Big Man For Christmas

Mischief shines in her eyes. “I disagree.” She sits up, kissing me deeply and running her tongue along mine. Fuck it’s hot. How did I get this lucky? That Carley would come back into my life and be this perfect. This beautiful and brave? I’ll spend the rest of my life thanking the universe that it happened.

She pulls me to the edge of the bed and sits me down. “Last time, you stopped me before I could finish,” she says, kneeling between my legs. “Don’t do that this time.”

“No promises,” I say. “I like being inside you.”

One eyebrow raises. “You like the way I taste. Give me a chance to find out what you taste like.”

I’ve never finished in her mouth and thinking about it makes me even harder. “Okay. You win.”

“You should get used to that,” she says with a grin. “I plan to win a lot.”

“As much as you want,” I grit out. Her fingers are already on my skin and I’m not going to last long if she keeps touching me like that. “I already won. I got you.”18CarleyAdrenaline sings in my veins and my heart pounds in my chest. Casey looking down at me like that is going to make me spontaneously combust, and he’s already made me come three times. I honestly didn’t think that was possible. I can’t remember ever coming that many times in a row. But the pleasure crashed down on me like a tsunami, and I couldn’t hold it back.

I want to return that pleasure back to him.

Casey’s cock is hot and heavy in my hands. And so hard, I can’t believe it. The fact that this man wants me so much…it takes my breath away. And he didn’t even question the fact that I left him last night like that. Just pulled me into his arms and kissed me in a way that could set the world on fire.

Stroking my hand up and down his shaft, I watch the way his eyes close and the muscles in his stomach tighten. Casey’s hands grip the edge of the bed furiously. I can’t stop the smile on my face. He’s already in the midst of pleasure and I haven’t even started.

All the comparisons in my mind are gone. Casey is so far and above anyone else, I don’t care. Those thoughts aren’t welcome anymore, and I’m fucking happy that they’re gone.

I press a kiss to the head of his cock. It’s hot, ready, and Casey sucks in a breath when I take it into my mouth. I run my tongue along the underside of his head where I know there’s a sensitive place, and he swears under his breath.

Yes. That’s what I want.

Releasing him, I do exactly what he did with me: I take my time. Slowly moving downward, I taste his skin, moving around until there isn’t an inch of him that I haven’t licked. Long strokes from base to tip, like he’s a lollipop. An ice cream cone.

I do like the way he tastes, rich and deep and entirely male.

Remembering last time, I sink lower and touch his balls. The second my lips are on his skin, Casey’s hands sink into my hair. “Do you want me to stop?”

“Fuck, no.” His voice is ragged. I laugh, then gently suck on his balls. One and then the other, back and forth, looking up and watching Casey’s breath go short. His fingers jerk in my hair like he wants to pull me closer and pull me back at the same time. God, the look on his face is beautiful.

I like watching him come undone.

Moving back to his cock, I take him into my mouth. He’s big—thick—and I can’t take all of him but I’m going to try to take as much as I can. It’s a challenge, and I would love to see Casey’s eyes pop out of his head if I take all of him.

I make a note for later. Something to work toward.

Right now I dive down onto his shaft before dragging my lips back to the tip. And again. And again. I set up a rhythm, dropping down and pulling back savoring the groan that’s pulled from Casey with every flick of my tongue.

His hands tighten in my hair, and he moves with me, guiding my mouth to the place that makes him feel good. I surrender to that control, letting him help me. I want to know what makes him come.

Deeper and faster I dive down onto him, taking more of him than I thought I could until my mouth is full, lips stretched. Casey curses again, hips jerking up. He’s fucking my mouth, taking what he needs, and I love it.

I’m wet for him, can’t wait for him to be inside me again. But I need this too.