Page 9 of Kissing Nick

“I want you, too, Nick,” she whispers.

My cock hardens at her words.

I raise my other hand to wrap around the back of her neck, too, and pull her toward me with more force. We start kissing again, and it’s more intense this time. Our kisses overflow with need.

I’m so hard for her that I feel like I’m going to burst through my pants.

I drop my hands to hers, stand up, and pull her into the bedroom. Kissing her, sliding my tongue against hers, I start to undress her, ripping her clothes off with such urgency that I riskactuallyripping them.

Her hands are frantic over me, too, getting my belt undone, my zipper down, my shirt off. I realize then that I still have that Santa hat on from earlier and I laugh as she throws it across the room.

I unhook her bra, toss it across the room, too, and dip my head to suck one of her already-hard nipples. Holly moans and smooths her hand through my hair, then cups her palm to the back of my head and pulls me harder against her breast.

I bite down gently on her nipple, making her moan even louder. As I continue to gently bite and lick her hard nub, I move a hand between her thighs, rubbing my fingers over her panties and feeling the dampness that’s already soaked through the fabric.

“Nick,” Holly moans.

I lift my mouth from her breast and kiss her lips again.

“Ask for it,” I mutter against her open lips.

“Fuck me.Please.”

I eye her dresser behind us, and when I think about fucking her up against it, my cock throbs in my briefs. While I’m still thinking about everything I want to do to her, Holly’s hand drops down and she palms my hard-on.

“Oh my God,” she murmurs. “How do you walk around all day with that thing?”

I laugh. I kiss her, yank down the edges of her panties, and pull her over to the dresser.

When I slowly spin her away from me, she leans forward, places her palms on the top of her dresser, looks over her shoulder at me, and smiles. I tug my briefs down, kick them off my feet, and wrap my hand around my cock. I drag it up and down over her slit—teasing her, making her moan—then I push the engorged tip into her, drawing a gasp from her mouth.

“Oh, Nick,” she moans, pushing back against me, taking more of me into her. I push further into her, reveling at the sight of my cock disappearing inside of her. She’s tight but incredibly wet.

I groan as I slide deeper into her. Slowly, I thrust in and out of her with deep strokes. Her fingers spread wider on the dresser and her breathing goes higher and louder as each minute goes on.

“Right there!” Holly gasps. “Oh my God. That’s so good. Rightthere. Don’t stop.”

I zero in on the magical spot and pump into her harder. I hold on to her incredible hips as I enter her over and over again.

“Nick! I’m gonna—oh God, I’m gonna—”

She screams out as she comes. It takes everything in me not to blow my load inside of her. And somehow I manage to stay in control as she rides out the orgasm. Then I pull out of her, turn her around, and kiss her deeply, my erection throbbing between us.

“You can come inside me, Nick,” Holly murmurs, still catching her breath. “I’m on the pill.”

She presses her curves against me and I let out a moan. I’m so close to coming all over her sweet little stomach…but no way am I settling for that now.

I pull her over to the bed. She lays back on it, with renewed heat in her eyes, and I crawl over her and cage her in with my body. I slide back into her, groaning at how fucking good she feels.

We kiss deeply as I pump into her, every thrust more heavenly than the last. I tear my mouth away from hers and groan, “Come with me, Holly.”

Holly nods, gasping for air. “I’m so close. So—oh!Oh!”

“Fuck,” I grunt. I buck against her with several hard, deep thrusts and spill into her sweet, soaked pussy. Holly cries out as she comes, too.

We hold each other for several minutes, both of us just trying to catch our breath.

“Be with me, Holly,” I finally manage to say.