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Looking down at me through her lashes, she digs her teeth into her lip, moaning softly before whispering her response. “Yes. Very good.”
Her tits sway gently in front of me, and with a crazed need, I bury my face between them before I can stop myself. She’s everything I could ever want, and there are so many ways I plan to enjoy her. “I guess you deserve a gift,” I grunt, licking and nuzzling while scraping my teeth over her flesh. She lets out a small gasp, one hand on the back of my neck while her back arches, her pussy grinding against my already stiff cock.
I delve into her pussy from behind, stroking her lips while my palm rests against her ass crack. One day I’ll take her beautiful ass, but for now, I want to see what she can do when I allow her to take control. I want to know just how dirty her mind is. If my good girl is really a good girl, or if something filthier lies beneath. Because a woman doesn’t come the way she does from a little breath play if there isn’t a freak lurking somewhere inside.
“Tell me what to do—or do it yourself, whatever you want.”
She pulls back a little, frowning. “For real?”
“For real. As you said, you’ve been a good girl this year, and I’m rewarding you, so why don’t you make yourself come for me? Use me as you need.” I sit back, giving her a playful grin. “But don’t get any ideas. This is what you might call a Christmas miracle.”
She bites her lip, torn between excitement and apprehension. “Well?” I challenge her. “What are you waiting for? Santa Claus?”
Her cheeks flush before she lets out a laugh. “So long as you mean it, and I won’t end up tied to the radiator or something else as punishment.” As she speaks, she pulls the button-down shirt free from my waistband, then makes quick work of the buttons, then slides her hands along my chest, opening the shirt and working it over my shoulders before stopping at my elbows.
I see what she’s doing, and I have to give her credit for turning the tables. Like this, my movement is limited.
With an impish grin, she turns her attention to my belt, then my fly, and I have to help her by lifting my hips so she can work the jeans down around my knees, followed by my boxers. My cock stands up at attention, a glistening bead of cum at the end.
I’m not sure what she has planned, but all I can think of is sinking deep inside her, but instead of that, she slides me through her slit, working herself up and down without allowing me to penetrate her. “Oh, what the fuck did I get myself into?” I nearly whine while precum dribbles freely onto my stomach. It feels incredible, but it’s a tease, so close but so far from what I truly crave.
Reaching behind, she pulls the dress over her head—my heart nearly stops when her tits fall free. “Suck them,” her words are a whisper that comes out as an order. She feeds them to me, bringing them to my mouth, and I suck the tight little peaks into my mouth, swirling my tongue around before tugging on them hard, using my teeth. Her fingers slice through my hair with desperation while she holds me tight to her breast.
Fuck, I need to touch her, but my arms are all but pinned to my sides. I said I wanted it this way, didn’t I? Now, I’m about ready to tear this thing to shreds if it means indulging myself in her.
“What’s this?” She pulls away, lifting herself up on her knees, robbing me of the torturous friction. I look down to find the underside of my cock glistening, along with my balls. She can pretend all she wants, but she’s dripping for me. “No, you don’t get to try to touch me, remember? Or else you’re going to have a mighty case of blue balls.”
“Fuck, woman,” I growl. “Have a heart.”
“You said I was in control, did you not?” My head falls back as I sigh, and she can’t suppress her soft laughter as she lowers herself again, grinding her pussy against me harder with every roll of her hips.
It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen, watching her come undone. I stare, fascinated, almost forgetting the unbearable tension in favor of observing every muscle twitch, every part of her plump lips to sigh or moan or whisper my name.
“Luka,” she breathes, and my cock surges forward in response.
She moves faster and faster until she’s practically bouncing up and down, driving me close to the brink of insanity as I fight against giving in and coming before I’ve known the pleasure of being inside her while she recovers from her orgasm.
“Let me see you come,” I growl, and her breathing quickens. “Be a good girl and come for me. Let go, shatter, baby.”
“Oh… my… Luka!” She throws her head back, her nails biting into my shoulders, and her body spasming before she slumps against me, moving slowly now, savoring every last ounce of her release. There’s a wet spot growing under me, thanks to the juices flowing so freely from her quivering cunt. I need to be inside her, now, forever.
She must sense my desperation since she takes pity on me, directing my cock to where she’s wettest, sinking down on my length in one swift motion. She arches her back again, thrusting her tits into my face, and I suckle on the diamond-hard nubs.
Her guttural moans turn into something closer to grunts—ragged, rapid, breathless, louder with every thrust as she bounces away, grinding on my base, coaxing another orgasm so close to the first. Fuck me, she’s tightening again, the pressure building around my shaft, her movements quickly going from fluid to jerky.
And I’m right there with her, so close I can taste it. Yet at the last moment, she leans back far enough that her nipple pops from between my lips—only to take my face in her hands and tilt my head backward so she can plunge her tongue into my mouth and scream out her release.
That’s all I need to let go, and soon I’m joining her, filling her with my seed until it drips down my base and out between us. “Luka…” she sighs before sagging against my chest, her head on my shoulder, her pussy still spasming around my softening cock.
All I can think is that one day soon, I’ll get her pregnant. I’ll have the pleasure of watching her swell with the life I’ve placed inside her, watching her become more fully mine while, with every breath she takes, I’m more hopelessly, devotedly hers.
For now, it’s enough for her to rest against me while she catches her breath and comes back to her senses. “All right,” I finally whisper, chuckling. “Maybe that wasn’t so bad, but don’t get used to it.”
“I know better. Besides…” she snorts softly. “I sort of like it when you play rough with me.”
“Tell me something I don’t know.”
“I have a very important question to ask you.” She lifts her head from my shoulder, and there’s something about her smudged makeup and tousled blonde hair that leaves me wanting to take her again. She’s innocence, and pure erotic bliss wrapped up in one perfect package.
