Page 16 of Her Christmas Beast
“Angel,” he chokes out with warning.
“Not listening,” I sass back. And I’m kind of not. I’ve freed his glorious cock, the one that teases me at night in his bed where he refuses to stuff it in me. So it’s not like I’m unfamiliar with it. Except now it’s rushing to meet me, pearly liquid beading at the blunt head, thick veins pulsing angrily. I spare one brief glance up to make sure I’m not crossing some boundary I didn’t intend to. Billy’s eyes are closed, his head thrown back, and his fists are clenched on the table. I’ll take that as a yes.
I dip my head back down and swirl my tongue over him like I’m testing a lollipop for flavor. He tastes slightly spicy and hot against my tongue. I bring my hands up to hold him steady so I can take more of him into my mouth. He’s bigger than I realized, but velvety too. I lick and swallow, drawing him just that much farther in. Then I pull back and take a minute to simply run my tongue along his length. I won’t be able to take all of him,but I can make sure I don’t ignore an inch. I warm my mouth with a long swallow of coffee and follow that with immediately wrapping my lips around his tip.
“Fuck, Angel,” Billy groans with pleasure. That extra little bit of encouragement has me reaching down to cup his balls, teasing them with my fingertips. He jumps in my mouth. I would giggle if I could manage it.
“Baby Angel, you need to stop now or you’re going to choke on my cum,” Billy gets out through gritted teeth. He tries to move my head back with his hands, but I tighten my grip just enough and he erupts with a roar. He’s right, in a way. I can’t swallow fast enough and by the time I give him one last loving lick, my front is spattered with white. Billy doesn’t seem to mind though when he tucks himself back in and pulls me up onto his lap. His deep kiss has me wriggling against him, eager for my turn, but there’s a sharp gasp of surprise at the door.
“Dr. Turner?”
I peek cautiously over Billy’s broad shoulder, not surprised that his arms have sealed into a protective cocoon around me, as if whoever this is shouldn’t get a glimpse of my cum-spattered flannel. I’m just thankful they didn’t walk in five minutes earlier. I’m expecting to meet Tom, but what I didn’t foresee was that I would know him already and that he would remember me.
Tom Delaney is frozen in place, the door still open and his brown eyes staring wide in horrified shock. I sigh and say as calmly as I can manage under the circumstances, “Shut the door, Tom, and kindly explain how you came to be working for…” I glance at Billy, not sure how the rest of the world refers to him. I can’t quite read his expression, but burning rage might come close. “… Mr. Zver,” I end lamely.
“First, I want to know how you know him, Angel,” Billy bites out. Ohh, I think he’s a little jealous. Which is ridiculous but sweet. I drop a kiss on his cheek in appreciation. “Tom was oneof my first students when I started as an adjunct professor at the university. I’ll simply say that if all my students had been like him, I wouldn’t still be teaching.” In truth, Tom had been a menace. Never doing assignments, showing up halfway through the period on test days and still managing to be brilliant. At the time, I’d been about the same age as my students and desperate to hang on to my authority. Tom pretty much obliterated it. I’d never been so glad to see a student’s back as Tom’s when the semester ended. But while his lack of discipline might be extreme, that doesn’t explain how he came to be doing up shirt buttons and chopping vegetables for a world-renowned architect.
Billy grunts and his hands cup my ass as he stands up with me in his arms. “Dr. Turner and I have some unfinished business, Tom. I’ll talk with you later.” He carries me down the hall to the bedroom while I watch Tom still frozen in place. “Maybe you should talk with him now,” I say slowly. “He seems really shocked.”
“He can wait,” Billy growls. “I can’t.” He pauses to shut and lock the bedroom door before continuing on to the bathroom, finally setting me on my feet next to the giant walk-in shower. But he keeps one hand possessively on my shoulder while he starts the water flowing. When he deems it ready, Billy briskly and efficiently strips us both. Then he’s pushing me gently under the spray. When I’m wet and warm, I suddenly find myself pinned against the cold stone tile. I squeal and Billy growls. “I was trying to hold off until you were ready, but circumstances have changed. You’ll have to take as much of me as you can manage.”
I reach for him eagerly, but he’s supporting my weight with backward pressure on my thighs so I can’t quite reach. He spreads my legs wider and steps between them, coming close enough for me to reach for his shoulders. “Billy?”
“You’re mine, Angel. And your little stunt this morning truly unleashed the beast. I barely had him tethered anyway.”
Oh! I try to pull him closer, but Billy clearly has other plans. His cock is harder than it was just a few minutes ago, jutting upward angrily. My pussy clenches, eager to have some of that. Finally. Billy lowers me ever so slightly down the wall. “Sink down onto me, Angel. Take as much of my cock as you can, but don’t you dare force it. I’ll spank that pretty ass until you can’t sit down if you take more than you can comfortably manage.”
I bite my lip in concentration. I want it all. I drop one hand down to guide him to my entrance. When his tip pushes slowly into me, I feel the burning stretch but also his back muscles straining with the effort not to pound into me. I take a deep breath, wait for the pain to subside, then I slide down a little further. Half of his cock is all I’m able to take in this position. I sigh with frustration, but Billy seems pleased. “Such a good girl, Angel. I’m going to make sure you get a nice reward for obeying orders.”
He moves me up and down the wall, on and off his cock, slowly and with ease. He doesn’t try to enter me further, instead altering the pace and angle ever so slightly. I can feel the pressure building. I need more of him and I jerk my legs on his next downward slide, taking him in another inch. His hands grip my thighs tighter. “No more of that, baby Angel. Reach down and touch yourself. I want you cumming on my cock right now.”
It only takes one blind flick of my finger against my clit before I’m convulsing around his thick length, tightening down to what has to be almost painful for him. He cums with a roar that drowns out my cries as his hot spurts send me completely over the edge.
When I can think again, Billy is washing me gently with his forest-scented body wash, dropping soft kisses on my skin as he goes. “You okay there, Angel?”
I nod slightly while closing my eyes, still speechless, and he chuckles. “I think that counts as stretching for this morning. Be thinking about what you want as a reward.”
“For what?” My eyes pop open. I heard him say that earlier, but I thought it was just bedroom talk.
“You aced the midterm, baby,” he proclaims cryptically as he helps me out and starts toweling me dry. “You need a nap, or are you ready for breakfast?”
“Breakfast, as long as Tom’s not going to poison me.”
“I’ll cook it,” he responds grimly, but then chases it with a grin. “Don’t leave this room until you’re fully dressed though.”
7
I’m slightly horrified that I might have Tom Delaney to thank for finally getting Billy’s cock where it belongs. I mean, I knew Billy couldn’t hold out forever, but he was making a pretty good stab at it. Until another man showed up and his primal need to stake a claim rose front and center. A man much younger than the aging retainer I was picturing for some reason. Not that I’m at all attracted to Tom. Because eeuw.
I feel better when I hear voices coming from the kitchen and slow my steps to listen.
“How could you even bring yourself to kiss her, William? I don’t think she’s a woman, let alone human. The rumor on campus was she’s a robot created by the science department, so nobody has to actually teach calculus.”
“As far as you’re concerned, she’s not a woman. Think of her as my wife.”
“You got married! I was only gone for three days.” His outrage is comical and I have to work to hold in my laughter.
“Not yet. Within the next couple of weeks. But for all intents and purposes, yes, we’re married.”