Christmas Pet

“I can tell you’re ready to come.” He chuckled and released my panties. “Good girl for holding back.”

He moved his thumbs between my leg, pushing my folds together before prying them apart. Droplets of arousal trickled down my inner thighs showing just how ready I was. I pushed back, urging him to delve deeper. Encouraging him to stab his fingers inside my channel, but he ignored my silent pleas and continued to toy with me, tease me.

“So wet for me, pet. But you’re always wet for me, aren’t you?”

“Always, sir.”

He slid his thumbs down to my pussy, rimming the entrance but not entering.

Curving his hands around my body, he yanked down the cups of my bra, allowing my heavy and swollen breasts to swing free. He pinched my nipples, pulling them from my body and the stinging pain increased my ecstasy tenfold.

He continued to pinch, sending heavenly pulses to the center of my clit. “What did you think about today, pet? Did you think about my dick stretching you until it hurt? Did you masturbate even though I told you not to?” He released my nipples and traced his fingers down my back until he reached the rosette of my ass. “Did you think about me fucking you here?”

On a groan, I pushed back.

Thwack!

I jolted forward.

“You should know better, pet. When I ask you a question, answer it.”

Thwack!

“Don’t test my patience, pet. Answer me.”

“After you left for work, I fucked a huge dildo imagining it was you. When I climaxed, I licked it to taste myself. Then I sucked it while finger fucking myself pretending I was sucking you off.”

“You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you, pet?”

He spun me around until I sat on the edge of the bed. I lowered my gaze to his crotch. The sight of his cock straining at his pants sent my heart beating frantically.

I toed off my shoes and lifted my foot to massage him.

On a growl, he ripped off his clothes. “Get down on your knees and suck me.”

His shaft hung low, and a drop of pre-cum dripped down the head. I fell to my knees.

I closed my palm around him, my mouth watering.

“Take me deep.” He caught a fistful of my hair and guided his length between my lips, delving deep until the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. He blew out an explosive and shaky breath. Moaning, I took him deeper and slipped my hand inside my panties, hoping he wouldn’t notice I was pleasuring myself while I pleasured him.

Catching my hair, James dragged me up until our lips caught in a rough, demanding kiss. Our tongues dueled, and his stubble scratched my chin. I wanted his face between my legs. I wanted to feel the scratch of his stubble against my pussy.

He broke away from me. “On all fours on the bed now. Did you think I didn’t see what you were doing?”

I climbed onto the mattress and waited, eager for whatever James was about to do.

He stood at the edge of the mattress, ripped off my panties, and slapped his cock against my ass. My inner walls quivered and squeezed, begging for him.

“Inside me, sir. Fuck me. Make me come. Make me scream.”

He spread me wide and slammed inside. I gasped and moaned as he gripped my hips and pounded hard, never letting up his pace. I writhed against him. I was close, so, so close.

“Deeper. Harder,” I cried. “Slap your balls against me, sir. I want you to hurt me.”

“Say that again, pet.”

“I want you to hurt me.” He yanked my hair and wrenched my head back while his other hand smacked my ass. He slammed into me over and over again.

My orgasm blindsided me, stealing my breath, making me mindless and insane with lust.

“Let me pleasure you, sir.” I turned around, reached for his cock, and trailed my fingers down his length.

With my eyes locked on his, I sucked the now purple head between my lips and palmed his balls, loving the weight of this silky flesh in my hands. He plunged deep until I gagged, but I didn’t pull away or stop. If anything, his roughness turned me on even more—just like it always did.

I wanted as much of him in my mouth as I could take, as much as he could give. The telltale signs of another orgasm rushed up my spine. James’ cock twitched, and his balls drew up.

I wrapped my hand around him and sucked him while jerking him off. Rather than swallow every bit of his cum, I wanted it to spill from my lips and drip from my chin.

“You want me to come over your tits, pet?” He wrenched himself from my mouth and grasped a handful of my hair until I was on the verge of pain.

“I want your cum all over my body, sir.” The movements of my hand jerked him off faster. And I pulled him back into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks, sucking him with all I had.