Santa Wore Spurs

by Various

  The roar of his laughter bounced off the building behind them until she smacked him right in the face with a wet snowball. "You’re gonna pay for that, woman."

  "Ack!" She gathered up as many snowballs as she could carry in her arms and ran for a large truck parked at the back of the motel parking lot. She skidded on her feet when she rounded the back of the vehicle, but never made it any further as Eli tackled her from behind, taking them both to the ground in a snowdrift.

  She tried to catch her breath between laughing so hard, her stomach hurt and the pressure from a two-hundred pound man on her chest.

  When he looked up, she watched the mirth in his eyes turn to molten steel as the precariousness of their situation dawned on him. His pelvis lined up perfectly with hers, snuggling the now rigidness of his cock between her thighs where she lay spread eagle in the snow.

  His gaze shifted to her lips. "I bet your lips are cold."

  "My nose is."

  "I can warm up your lips for you." His head slowly moved until his mouth hovered over hers. "If you want me to, that is."

  "Maybe." Warm breath skipped across her lips, making them tingle. She licked the suddenly dry surface.

  "Maybe?"

  "Okay, yes."

  "Yes, what?"

  "I want you to kiss me."

  "Kiss you?" He smiled. "I thought I was going to warm up your lips for you by licking them." He ran his tongue over her bottom lip. "Did that help?"

  "No."

  "What about nibbling?"

  He nipped at the corners of her lips, sending shivers from head to toe. Every nerve ending in her body fired at the same time as her toes curled in her boots. "Kiss me already."

  "Maybe I should suck on your bottom lip. Bite it a little?

  He took her lip between his teeth and gently pulled.

  With both of her hands, she grabbed his head and slammed her mouth against his. Heat exploded through her veins. Her heart hammered a quick staccato against her ribs as he tilted his head to the side so their mouths fit together better. A low moan escaped her lips as her eyes drifted shut. His tongue swept between her lips to tangle with her own. God, this man can kiss.

  She shivered, not from the cold, but from the heat of his mouth, the touch of his tongue, and the feel of his cock pulsating against her pussy.

  His mouth left hers to drift over her cheek to her ear. "I want to fuck you."

  Snow stuck to his hair as it continued to fall heavily in big wet flakes. "No preamble, huh?"

  "Nope."

  The feel of his lips against her jaw made her stomach quiver.

  "Cold?"

  "Too warm."

  He chuckled low in his throat. "Shall we go back to your place?"

  "Yeah."

  He kissed her nose right before pushing to his feet. With a hand held out to help her up, he quickly pulled her to a standing position.

  Trepidation swept down her back. She really didn’t know this guy at all, but she was about to let him make love to her? No, fuck her was his words. Her pussy throbbed at the thought. For once, she wanted to just let a man fuck her senseless and walk away. She didn’t need a forever man, not right now anyway. She had plans. Going back to school for her nursing degree had to be her first priority. She started classes in the fall after years of trying to get in. It would take her two years to finish, but she’d have a damn good job, a nice life, and then she could think about settling down.

  He threaded their fingers together as he gently pulled her along toward her apartment. Not that she didn’t want to go with him, she just felt weird. She wasn’t one to have one-night stands with strangers, but here she was, planning to fuck the guy’s brains out before he walked out of her life in the morning.

  "You okay with this?"

  "Yes."

  "Why are you hesitating then?"

  "I am?"

  He stopped in his tracks and cupped her face with both hands. "You’re pullin’ against my hand like you don’t want to go back to your place. I’m not gonna force you, Catlin. If you don’t want this, it’s fine. We can just be friends."

  "Friends with benefits?"

  "If you want to. No pressure, darlin’."

  God, she loved when a man called her that, but she especially liked it coming from his mouth. The little endearment sounded special from him. She got all mushy inside. It helped that his blue eyes warmed when he looked at her. The small smile playing on his lips made her tingle all over. She wanted this, wanted him to wrap her in his big muscular arms and take away all the insecurities she felt about herself even if it only lasted a short time. "I want this. I want you."

  "Alrighty then. Shall we?" He tucked her hand into the crook of his arm to lead her back to her apartment door.

  Once inside, they both stripped off their coats, scattering snow all over the entryway. Boots came next. They stood in their stocking feet staring at each other for what seemed like hours. Neither of them moved as the melting snow seeped into their socks. They laughed at the same time. Thankfully, it helped relieve the tension.

  "I should probably shower before…we, uh…you know."

  "Sure, darlin’. I could join you."

  "Um, probably not a good idea. The shower in here is pretty small. I hardly have enough room to turn around in there."

  "No problem. I’ll get comfortable then and wait for you out here." He sat down on the side of the bed, stripped off his wet socks and then laid them over the oil heater in the corner. "They should dry by mornin’."

  "Yeah. I’ve dried other things like that since I’ve been here," she said, grabbing clean underwear and a nightgown out of the drawer. "I’ll be right out."

  She rushed into the bathroom, pushing the door shut a little more forcibly than she probably needed to, but nerves now made her uneasy. What would he think of her? Her stomach was mostly flat, her breasts weren’t huge, but they were nicely rounded, her waist dipped in at her hips. Her hips. They were way too wide and her thighs—she hated her thighs with the little pockets of cellulite on the backs. Crap. He’d think she was fat or too skinny or didn’t have big enough boobs. Something. Damn it. She always got this self-conscious with a new man even though she hadn’t had a man in some time.

  "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice coming through the flimsy wooden panel of the door.

  "I’m fine. Why?"

  "I didn’t hear the shower come on. I thought something might have happened."

  "No. Everything is okay. I was getting ready to get in, is all."

  He chuckled softly. "Okay. I’ll let you get all gussied up. Don’t worry about anything fancy now. I like you just the way you are."

  Her heart began to thud loudly in her ears. "You do?" He liked the way she looked?

  "Yes, I do. You’re a very beautiful woman. I can’t wait to see everything you have to offer a man."

  "I’ll be out in a few minutes then."

  "All right."

  She turned toward the mirror over the sink to take in her reflection. Light brown hair curled around her face as her blue eyes stared back. She’d put on makeup this morning for work, but it had long since worn off except for the mascara slightly smudged around her eyes and the light dusting of blush on her cheeks. Her breasts were still high on her chest even though she had small stretch marks on them from her teenage years. She couldn’t see much else since the mirror only showed about to her waist.

  "Okay, Catlin. He’s just a man albeit a good-looking one, but still, just a man. Into the shower you go." She reached over and turned on the hot water, adjusting it to the right temperature with the cold before she stepped in. She quickly shampooed and rinsed her shoulder length hair, soaped up with her pomegranate body wash before a quick dip to wash the bubbles away, and then shut off the water. Probably the fastest shower in the history of women, had just occurred. A nervous laugh escaped her lips at her silly thoughts. "Get it together girl. He wants a woman, not some simpering little girl. You’re twenty-eight years old. Act like it."
/>   After she quickly toweled off, she slipped her nightgown over her head and then pulled up her lacy panties. "Man, I wish I had something a little sexier." She ran a brush through her hair, leaving it hanging in loose curls.

  She inhaled a sharp breath before pushing it out her nose in a long exhale. Calm, cool, and collected. With a twist of the knob, she slowly opened the door to come face to face with the man who looked like a god spread out on her bed.

  His black hair reminded her of raven’s wing and the ends curled a little at the base of his neck. The wide breath of his chest made her want to snuggle up to him and never come out.

  "Wow. You look great."

  "Thanks. You look pretty good yourself there, cowboy."

  His lips tipped up in a little crooked grin. "Come join me."

  She moved to the side of the bed, pulled down the covers and slipped beneath. "Shit! That’s cold."

  "Come ‘ere. I’ll warm you up." He slipped his arm around her shoulders and drew her to his side.

  "You are warm." She laid her head on his chest as he kissed the top of her head. "Sorry. My hair is still wet."

  "It’s okay. I’m sure it’ll dry soon enough."

  "Yeah, it’s kind of fine so it dries really fast."

  "You smell great."

  "Thanks. It’s my body wash, I guess. Pomegranate."

  "I could eat you up."

  Her pussy clenched at the thought. She loved when a man licked her until she came screaming. "Would you?"

  "Would I what?" he asked, his fingers doing a little dance along her arm.

  She cleared her throat and said, "Eat me out? I really like when a guy does that."

  "It would be my pleasure, darlin’. It just so happens I like doin’ that for a woman."

  She glanced up at him through her lashes as she chewed the inside of her lip.

  "What?"

  "Would you like me to…uh…you know."

  "I don’t know unless you tell me, honey."

  She exhaled as heat swept up her cheeks. This is so embarrassing after asking him to eat me out. "You know. Suck your cock."

  "Only if you want to."

  She nodded as she sat up to pull the covers down.

  "Hang on. I have to remove something." He pushed the covers off and stood at the side of the bed to remove his boxers. When his cock sprang free, she gasped. The man was huge by her standards. "Everything okay?"

  "Yeah. Uh, you’re a big man."

  He glanced down and chuckled. "Thank you, but I ain’t that big. Seven inches isn’t huge. I’ve seen guys bigger."

  "Well, it looks big to me." She sat up on the edge of the bed so she could reach for his cock. She wanted to touch, taste, stroke, and inhale the scent of the man all at the same time. The scent of musk and man met her nose with his tangy smell as she breathed him in.

  "It’ll fit, trust me."

  "Oh, I know, but sucking you might be a bit difficult."

  "Then don’t do it."

  "But if it’s something you like, I want to."

  "Let’s ease into this, okay? Let me take care of you this first time. We can always take care of me later."

  "Are you sure?" Was this guy for real? Every man she’d been with up to now was all about stick it in, get it done, and move on. They didn’t give a flying fuck about her or her needs.

  "Yep." He reached for the edge of her nightgown and lifted it over her head. "Nice." He tossed the material to the left before he reached out both hands to cup her breasts.

  The calluses on his thumbs rasped over her nipples, bringing them to achy points in seconds. Moisture gathered between her thighs with each brush of his thumbs.

  He got down on the floor on his knees so his head was level with her chest and took a nipple in his mouth. She felt him pull it between his lips, rubbing it with his tongue until she wanted to scream for him to just take her and fuck her until she couldn’t think anymore.

  "Eli?"

  "Hmm?"

  She widened her kneeling position on the bed until her thighs were spread far enough apart he could do with her as he wished. "Touch me where I ache for you." One of his hands slipped beneath the elastic of her panties. He raked a callused finger from her pussy to her clit, dragging a deep moan from between her lips. "So good." He continued to suck her nipple and finger her clit until wetness dripped down the inside of her thigh. "Now?"

  When his mouth released her breast, he whispered, "Not yet, darlin’. I need to taste you."

  He pushed her back on the bed so he could drag her panties down her legs and toss them the same way he did her nightgown. With a tug on her hips, he pulled her to the edge of the bed so her ass hung on the edge, and then buried his face between her thighs. The stubble on his cheeks abraded the skin inside her legs, but she didn’t care. The man was wicked with his tongue as he lashed her clit with it like a whip. Snap. Drag. Snap. Drag. He drove her higher and higher until her climax exploded through her so fast, she thought the top of her head would blow off. Stars burst behind her closed eyelids and she screamed his name so loud, she thought for sure the neighbors would hear two miles away. "Oh. My. God. Eli, that was—"

  "Awesome. Fantastic."

  "Better."

  She couldn’t move. Her arms and legs felt as if they had lead weights strapped to them, but she knew it was time to pay the piper. He’d given her a mind-blowing orgasm to beat all orgasms so now it was her turn to make it good for him, right?

  He kissed the inside of her thigh. Then the other one. His warm exhale ruffled the curls at the apex of her thighs right before his tongue dipped into her pussy again. "I love the way you taste."

  She closed her eyes, revealing in the feel of his tongue on her pussy. "Uhnnn…" Surely he didn’t mean to bring her to another orgasm with his tongue? Oh, but God she hoped he did.

  While he continued to stroke her pussy, swirling his tongue around her clit, dipping it between her pussy lips to lick the cream away, another orgasm started to build. Her legs shook. Her belly quivered. Her skin tingled and then it happened. Heat crawled up her legs and detonated in her abdomen in a burst of hot liquid rushing through her veins to the rhythm of his tongue. "Okay, stop. I can’t handle it."

  The miniscule swipe of his tongue over her clit in little flicking licks almost made her come again, but she couldn’t. Could she?

  He stood up so he could lean over the top of her.

  "Condom?" she asked, thinking she should have made sure one of them had something before now.

  "Right here." He held up the string of foil packages with two fingers.

  "Do you always carry condoms?"

  He nodded as he pulled one off the strip he’d placed on the nightstand. "Better to be safe than sorry. Not that I don’t trust people, but I don’t want to be caught with my pants down either. I’d rather protect us both."

  "Seems you’re thinkin’ there might be more than one go ‘round, cowboy. You’ve got multiple packages there."

  "I believe in comin’ prepared, darlin’."

  She bracketed his hips with her thighs as he rolled one down his thick shaft, preparing to fuck her silly with it, she hoped.

  He lined up the head with her pussy and barely pushed the head past her opening as he leaned down to tongue her left nipple. "You taste like heaven."

  "Charmer."

  His cock penetrated further as her pussy stretched to accommodate his size. "Wow, you’re tight."

  "It’s been a while for me, cowboy."

  "Me too."

  "You don’t pick up women randomly all of the time?"

  "Nope. You’re the first in a long time." He slid all the way in to where she could feel his pubic hair brush against her pussy lips. "Holy hell." He shivered as he groaned softly. "You feel amazing."

  She sighed as he filled her. The feeling of having a man inside her was one she never got tired of. The fullness, the tightness—all of those nerve endings firing simultaneously to bring her the ultimate pleasure. Nothing felt better. "You
feel pretty good yourself."

  He shifted his hips, pulled his cock out and then slid it back in very slowly. "You okay?"

  "Oh, hell yeah. Fuck me hard."

  "Are you sure?"

  "Yes. I need this. I need you more than I can say. Give me every inch." She cradled his hips between her thighs. "Yes. God, yes."

  With a snap of his hips, he began to pump his cock in and out of her pussy in the most amazing dance of two humans she’d ever experienced. Her blood hummed. Her body vibrated with the need to come.

  She glanced up as his face, noting the gleam to his blue eyes as he stared down into her face. "You’re so beautiful."

  "You’re just sayin’ that because you’re fucking me."

  "No, I’m sayin’ it because it’s true."

  His hand went down between their now sweaty, straining bodies, to rub her clit. Her eyes rolled back as she let out a long groan.

  "Like that do you?"

  "Oh yeah. Keep that up, cowboy, and I’ll come again."

  "Good. That’s exactly what I want from you."

  The drag of his finger along each side of her clit made her twitch. The moment the callused digit raked over her clit, she exploded in a mind-altering, earth-shattering climax.

  "Oh yeah. That’s it, baby. Milk me."

  Within seconds his movements became uncoordinated. She felt his cock grow a tad bit harder, he groaned as he came with an exaggerated shudder.

  Chapter Three

  Eli’s skin still tingled from the massive overload of hormones shoving their way out the end of his dick in an explosion of cum big enough to populate the entire state. "Holy shit, that was fabulous."

  "I think it was pretty great too," Catlin said and dropped her legs from around his hips.

  He slipped out of her, removed the condom with his fingers, and dropped it in the small trashcan by the bed. "It’s still early. Do you want to watch a movie?"

  "I do have the movie channels. It’s my one weakness."