Holiday Hookup

by Misty Dawn

  He lowered his head, nudging his way onto my neck, leaving a trail of kisses across my jawline, down my throat. His right hand never left my breasts, cupping and flicking and toying every edge of my flesh, attentive to my nipples, reacting with a nibble every time I moaned. He shifted his body down, his face level with my chest, before taking one of my nipples into his mouth and sucking.

  It was glorious, the sensation he caused with the flick of his tongue. I writhed on the floor from the tingle it shot through to my belly, feeling the familiar arousal twinge in my pants. I was rudely reminded I wasn't wearing any panties, but too engrossed in what Leo was doing to my tits to care.

  I could feel the soft skin of his chest, the coarse hair that grew there too, against my side. The sensation of a much larger person next to me, an unfamiliar body, made me dizzy. As if I wasn't really there.

  Leo came up for air, his lips wet, eyes hungry. I sat up and he followed me, our faces close enough to kiss but not touching. He laughed, smiled softly at me, his green eyes focused in on my lips, waiting to taste me again. I watched him watch me, and I felt myself match his smile. With my arms behind me, supporting my weight, he dipped in to taste my lips again, and we kissed, lazily this time, like we had all the time in the world.

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  Leo

  I could fucking kiss Missy all day long. She had her hands up around my neck, tangled in my hair, and I was playing with her tits, her nipples, her neck, her ears. I could explore her forever. She smelled like heaven, vanilla and honey, a hint of that shampoo I'd left downstairs in the bathroom.

  My lips were at her ear now, and she smiled. I felt the muscles in her mouth curl her mouth upward, and I chuckled a little. "You are so beautiful."

  She turned her head slightly, her eyes catching mine, forcing my stomach to do cartwheels. Her gaze was extraordinary, piercing right through me. There was something mischievous about the way she looked at me, and with a bite of her lip, I watched as she shifted her weight to her knees. She hovered over me for a minute, a little nervously, before tilting her head and catching my lips with her own.

  I smiled into the kiss, enjoying how eager she was to taste me again, how it seemed like she couldn't get enough of my lips, just as I couldn't get enough of hers. She left them a moment later, turning her attending to my cheek, my jaw, then my neck. She trailed her lips all the way down, creating a sensation in my groin that caused me to grip the forgotten blanket beneath me.

  My cock was at attention now, the way she trailed her lips across my collarbone. She looked up at me, as if she was uncertain about what she was going to do. I was uncertain, but didn't want to cause her any apprehension. She was perfect. I didn't want any of this to stop.

  Missy bent her head down again, and kissed my chest, between my nipples, and trailed her way down to my belly button. I was clenching every bone in my body. There was no way she hadn't recognized the tent that had formed in my jeans, and as she brought her fingers carefully to the button on my jeans, I knew exactly what her intention was.

  She slowly unbuttoned my jeans, carefully pulling down my fly, and I hoisted my hips up to help shimmy off my pants. She seemed to be in no hurry, as she pulled the garment down over my legs, revealing my black boxer briefs. I was thankful those were the ones at the top of the drawer, so she couldn't see how much pre-come I'd already smeared across the fabric.

  Her fingers were back at the elastic of my briefs, and she tugged. I hesitated before I shifted upward, watching her deliberate movements. She seemed determined and confident, much more than before. This was something she'd decided she'd wanted, and I wasn't going to deter her from that.

  I popped free from the confines of my boxer briefs as she tossed them, forgotten, to the side. I was bare, naked in full glory, my dick stiff and standing at attention. One of her knees straddled my ankle, and as if I was watching her in slow motion, I saw her dip her head down.

  Her lips landed at my belly button and her tits were level with my cock, her hard nipples dancing across my bare legs. Despite us not having any heat, every part of my body was on fire. Her breath was steady and warm against my skin, as she kissed down my navel, towards the top of my groin. She was moving, and she was moving quick. She shifted, and I felt my dick hit her chin.

  I was lost. I wanted her mouth around the head of my cock immediately, so bad I could explode. But she was teasing me, this damn girl, looking up at me from between my legs, her smile widening. Her tongue jutted out to wet her lips, then ever so slightly, brushed them across my head.

  I melted in anguish, wanting her to take all of me in her mouth, and she didn't disappoint. Her hand grabbed my shaft, squeezing with expert pressure, and she put her warm, wet mouth around my throbbing cock. My eyes rolled back as she let me enter her mouth, taking my cock down her throat, until I hit the back of it.

  I was done for, but I watched anyway as her head bobbed up and down on my cock, her wet mouth feeling like pure euphoria for every single nerve on my dick. She swirled her tongue, moved her fist, and sucked with just the right amount of pressure that made me feel wild. It had been way too long since I'd had a woman do this to me, which I was made painfully aware of as the familiar sensation of orgasm gathered at the base of my spine.

  "Fuck yeah," I moaned to her, my hips involuntarily pushing upwards to ram more of my cock in her mouth. She still had a good grip on my cock, and the rest of me in her mouth. Her hand was slick with spit, and as she popped off my cock, she kept the pressure around me with her fingers. She licked a mixture of pre-come and saliva from her lips, wiping her chin with the back of her hand.

  "You taste so fucking good," she said to me, before wrapping her lips around my cock once more. I clenched again, afraid that this felt too good, afraid that my body would release before I was really ready to. I watched her wavy hair bounce up and down as she moved up and down my slick cock. She came off again and used her tongue to lick me like a popsicle, keeping her eyes on my own as I watched every single movement she made.

  She smiled with glee as I groaned in pleasure when she took her tongue to the tip of me, swirling her tongue in circles around my most sensitive part.

  "Tease," I managed to breathe at her.

  She smiled wickedly, before bringing her mouth down on me again. I was too close for comfort now, so I brought my hand to her head, gently tugging on her hair. She looked up with wide eyes, a little confused. "Take off your pants," I told her carefully. "My turn."

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  Missy

  I could still taste the salty pre-come on my tongue when I sat back, unaware of what was behind me to kick the sweatpants off. Leo got to his knees, watching me like I was his prey, eyes no longer at my face, but at what I was revealing beneath my pants.

  I tried to be sexy, taking my time lowering the elastic band of the sweatpants, but Leo didn't want to wait for that. Instead he took control, his fingers clawing at the pants, ripping them from my bottom, off my ankles, throwing them to the side. There was certainly no turning back now, or second guessing this decision.

  I supported myself with my arms behind me, my legs closed, partially from habit, partially because the air outside those pants was jarringly cold. Leo was on all fours already, and with a small nudge, he spread my legs apart, forcing himself between them. He came up slowly, his face level with mine. His eyes met mine again, that unbelievable connection ripping through me.

  Fuck. He kissed me again, hungrily, his tongue lapping at my own, mouth wide, as if he couldn't get enough of my mouth. I returned the gesture, starved for more of him. We were nowhere close to being done.

  He broke away from the greedy kiss, finding my neck, shooting tingles across the nerves of my body. My flesh goose-pimpled and I involuntarily shuddered. It didn't stop him. Attentively, he turned to my tits, his tongue traveling saliva across both breasts, flicking and toying with my nipples, the one he didn't have his tongue on, his hand found.

  He hadn't even touched my pussy
, but I was aching for him. I could feel myself flooding with desire, almost self-consciously so. He was turning me on in ways I hadn't even realized were possible. Every time he sucked at my flesh or kissed me delicately, I felt a new jolt of bliss.

  Leo left my breasts, and I felt apprehension flow through me as he brought his lips to my bellybutton, his lips kissing my flesh that had probably never been touched by anyone but myself.

  "Relax," I heard him whisper, felt his breath against myself. He'd reached the top of my cunt, and I felt his arms come around to my hips to hold my steady. "You smell incredible."

  I tried to relax, to forget that the man between my legs was upper management at my job, and the minute I felt his tongue on me, I did just that. I forgot where I was, what I was doing, and my own damn name. I threw my head back as the tip of his tongue touched my pussy, ever so slightly, trailing wetness down from the top of my cunt to my entrance. He licked me, sucking at my lips, his tongue finding its way to my clit expertly.

  Leo put pressure on my sweet spot, flicking his tongue around the bud, just as he had done with my nipples, only with different pressure. The small circles he made were quickly building something deep inside me, some need that I needed to fill. He left, lapping at my opening, sucking up the juice I'd created from him playing with my body.

  "Fuck, Missy," he said, and I felt his lips move against my cunt. I pushed against my hands as he found my clit again, licking me to the brink of no return. I was disoriented, somehow finding my balance on my elbows as I sunk lower to the ground. Leo pulled my hips up, forcing my pussy closer to his mouth, and I helped him, pressing into his face.

  "Fuck yes," I said, as he sped up the movements of his tongue. My orgasm was rolling to completion as he licked me in small circles, eyes closed, like he'd never tasted something so good. He looked up at me, his mouth and nose buried in my pussy, and as I caught his gaze, I came. My pleasure came in waves, and I bucked against him like a horse, an inexplicable orgasm rushing through every nerve in my body.

  My hands found his hair and tugged. He didn't stop licking me as I came all over his face, coating him with my desire, thoughts of apprehension completely forgotten. I'd never had a man make me come like this, and it was so different from ever doing this to myself.

  My comedown was excruciatingly wonderful, and I tried to catch my breath as Leo sat up, wiping my juices from his mouth. He crawled towards me and caught me in a kiss again, pushing me down against the floor. My elbows gave way, but his hand caught my head before placing it gently on the floor. I tasted myself on his lips, the distinct tanginess of my own body.

  My entire body throbbed from what he'd just done, but he was in no mood to let me stop and take it in. He pushed up against me, his cock still slick from my spit, hard as a rock, but still velvety smooth against the side of my stomach.

  I pulled away from him and looked up. He was enamored, his eyes glossed over with lust as he looked at me, bringing his hand up to my face to caress my cheek.

  "We don't have to do this," he told me gently. "I'm just happy to be with you."

  I knew what he meant. We didn't have to sleep together. In fact, it might be better if we didn't, given the whole nature of our relationship. My job. His career. But what's life without a little risk?

  "Condom?" I asked him, biting my lip. Truth was, I wanted him to fill me up. I wanted his cock inside me, and I wanted him to fuck me.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  Leo

  I looked like a madman dashing to my bedroom, tearing apart my bathroom closet for the unused box of condoms I had bought a long time ago. I'd stopped expecting anything to happen ever, but still kept this box in the back of the closet for…emergencies. Such as this one.

  The box of Trojans was hidden behind a bottle of unopened shampoo and I grabbed them, sprinting downstairs. Missy had re-wrapped herself in the blanket, taking another sip of her wine, looking out the window. I paused at the hallway entrance for just a second to take her in. I enjoyed every last inch of her body, relishing in her pleasure, trying not to focus on the whole what comes after piece of this.

  She was gorgeous, her soft skin, gentle brown eyes, freckled shoulders, glistening pussy, perfect pink, pearl nipples that stood at attention the minute I touched her. I could stay here like this forever, blizzard be damned, until Christmas fucking morning.

  Missy was a god damn gift.

  I could tell she sensed my presence as I started forward, suddenly feeling extremely exposed, and cold, out here in the open living room. I rushed towards the fire, like an excited school boy, getting to my knees next to Missy. I placed the box of condoms on the fireplace hearth. She smiled at me, offering part of the blanket to me, which I draped over my shoulders. I didn't need it though, the heat of her body was more than enough, and I took my hands and tugged her into my arms. She leaned her head against my chest and sighed.

  "You found them," she said to me, looking at the box, then up towards me with a cheeky grin.

  I returned the smile. "I did."

  A flip switched, and she straightened her body, reaching for the package and tearing it open. My cock twitched at once, filling what had softened in the time I'd been away. I watched her as she tore open the condom, then carefully took my cock in her hands to roll it down my shaft. Every inch of me throbbed as I watched her, eager and impatient for me to be ready. When she was done, she looked back at me and grinned.

  I was insatiable, and I took my hand to her face, grabbing her by the cheek to pull her towards me to kiss her. Her lips were still so new, so soft, and so fucking delicious. I could never kiss her enough ways, or feel her body against mine and tire of it.

  She grabbed a fistful of my own hair, forcing herself closer towards me, and I felt her leg come around the side of my knee. For a moment I broke away to watch her as she straddled me, sitting just above my abs. I could feel the sheer heat of her body radiate down my lower stomach, towards my groin. My cock strained, screaming for a release, begging for something warm and wet.

  Missy kissed me forcefully, like she was making a point, and once again I was forced into the stone of the hearth, though I didn't mind in the least. She lowered herself so that my cock slid against her slit, slipping across the wetness of her center, popping out on the other side. I looked up at her, pleadingly. I wasn't sure I could take much more of her teasing without thrusting right up into her.

  She brought her arms up, clutching the side of the raised hearth, gripping it, and then sunk down on my cock. I saw stars. Her pussy was tight, hot, and mind-blowing, gripping my dick at every angle, stretching slowly to fit all of me inside. As she slid down, she moaned, and I felt her breath on the side of my face as she whispered, "Fuck."

  Missy stilled, me inside of her, and looked at me, like she wasn't quite sure what was happening. I was a goner in those wild brown eyes, my cock stuffed inside her tight cunt. I brought my hips up so that I was buried inside of her to a hilt and she took her lip between her teeth as I came back to the floor.

  It clicked, and suddenly she started moving ever so slowly, up and down the length of my cock. I watched her, the slow movements helping her tits jiggle ever so slightly, those perfect pink nipples dancing in the firelight. She coaxed my cock to pleasure, and watching her ecstasy speed up as she rode me was the biggest turn on I'd had in my entire life.

  "Yeah, baby, fuck," I said, not caring what was coming out of my mouth as she rode me, quickening her pace. She fucked me harder now, the slapping of our skin echoing high up to the ceiling, bouncing off the walls of the room. Her tits were swinging, level with my chin and the view was glorious. Missy was beautiful. All of this seemed impossible. No. It was too good.

  I had to take advantage of it while I could, so I reached up to grab her face, to bring her lips to mine as she grinned against me, her pussy throbbing as she fucked my cock, now with a steady rhythm. I hooked my arms underneath her legs, and used my strength to pick her up and place her gently on her back atop the pile of bl
ankets and discarded clothes.

  I now had full control, and I slipped out of her. She whined as I left her body, but I brought my hands up to meet her breasts, pulling at her nipples, and her head rolled back. I looked down. My dick was soaked from her cunt, and I longed to be inside, rather than out here in the cold, so I pushed up into her, entering her body once more.

  Pleasure exploded around my head as I pushed into her tight entrance. Her hands found my shoulders, nails digging into my skin, and I started to move, pulling back gently, then pushing into her again. I stayed slow for as long as I could, before I couldn't bear it anymore and sped my pace. My lips found her own again and we kissed as I pounded her, grinding my dick into her until I finally felt that bundle of euphoria build.

  "Oh yes!" she cried as I went full throttle, slamming into her cunt, grunting like a cave man. "Fuck me, Leo."

  It did me in, her saying my name like that. Her pussy throbbed, contracting around the sensitive nerves of my cock. I could feel every crevice inside of her as I slid in and out of her body. She gripped me tighter still, a tight hold on both of my upper arms.

  "I'm gonna come," she managed to whisper, her breathing strained.

  "Yeah baby," I told her. "Come all over that cock." I fucked her, slamming into her pussy over and over and over again, until I finally felt her contract, her release on my arms as I fucked an orgasm right out of her.

  "Oh!" she cried with a moan. I knew she had to come down from her pleasure, but I was right at the edge, so my rhythm only quickened. I looked down at her as she took her lip between her teeth.

  "You gonna cum?" she asked, and I nodded leaning back to enjoy the view of her glistening folds as I came with a full body shudder inside her tight pussy.