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“You promise?” she asks, seeming so much bolder than she was before as she brings her palm down to cup me like she did on the couch. Feeling her hands on me, even through the denim, my cock pulses, and I ache to free myself and teach her how to please me, how to take me into her hot mouth and make me come.All in good time.
“I love it when you touch me, sugar,” I growl as I lean down and kiss her, guiding her back on the bed as I climb over her and hook a hand beneath her ass, shifting her until her head rests against the soft pillow. Then I hold myself over her, looking down into her face and loving the open invitation that is now overriding all her previous shyness.
“I’d like to touch you more,” she whispers, her hands sliding over my chest then dragging up and down my back.
“Soon. Do you remember what I promised you earlier?” I ask, working the hem of her sweater up her body, my fingers brushing against her skin. “About me peeling every stitch of clothing away from your body till you’re naked and ready for me?”
“Uh-huh.” She visibly swallows as she nods.
“Well, I’m going to get started on that promise right now.” She sucks in a breath as I push her sweater up to her shoulders and help her sit so I can lift it over her head. My eyes never leave her body, and once the sweater is on the floor, I pause and trace my knuckles over the swell of her glorious breasts, covered in a dark green bra with lace edging. I can feel her heart racing under my fingertips. “So beautiful.”
Wordlessly, she reaches for the clasp of her bra, but I stop her.
“Not yet, Sophia. It’ll come off, I promise. But not yet.”
“OK.” She relaxes her hands to her sides, and I run a finger down her softly rounded belly, to her unbuttoned jeans.
“I want to taste you so lie back,” I tell her.
“Taste me?” She gasps. “You mean, you want to…you want to….down there?”
My smile is slow as I nod, my hands already tugging at her jeans as she lies back again.
“Lift up for me, sugar,” I order, and she does, shimmying a little to help me get them off. I grin at her bare skin, remembering her panties still in my pocket. I eye her soft, creamy breasts that bounce a little every time she moves. “Christ, Sophia. You’re a fucking dream.”
“I could say the same about you,” she says, lying there, her back to the pillows, half reclined, but just enough that she can watch me as I go down on her.Good.I want her to watch.
“Spread your legs for me, sugar. Let me see how wet you are for me.”
“Oh. I’m not sure. Is that…is that something you really want to see?”
I press back on my knees and cup my hand around my still-throbbing dick to show her how much. “Oh yeah, I want to see it,” I assure her, taking her by the ankles as I guide her legs open then push her knees up before I lean in and slowly trail kisses along the insides of her creamy thighs.
“Jackson…” She squirms, her eyes on my head as I kiss my way down. I pause when I finally reach her core. Then I place one last kiss against the hollow of her thighs before I flick my tongue out and lick her swollen clit.Ambrosia.
I grin as Sophia nearly lifts off the bed. And before she can recover, I stroke her swollen, sensitive clit with my tongue, sucking and flicking at the tight bundle of nerves.
“Jackson, Jackson, Jackson.” She moans my name repeatedly, her hands fisting the bedspread.
I sweep my tongue through her seam then spear it into her wetness and tongue fuck her, tasting her sweetness like the greedy bastard I am. She tastes exactly how I imagined, heaven.
Her hips lift off the bed.
“Jackson, I think I’m going to come!” she forces out, her voice strangled, her breath coming out erratically. “Please, Jackson, I need to come.”
I replace my tongue with my fingers and drive them deeper into her wetness, my tongue returning to her clit as I urge her to let go.
Come for me. There’s no greater pleasure for me than watching her writhe.
“Jackkkkksooooon!!!!” With a loud gasp followed by a whimper, Sophia explodes all over my face, and I lap at her juices without letting go. She bucks and squirms, calling out my name over and over as she screams up at the heavens. “Holy shiiiiit!”
As the waves of her orgasm slowly fade, Sophia lies back against the pillows, her curls fanned out, their brilliant auburn a stark contrast to the white pillowcases. With one last kiss against her mound, I lift my head and find her lying there, limp and exhausted from her second orgasm of the evening.
“You look like a Christmas miracle,” I say as she smiles up at me, her face flushed coated with the sated look of a woman well fucked. I can’t wait to see how she looks once I’ve really fucked her.
“This is literally my favorite Christmas ever,” she says with a giggle.
Grinning, I climb over her, placing a gentle kiss on her lips, letting my tongue sweep into her mouth to share her taste. She hums, seeming too tired to move.
