by Liz Andrews
His pleasure-filled words were a catalyst to her and she smiled inwardly, reveling in her power. Her nervousness and apprehension disappearing, she pushed down and took him deeper into her throat. The suddenness of her actions caused her to panic for a moment and she felt as if she couldn’t breathe. She started to choke and pulled back.
“Slow, baby, slow. Don’t rush it.” Josh stroked her hair as she lifted her head, sucking in air.
“I’m sorry, I ‑‑”
“Shh, don’t worry. It’s all good.” He tilted her chin up to stare directly at her. “Every lick, every suck, and every scrape of your teeth. It’s good because it’s you who’s doing it. Understand?”
Not really, but his encouragement was all she needed to keep trying. Lowering her head, she slid her tongue around the crown of his cock before taking him in her mouth once again. She eased down, going slow as he’d suggested. When she didn’t rush things, it occurred to her she was able to breathe through her nose, which made everything much easier.
“Yeah baby, that’s it. You’re doing great.”
His words spurred her on. Wrapping her hands around the base of his cock, she began to move her head up and down, taking him deeper and deeper with every plunge.
“Harder, baby.” Josh wrapped his hands in her hair, but he continued to allow her to control the motions. As he suggested, she sucked harder, working the muscles of her mouth to massage his cock. Josh groaned his appreciation and she began to listen to the sounds, learning what he liked and repeating those motions. When she found one particular move that had his hips jerking up, she zeroed in on it.
“Fuck yeah. Again, more.”
The emotions that rushed through her at that moment made her dizzy with power. Her pussy was practically sopping because she was so turned on. Although she hadn’t really intended to go this far in her explorations, she suddenly had the desire to let him come in her mouth.
Speeding up her motions she moved her hand and allowed his cock even deeper into her throat. Her gagging reflex hadn’t disappeared entirely, but she fought off her immediate reaction and continued to breathe through her nose. She wasn’t going to chicken out now.
“So good, so fucking good.” Josh was holding her head now, his back arching and his hips moving in rhythm with her mouth. Molly glanced up at that moment and saw his shuttered gaze locked on her. “Don’t stop, baby. Don’t stop.”
At his pleas, she redoubled her efforts, closing her lips around him and sucking hard. His fingers dug deep into her skull as his orgasm rushed through him. With a hoarse shout and accompanying groan, Josh came and a torrent of seed shot into her mouth. Molly struggled to swallow it all, but enjoyed the pleasure in knowing she’d made him lose his control.
After he finally settled back onto the bed, his harsh breathing was the only sound in the room. Josh continued to stroke her hair as Molly lay on her side, her head pillowed on his stomach and a smile hovering around her mouth. She’d been able to snag the edge of the sheet and cover her body. During the throes of giving oral sex she might have forgotten what she looked like nude, but just lying here was a completely different story.
“You are incredible, you know that?”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t sound so doubtful. Your enthusiasm was very apparent.”
She lifted her head to look at him. “What do you mean?”
Josh pulled her up to cradle her in his arms. “Some women give head because they think it’s expected or as a bargaining chip. You did it for the simple pleasure and believe me, there’s a difference.”
“How can you tell?”
“Because you had fun with it. You tried different things and paid attention to what I liked.” He reached between her legs and stroked her pussy, rubbing his fingers in the moisture gathered there. Bringing his fingers back to his mouth, he licked them clean, smacking his lips in pleasure. “And you got off on it. You enjoyed it almost as much as I did.”
The sight of him licking his fingers had her creaming even more. The man could make her a molten puddle with a few words and strokes. She was like putty in his hands. He was right, though.
“I did enjoy it, for the first time ever.”
“Good, I’m glad. It’s just too bad I’m going to have to wait a bit to recover.”
“Recover?”
Josh chuckled. “It’s Christmas morning, Molly, did you forget? I still have one more present for you.”
“Oh.” His presents had progressively gotten kinkier as the days had gone on so she had no idea what to expect. All she knew for sure was that she would enjoy whatever he had planned.
*
A few hours later, Josh sat on the couch with Molly in his arms. Christmas music played in the background and they were enjoying the lights twinkling on the tree. When they’d finally left the bed this morning, Molly had insisted on wearing something even after he’d pointed out his home was quite toasty. As a compromise, he wore his boxers and allowed her to wear a T-shirt she’d packed.
She didn’t realize it, but the shirt did little to hide her charms from his view. The thin cotton molded her breasts and the hem only grazed the curves of her ass cheeks. All day he’d touched her whenever he had the opportunity. He would stroke his fingers over her hand, his knuckles would accidentally on purpose brush over the tips of her breasts, or his cock would press against her rear as they worked in the close confines of the kitchen.
Josh wanted to keep her on edge, teasing her as he had all week with sexual tension. It looked as if his plan was working. Molly seemed to be wearing a permanent blush and every time Josh touched her he noticed her changing breathing patterns. The eagerness shining in her eyes did little to disguise her desire either. He had the feeling she’d been anticipating her present since he’d mentioned it this morning.
“Josh?”
“Hmm?”
“I feel bad.” She ran a finger down his chest, distracting him for a moment from what she was saying.
“Why’s that?”
“I don’t have a present for you.”
He chuckled at her blatant hinting. “That’s where you’re wrong, but it’s okay.”
She furrowed her brow. “What do you mean, I’m wrong?”
“You’ll see.”
“Does this have something to do with my present?”
“Perhaps.”
“Maybe you should just give it to me then.”
Josh smiled and stood from the couch, holding out his hand. “Let’s go sit by the tree.” The Christmas tree was just to the side of the fireplace and they could sit and enjoy both while he presented her gift.
Once they settled on the rug, Josh took Molly’s hands in his, garnering her attention. “Before I give you your gift, I have a question for you.”
“Um, okay.”
“Why are you constantly trying to hide yourself from me?”
She blinked and stared at him silent for a long moment. “I’m…I’m not sure what you mean.”
Dropping her hands he hooked his fingers on the material of her T-shirt. “This, for one thing.”
Unable to continue holding his gaze, Molly lowered her gaze to stare at her hands. “I was cold.”
Josh reached out and, with a finger beneath her chin, tilted her head up. “We’re sitting by the fire right now. You really can’t say you’re still cold.”
She looked as if she was about to cry and he wondered for a moment if he should have pushed this. But he felt as if there was truly something between them, and if he wanted this relationship to last then he needed her to get past this.
Molly swallowed hard and sighed. “I’m embarrassed. I don’t want you to see me naked.”
“I’ve seen you naked.”
She twisted her lips and shook her head. “Not really. At the office I was mostly dressed; I just had my skirt pushed up. And last night we had sex in the dark.”
“What about this morning? You were completely nude then.”
A wry little
smile crossed her face. “You weren’t really paying much attention to what I was wearing or not wearing, just enjoying my mouth.”
He cocked an eyebrow. “Maybe you’re right. But baby, I want to see you naked. I want to enjoy exploring every luscious inch of you. Why would that embarrass you? Because I know you’re far from repressed.”
She smiled a bit, but then sighed again. “We both know I’m overweight. I just worry…” Her words trailed off.
“Worried about what?”
“That once you see everything, you won’t want me anymore, that you’ll change your mind.”
Josh didn’t say anything for the longest time as he tried to process everything he was hearing. One emotion continued to permeate his brain: anger. “I could kill that bastard.”
Molly’s eyes widened. “Kill who?”
“That fucking ex of yours. He really did a number on you, didn’t he?”
“He wasn’t exactly wrong about everything he said. I am overweight.” Face flushed, she tried to turn away but he wouldn’t let her.
“So what? I wear glasses. We’re more than our looks.”
“It’s not exactly the same. You’re good looking with or without your glasses. I look good with clothes on, but without, not so much.”
“To me you look good because of who you are. Don’t hide yourself from me. I’m not him.”
She gasped. “God no, I don’t think that. I know you’re not.”
“Then prove it to me, let me through those walls you’re trying to put up between us.”
Josh watched the various emotions flitting over her face, hoping she’d make the right choice.
Molly grasped the hem of her shirt and slowly began to draw it upward, pulling the cotton over her head before tossing the shirt down. Then, as if she thought she might lose her courage, she put her hand on her hips and shimmied out of her panties, flinging them aside as well. He had to give her credit; she kept her arms by her sides and didn’t try to cover herself.
Reaching out, he traced a finger along the curve of one breast and then dragged his nail down her rounded stomach. He circled her belly button and watched as she shivered in reaction. Nipples puckering and breathing hitched, she wasn’t unaffected by his touch.
“Beautiful.” A rosy blush infused her skin and he could see her start to relax. He reached behind him and grabbed a large wrapped box that was beneath the tree. “I think it’s time you opened your present.”
“What is it?”
“You won’t know until you open it.”
Molly stripped the ribbon and bows from the box and ripped the paper off within seconds. Lifting the lid, she dug through the tissue paper searching for her gift. She frowned when all she found was more ribbon in the box. “I…I don’t understand.”
Josh took the ribbons from her hand and moved the box behind him. “Remember how you said you didn’t have a present for me?”
She nodded.
“You’re my present, Molly. I want to wrap you up in these ribbons and explore you to my heart’s content. I’ve fantasized about you for the last six months. How many ways I could take you. I want to use your toys on you until you’re so hot you’re begging me to fuck you any way I want.”
“And how do you want me?”
“Bound and at my mercy.”
Sexy Secret Santa
Chapter Seven
Instead of fear, Molly was intrigued. Here she was sitting nude in front of a roaring fire. Josh could see every bump, roll, and bulge, and he didn’t care. He wasn’t running. In fact, he wanted to tie her up and do, well, she wasn’t sure what exactly he wanted to do, but she was more than willing to find out.
“Okay.”
Josh cocked a brow and a wicked smile came to his face. “That’s my girl.”
“So where do we start?”
“I want you to bring your toys out here.”
She didn’t think she could still blush at this late stage, but she was wrong. Nevertheless, she did as he requested. Returning to the living room, she handed him the toys. Rather than releasing her hand, he pulled her down to his lap instead.
“Are you ready for this?”
She wasn’t even fully sure what this was going to be. All she knew was that she trusted Josh. Molly nodded her head.
“No, I want to hear you say it.”
“Yes, I’m ready. For whatever you want.”
“That’s my girl. Now lie down for me.”
Molly stretched out on the floor and put her hands over her head. Completely nude, she was allowing him to tie her up. She felt vulnerable, filled with apprehension, yet excited at the same time. Instead of analyzing, she was going to go with her feelings, and at this point she wanted Josh, wanted what he was going to do to her. So putting her fears aside, she opened herself to the pleasure.
Josh wrapped the ribbons around her wrists, securing them tightly. “Don’t move,” he ordered in a husky voice. “You look so fucking beautiful stretched out like this.”
“What…what are you going to do?”
He gave a wicked chuckle. “Use your toys to tease you until you’re begging me to fuck you, just like I promised.”
“O-okay.”
He brushed his knuckles over her nipples. Her distended buds reacted immediately, tightening and hardening into diamond points. He picked up the nipple rings. “I’ve been fantasizing about these all week. I’ve been wondering what you looked like wearing them. Now I’m going to find out.” He leaned down and flicked his tongue over the tips of her breasts.
Molly cried out as the wet heat of his mouth enclosed over her engorged nubs. “Oh my God.”
Lifting his head, he smiled down at her. “Do you like that?”
“Yes, yes.”
“Why, tell me?” Although it was a question he voiced it as a command, one she was unwilling to ignore.
“When you suck on my nipples I can feel it all the way down to my pussy. It feels so good.”
“So when you were wearing the nipples rings all day, you felt it deep in your pussy?”
Her gaze caught his and she stared directly into his eyes. “All day.”
“Good to know.” He took the silver rings and fit them over her nipples. With his finger and thumb, he squeezed the rings until they were tight. She gasped as the metal bit into her flesh and her pussy flooded with cream. Her legs shifted restlessly and Josh reached down to hold her still.
His hand stroked between her thighs, finding the slick evidence of her desire as his fingers probed at her opening. Molly jerked her hips in reaction as he pressed inside and a second digit joined the first. “Josh.”
“Yes, I can see how much you like nipple play. In fact” ‑‑ he picked up the dildo and turned it on to its lowest setting ‑‑ “let’s see how easily you take this. Bend your legs and open up for me.”
As Molly moved her legs into place, she trembled at the thought of him using the dildo on her. Although she’d used the toy at his direction during phone sex, it was different knowing he’d be the one to put it in her pussy.
Josh surprised her, though, and instead of immediately inserting it, he rubbed the buzzing plastic over her distended nipples. Molly whooped in reaction at the unexpected move. Before she recovered, he surprised her again and pushed the toy inside her. His wrist twisted as he eased the toy back and forth. He moved slowly, teasing her as he’d promised, pressing the dildo in a bit before pulling back and pressing forward again. She bit her lip in an attempt to remain quiet.
“You don’t have to hold back you know. I love to hear you.”
Molly gave a shaky laugh. “Good to know.” Her efforts became futile, however, when he finally had the toy seated fully and the extra appendage nestled firmly against her clit.
A low moan escaped her lips, eliciting a chuckle from Josh. “That’s the sound I was waiting for.”
She shifted restlessly as Josh continued to increase the speed. The constant vibrations soon had her on the brink of orgasm. Just when sh
e thought she would hit her peak, he twisted the base, turning it off and ending her pleasure.
“Wh-why’d you stop?”
“I don’t want you to come too soon.”
She whimpered. “You’re mean.”
“You won’t be saying that later.” He promised, before twisting the base on the dildo and starting the vibrations once again.
Molly planted her feet on the floor and pushed her hips up, searching for the elusive something she needed. But Josh continued his assault on her senses, driving her to the brink only to pull back when she was ready to come. It seemed like hours, but she was sure not much time had passed. Still, her frustration was such that she was ready to move her hands from above her head and bring herself off.
“Are you ready to beg?”
Is that what he’d been waiting for? “Yes. Please Josh, I need you to fuck me.”
“Any way I want?”
“Yes, anything.” Her desperation was making her reckless, but she didn’t care. She wanted him and was willing to do whatever he asked. Besides, what could he ask for that she was unwilling to give?
Josh switched off the vibrator, although he left it inside her. The ongoing continuous stimulation had left her so wet she could feel her juices on her thighs and buttocks. He must have noticed as well because she could feel him tracing his finger through the moisture.
When his fingers parted her backside, she jerked in reaction. “Wh-what are you doing?”
“You said any way I want, remember?”
“But” ‑‑ she twisted her head to stare at him ‑‑ “do you really want that?”
Josh chuckled. “So you’re an anal virgin?”
“Yes.” She wanted her answer to be emphatic and firm. Instead it sounded nervous and shaky.
He gathered the moisture from her pussy and slowly circled her rosette, teasing the opening. “Relax. We’re just taking things slow right now.” Molly tried to control her breathing, but it was difficult. This was uncharted territory for her. Josh’s finger was making her feel odd. She’d never realized how sensitive the nerve endings were back there.
“Hmm, you’re starting to feel it, aren’t you?”
