Page 20 of Mistletoe Kisses
“I wish it had been a bit smoother of a reveal. But hey, they know now so that’s what matters.” Looking relieved, she turns toward me.
She’s right. Even better, Henry didn’t tell me to dismiss my cabin dream again. Seeing that I’ve got a better mindset about the whole thing, he’s gone out of his way to show a little support.
Relaxing a little, I watch as she drifts across the room. Expecting her to tuck herself between my legs and kiss me because of our win, I grunt when she flattens her palms on my shoulders and pushes me down on her bed. If I hadn’t been so caught off guard, she might not have had such an easy time climbing on top of me.
Cassidy looks good from this view. For a moment, I get caught up in it. From squeezing her hips to feeling the way she grinds against my lap to get as close as our layers of clothes in between allow us, I’m a bit distracted until I remember Delilah’s words. “The walls are thin.”
“We’ll be quiet. Plus, they’re going to video call their nieces and nephews. They’ve got to gush about their gifts.” Her hands fist my shirt and she starts tugging it up. “You’ve got no idea how badly I’ve wanted this.”
I can guess. Every kiss, every touch is all it takes to get my cock going. Fuck, even now, I can feel myself hardening. She must too because she’s groaning softly as she rubs herself against me. At this rate, she’s going to get herself off before I can put in a say. After waiting as well, I’m going to be greedy and want the same as what she does.
“Hold it for a second.” Gripping her hips to make her stop, I shift and tug her with me further up the bed so we can be a bit more comfortable. Sitting up, I hook my arms around her and nuzzle her throat. She’s so fucking warm. “Just so you don’t have your expectations high, It’s been a long time since I’ve done this. I might’ve gotten rusty.”
Even in the past, my love life was…lacking. I spent more time with my fist than I did in bed with my ex-wife.
Once I sink my cock inside of Cas, I’m never going to want to leave. She’s got to understand that. I’ve already grown addicted to her mouth and her touch, her body is the last piece of the package.
“You’re telling me. Though, I’m not sure you want me talking about my past.” She grins when I scoff.
Yeah, I don’t want to ever imagine another man’s hands on her. If I start getting jealous now, then I’m going to want to be glued to her hip from this point forward. Knowing her, she’d like that.
Leaning back, I peel her shirt off and groan. “You’ve got to start wearing a bra. Are you trying to kill me here?”
Her breasts are fucking perfect. No matter how many chances I get to see them, I feel like a lucky sonofabitch. I don’t deserve such rosy little buds, but she happily lets me pluck them until both are hardened points. Only then do I lean forward and run my tongue along them.
That pumpkin pie has nothing on this woman. I’m glad I skipped out on dessert.
“Fucking delicious, you know that?” Moving my hands back to cradle her hips, she starts moving again, her sweet sighs filling the room.
Usually, I’d be satisfied with getting her off with my fingers and calling it a night. Today, Cassidy is ready to go the whole way. I’m going to try my damned hardest to keep up with her.
Tapping her hip with my fingers, my thumb snaps the band of her sweatpants.
“Let me taste more of you.” Kissing the crook of her neck, I slide my fingers inside and grip her ass to make her gasp. “Think I can convince you to sit on my face?”
She pulls back, her eyes wide. Like I asked her something in a different language, her skin soon grows flushed when she finally registers what I’ve asked for. “I’m too heavy.”
What? “No, you’re not.” Laying back, I tap my chest. “I’m serious. Ditch those pants and climb up here. I’m starving.”
Sputtering a laugh, she doesn’t move for a moment. Only when I’m thinking about begging her does she crawl off my lap.Her lips purse together as she wiggles out of the pants. Stripping away the last bit of clothes on her body, she looks at my shirt with a frown. I rush to yank it off so her smile returns. “If I suffocate you, you better not hold it against me and haunt me.”
She’s so ridiculous, I love it. Love her. Even more when she crawls toward me. She’s not trying to be sexy, but fuck, I can’t get enough of her. From the little sway of her hips to the way she’s got her bottom lip caught between her teeth.
Swinging a leg over my chest, she straddles me backwards. Before I can comment, she looks back at me. “If we’re doing this, we’re both getting something out of this.”
As much as I want her to believe I can fully enjoy myself if she’d given me what I wanted, I’m in no rush to stop her when she frees my cock. Hooking my arms around her thighs, I tug her toward my mouth and enjoy the hot breath of her gasp against my slick tip.
“Be easy on me. I want to be inside you when I come.” Grinning as her body trembles, I take in the slickness of her pussy. Looking so appetizing, I don’t waste any more time pushing my tongue past her folds.
Once she gets her fingers wrapped around my shaft, I fight a groan as she starts stroking me. Trying not to get lost in the sensation of her tongue running along the length, I’m tempted to buck my hips.
As worried as I am about coming, once I start focusing my attention on pressing kisses to her clit and teasing the sensitive nub with the tip of my tongue, my worries are for nothing. Her stroking slows and the pleasure distracts her in a way that I need. Popping off my cock, a breathy moan escapes her lips.
I’m tempted to remind her to stay quiet, but I’m too lost in the slight rock of her hips. Grinding her pussy against my jaw, I’m guessing the worry of smothering me is resting at the back of her mind.
All I am focused on is making her come. Unlike me, I know her body can survive multiple rounds. Even when she jerks hard and I use my strength to keep her locked in place, I don’t hold back.
“Fuck, Mylo…” She shivers and groans against my hip. Her strokes grow uneven if any at all. Cursing again, her knees squeeze my shoulders before her legs start trembling. “Don’t stop…” Whispering her plea, her voice goes high-pitched.