Christmas Pet

She glanced up in wonder. “This is like a glass mansion.”

I opened the door. Dim lights and earthy, humid air greeted us when we went inside.

“Wow.” Pearl turned around slowly. “I feel like Alice in Wonderland.”

We wandered through the aisles, silently admiring the out of season flowers and plants.

“It’s beautiful in here.”

“It is, but it’s hot, and we’re wearing too many clothes.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her to a halt.

Her eyes darted around. “Are you sure no one will come in?”

“The only person who comes in here is the gardener, and he doesn’t work nights.”

I kept hold of her hands and walked her backward.

She took a deep breath and then another. “What would you have me do, sir?”

“Since we’re not doing a scene, you can call me James. Tonight, it’s just James and Pearl.”

“Okay, James.” One of her hands curved around my neck, and she guided me down to her lips.

Our kiss was hot and intense. There was nothing slow about it and no hiding how much we wanted one another. I stroked my fingertips up and down her arms and sucked her lips, my tongue darting inside her mouth.

Blood roared through my ears like an out-of-control subway train. To steady myself, I took a lung-filling breath. I tunneled my fingers through her hair and held her possessively. Stroking my hand down to her ass, I grabbed her and pulled her flush against my aching cock. “Mine.”

I lifted my head and stepped away, yanked off my bow tie, and opened my shirt. With wide, wanting eyes, she watched me undress.

When I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my pants, she whimpered. Hearing her react the way she did, turned me on even more.

“Breathe, Pearl.”

She inhaled sharply, and I grinned.

“Your dress has to come off, but I want you to keep your shoes on.” I moved behind her and unzipped her dress. It fell to the floor, and my gaze followed.

“Everything about you is perfect. Magnificent.” Before devouring her, I moved to the front of her body and paused for a few seconds to drink in the sight of her long, long legs in the red heels, the swell of her hips, the dip of her waist, and her magnificent, lust-swollen tits. She wore a skimpy, red thong. I ripped it off and threw it over my shoulder. She was now naked.

A seductive smile curved her lips, making my mouth water and my dick swell.

“Walk for me.”

She gave me a confused look. “Walk?”

“Walk.”

Now seeming bemused, she walked slowly with an enticing swing of her hips, her round ass jiggling up and down with every step. The heels of her shoes clicked and clacked, the sound reverberating around the greenhouse.

Damn.

Damn.

I’d never ached for a woman the way I ached for Pearl.

She giggled as she walked back, her breasts swaying from side to side. When she made it to me, I reached out and cupped them, and massaged.

I closed my eyes. This is temporary. Think with your head, not your dick. Too late.

“James? Is everything okay?”

“Never better.” I opened my eyes. Hunger hurtled through my veins. It was too late to think with my head because my pulsing dick was in control.

I maneuvered her until she sat on the edge of a table. Her heat-filled gaze streamed over me.

I fell onto my knees, spread her legs, and licked the slick skin of her inner thighs until her breath hitched and her thighs tightened around my head.

So. Damn. Wet.

No more waiting.

No more wanting.Chapter Thirteen - PearlI gripped the edge of the table and threw my head back. James licked and sucked my inner thighs, making me sway with dizziness. Every now and again, he would move his thumb to the one spot that always sent me tumbling. This was better than any fantasy I’d ever had.

He kissed one side of my thigh then the other before gently opening me up. The man knew how to drive me insane. He ran his tongue up one side and then the other. I half moaned, and half whimpered.

He pressed the flat of his tongue against my clit.

Oh, my God.

He stopped pleasuring me, and I groaned in frustration. He wasn’t playing fair. I was so desperate I was close to pushing him to the ground and sitting on his face. “Please don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

The tip of his tongue swirled around my swollen bud, sending me higher with every rotation. I dug my fingers into his scalp, not caring if I hurt him.

He laughed and stretched me tight. Stroke after stroke. Lick after lick.

The circles became slow and concentrated. Time slowed. He caught my clit between his teeth and flicked at the tip. Time stopped. And then I was gone, gone, gone. My whole body convulsed, my cries reverberating around the greenhouse. I didn’t care how loud I was, and I didn’t care if anyone heard.