My Secret Santa's Secret Baby

Chapter Fourteen - SkyeIt hadn’t been a plan. At least not consciously. Such an outcome was definitely in my mind when Simon asked if I wanted a drive home, but I wasn’t nearly arrogant enough to think he was meaning the same thing. He was my boss and a cool guy and might well have just been offering to be nice. It was just the kind of guy he was if the rumors were anything to go by. I really didn’t have any idea about his bedroom activities. It was shameful to admit to myself, but he didn’t fit my mental image of a dom. He seemed so nice and normal looking. Which was exactly the point. Doms could come in all types and the media had a Hell of a lot to answer for. I made a promise to myself that I would give E.L. James a slap if I ever got the chance.

It was my choice, my desire and my question that lead us to be where we were. I wanted him to come in but would understand if he turned me down. His duty was completed after all, getting me to my door safely. I just hoped that if he really did want me, in the way I thought he did, he would want to come in. Keeping in mind that even if he did come in and nothing happened it didn’t mean he wasn’t interesting at all. Thankfully it didn’t come to that.

I love the feeling of him holding my wrists. It was a form of restraint for sure, I could barely move after all but it didn’t feel that way. From my perspective it was a show of affection like holding my hand. Had he put some cold metal handcuffs on me, I’d just assumed he would have a set in his pocket, I might have felt differently. The ways he did it, there was still a personal touch that helped us to connect anymore.

I honestly hand no idea my tits could feel so damn good. I knew my nipples were sensitive having put up with them all my life, but it never occurred to me that they could be the source of such pleasure. He hadn’t even used his tongue yet but I felt like I was getting close to orgasm just from his breast play alone. Then of course came the migration. At least that’s how I thought about it. His kisses and licks moving definitively southwards in the winter. I was confused for a second when he paused. Then it hit like a battering. The purest, most brilliant pleasure as he took his first few licks. I’d never even heard of such a thing, but it made sense after he’d going. Of course, it felt good to lick a pussy. Getting over my initial surprise fast, I settled into the rhyme of things and let myself go as Simon did the most wonderful things to me.

I was almost sad when I came. Not because it didn’t feel good or because I was disappointed. Quite the opposite in fact. I was mostly sad that it was over. Simon was sweet as I came down from my euphoric high, stroking my belly and kissing my pussy as I trembled under his control. I felt like I w laying in a washing machine sent to spin.

When my trembling subsided, Simon pulled me to him and took me in a loving embrace. I closed my eyes and breathed deep his scent, lighting up my mind like a Christmas tree. The words had formed in my head and had fallen out my mouth like a gum ball before I had time to second guess.

“May I suck your cock, sir?”

He pulled back just far enough, so he could see my eyes. My naked, vulnerable form still very much under his control.

“Are you sure, baby?”

“Yes, sir.”

He released his hold on me with one hand, reaching down and slowly undoing his pants, before unzipping his fly. Actually gasped when his rock hard cock sprang out. It was bigger and more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. My hand shaking with excitement, I wrapped it around his thick, warm cock, feeling it gently throb. I thought it might be scary but it really wasn’t. If anything it was comforting. Particularly when I lowered my head into his lap an slipped his magnificent member into my mouth. I felt wonderfully connected to him feeling his heartbeat so intimately.

I only took the head at first, wanting to take my time with it. There was only one chance at a first time and I wanted it to be special. Like my first time getting licked had been. I started to suck gently, gradually working further down a little at a time. When I was low enough, roughly a third down his full length, Simon took hold of my ponytail and started to wrap it around his hand, eventually laying his palm flat against the top of my head. Comfortably under his control, knowing he wouldn’t let me do anything silly that might hurt me, I started to bob. Sucking his cock as well as I could, eventually thinking to cup his balls as well. He let out a deep moan of pleasure and reached back with his free hand, playing with my pussy as I sucked. It was a bit distracting but only because it felt so good. I could only hope my muffled hums though his cock made the blowjob I was giving him feel even better. The way he was fingering me, I was going to be coming again soon, and only hoped we could orgasm at the same time. It was a notion that really appealed to me, like it would make us closer.