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CHAPTER 11
LAURA
The room heated. Sweat dripped down my back, and when I swallowed, it felt like a pit passed through my throat. We were stuck in a room with limited air supply, and James’s mouth was distracting me.
He lifted me onto the counter, yanking my pants down and burying his face between my thighs. I cried out, tangling my fingers in his hair as he licked and sucked, his tongue exploring every inch of my flesh. He was moving so fast, the thought of the contained room nearly vanished. I moaned to the tune of his tongue strokes. He teased my thighs with kisses before returning to my pussy, giving me no time to breathe. I threw my head back, surrendering to the pleasure. Every inch of me trembled underneath his mouth, but I needed more. I wanted him inside me. I needed him to fuck me, hard.
I writhed on the counter but gently pulled him up to his feet and I kissed his wet lips, tasting myself on his mouth. I gripped his ripped arms, holding on for my life. He swallowed my whimpers before trailing kisses along my jawline and to my ear. He did that a lot. And I liked it.
“I need you on the floor, sitting up here," he pointed to his face.
My pussy throbbed.
"I want you inside me."
"Soon, beautiful. But first, you come in my mouth."
His chest rumbled and my pussy leaked. He stood in front of me, while I sat butt naked on the counter with my knees hugging his waist. I leaned in, pressed my mouth to his, and fumbled with the band of his jogging pants. How stupid was it for me to drink last night and miss out on everything that could have been?
He removed my hand for the second time and grasped the hem of my sweater, lifting it above my head. Braless, my breasts sprang free in front of his face. He leaned in slowly, keeping his gaze on my breasts. I watched as he trailed a column of kisses down my chest and to my breast, clamping his mouth around one nipple, and teasing the rim. My other breast was lost in his hand. My head lolled back, and I shivered as his hot breath and slick tongue danced over my chest.
James let go of the tender nipple and skimmed a downward path between my breasts before pulling back. He looked me up and down, his eyes turning a darker shade of desire.
He moved lower, still caressing and licking every inch of my flesh. His hands cupped my buttocks, gripping them tightly as his mouth explored. I clung to his back, trembling at the shooting sensations when he licked around my navel. He chuckled against my skin before planting a hundred tiny kisses across one side of my hip bone. I reached for his waistband, but he stopped me.
“Not yet. Santa needs your pussy bursting in his mouth.”
He looked so damn cute in that hat. Wait, what? Fuck. If he kept talking like that, my pussy would burst on its own.
“I want more than that.” I lowered my hand to his dick. “I want—"
"My dick?" he asked.
The huskiness of his voice made him even cuter.
I nodded. "All of you.”
"I'll give you everything you want"—his sly grin stretched across his face—"after my breakfast. No more interruptions."
He removed the leggings from my ankles and parted my knees, exposing me. Cool air collided with my heated skin, but James left me no time to gather my wits. He grasped me by my hips and pulled me down to the floor, then lowered to his back. I went along with his move, my feet at his waistline before I knelt with one knee at each side of his head. Once on the floor, he grabbed my thighs and centered me above his face.
His bright eyes, now dark and hungry, caught mine. As his mouth moved closer to my pussy, his breath teasing my inner thighs and sending a tingle through my body, he gave me one last naughty smirk and dove in.
I closed my eyes. He slipped his fingers inside me and pulled his tongue from there, moving it all the way up to my clit. I gripped his forearms for support. He circled around my clit, coercing the pulsing nub, before closing his mouth and sucking. Blood rushed from my head to my pussy. His fingers pumped harder, and he did this thing with his mouth that I couldn't understand...
“Oh, God!”
His tongue flicked once, twice, three…five times. I stopped the tally and lost myself to the sensation of each flick consuming me faster and firmer, until my legs were trembling with the building ache. My heart lurched close to my throat and my clit hardened as he kept his mouth in the perfect spot, and pumped...and pumped.
Cold sweats flew down my back. I swayed my hips back and forth over his face, letting his tongue lash at my clit. I gripped his head, trying to center him, but he removed his fingers and plunged his tongue deep inside me.
“James. I'm going to come."
"Mmmm." He sighed around my flesh, thrusting his tongue deeper into my cunt and devouring me like I was his, and only his. He lapped over and over before gripping my clit between his lips.
“You're going to make me come." My breaths were short and uneven.
I could barely see straight as he muffled a laugh before releasing me for a second to say, "Yes, I will," biting me on the thigh to make me wait, then diving back in. I pushed myself against him again, too far gone to hold back the sounds escaping my throat.
