheets.
I need to be inside her. Need her clutching around my stiff cock as we both climax.
The adorable Santa hat she’s wearing needs to go because I plan to have my fingers in her ashen–brown hair for what I have planned. I snag the hat off her head and place it on my own. Oh, I’m her Santa tonight—bringing her gifts in the form of big O’s.
My fingers fist her hair into a rope, pulling her back as I fill her up from behind. “Fuck, Pixie,” I say on a strangled cry.
“Maceo,” Josephine whimpers. “Take me hard.”
I’m barely holding on as is, and she throws around dangerous words like that?! I pump firmly into her, trying my best not to be too rough. “Baby, the babies…”
Josephine moans loudly as I pull her hair, revealing her ballerina neck to me. I bend over her, sucking on the slender column of skin where her pulse pumps intensely.
“Oh, God! Maceo, fuck me. Please, fuck me.”
There’s only so much a man can take. My hands take her hips and drive into her again and again. The tilt of my hips makes it so my frenum piercing hits right in her G-spot perfectly. The force of my thrusts has my balls slapping against her, hitting her clit, and making her keen loudly.
Dear Lord, this is amazing.I’m panting like a dog, sweat beading over my feverish skin. My nuts tighten to the point of bursting.
“Let me feel you come.”
“I—I’m coming,” Josephine cries.
Her velvet snatch squeezes around my aching dick. I explode, roaring through my release. Ropes of my come shoot deep inside her. For a moment, I see stars as my cock kicks violently.
Winded, I wrap my arms around her to hold her up, my head resting between her narrow shoulder blades. I kiss her spine before pulling myself from her, turning her over, and laying a claiming kiss on her delicate lips.
When I find my voice, I say, “I didn’t see enough of my birthday present. You need to start the routine over.”
Josephine smiles, playing with the pompom on my Santa hat. “Only if you’ll join me.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way, Pixie.”
