My Holiday Secret: A Romantic Comedy, page 48
I rolled onto my stomach and propped myself up on my elbows. Eagerly I wrenched his cock out and licked up and down his long, hard shaft. He was so thick that my thumb and fingers couldn’t touch. I slid forward and dipped his engorged head into my mouth.
The deeper I took him, the more I discovered my gag reflex. I couldn’t even get half of him in my mouth without coughing. He leaned back and brushed my hair out of the way. Vance’s lower lip peeled back to reveal a row of clenched teeth. I loved that he wanted to watch me sucking his cock.
It was extremely hot. My heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to burst.
I licked over his head as I sucked and grabbed his balls. Vance’s stomach contracted with a wave of pleasure that I wore like a badge of honor. I was a little rusty, but I resolved to get better at it eventually. I doubted he’d mind if I practiced on him.
His fingernails dragged down my scalp as he grabbed the back of my head and worked me faster back and forth. I liked having him move me around to serve him. I thought about what he said earlier about people in control occasionally wanting it taken from him.
God, he was so right…
He slowly forced his cock out of my mouth. I initially fought him a little, really wanting to make him come orally.
“Oh no you don’t,” Vance said, breathing a little heavy.
“Awww,” I whined, looking up at him and licking my smiling lips.
He crawled over me, reached into the nightstand and pulled out a condom. I snatched it from him and unrolled it over his rock hard cock, squeezing a few times for good measure. I sat up and kissed him again, while he snapped off my bra.
Vance laid me on my back with a heavy palm on my chest and took a moment to watch and feel my chest rise and fall. Something about that turned me on like crazy. Vance wasn’t the kind of man who powered through sex. He stopped occasionally to fully experience everything.
This was where he wanted to be—with me. It made me feel wanted and accepted, like I was the only person in his world. It felt really good.
He didn’t even bother to take my panties off, he just moved them aside, which was somehow even kinkier. Then he laid his heavy cock over my pussy, tempting and tormenting me. I wanted him inside of me so bad I couldn’t think straight.
“Fuck me,” I whispered, begging so quietly that I could barely hear it.
He must’ve read my lips. He pinned my right shoulder down and twisted my hips to the left. My legs were together in a laying down, but also sitting position, when he rubbed his cock against my lower lips.
He slowly pushed into my wet opening, his hot cock, spreading me wide open. I moaned softly at first, but got louder the deeper he went. The angle he put me in melted my brain. My whole body became pudding.
He slid out and slowly thrust back in, then again. It was much easier than the first time in the back of his car. Again, I was just enough to hold all of him. Fuck, we really were made for each other.
He fucked me so long and hard that I came twice. The second time was when he pulled me on top of him. I saw the dawn start to break through his window as I screamed his name. That pushed him over the edge. His huge cock finally exploded, straining the condom to its limits.
Vance pulled me down on top of him, and I basked in the warmth of his body as I cuddled him. For almost the entire time I was with Chris, I worried I’d never get this feeling again.
Thank God for Vance.
I nestled my head into his chest and starting counting my other blessings. So much had happened, in the last day and a half, to culminate in him and me being naked and filthy in bed together. If my sister hadn’t forced me to come home for the holidays, I’d never have met my burly caveman.
I ran my hand through his tuft of chest hair and wondered. “What do you think the future has in store for us?”
“No idea,” Vance replied. “But for the first time in a long time, I’m looking forward to finding out.”
I smiled at that, as a crazy idea popped into my head.
What was really keeping me in California?
I could do my job from anywhere, but I didn’t like the idea of uprooting my whole life for a guy; after all Chris was why I originally moved to the west coast. But things with Vance felt different; more real somehow. And now that Jan ditched that asshole Jeff, she was going to need my support.
Besides things had changed here now that Dad was more like his old self again. Then there was grandma, and her health to think about. I wanted to be around for her, too. The more I thought about it, the crazier it was not to move back home.
“You know what you’re going to write your article on yet?” Vance asked, pulling me out of my own mind.
It was going to be hard. There was no way around that. Vance still had to finish his master’s degree, and I’d have to deal with Mom. Eventually, we might be able to get a place together though. It might still be a little ways off, but I loved the sound of that.
“I have a few ideas.” I looked up at his dark brown eyes and was immediately set at ease. I could stare into those eyes for the rest of my life. “Why?”
Vance stretched, putting his hands behind his head, and winked. “Just making sure I get paid for tonight.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked with deadly seriousness. “You just got paid.”
I laughed as he started tickling me. Tickling turned into playful wrestling, which turned into another full round of sex.
When we came this time, the past two days caught up with us. Like a sudden tidal wave, exhaustion crested over us, then crashed. Dawn was full on and, from the subtle shift in his breathing, I could tell that Vance had just passed out. I was pretty close behind.
My last thought before slipping into the best sleep I had in years would go on to be the title of my upcoming holiday article.
Maybe all this Christmas miracle stuff wasn’t bullshit after all.
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