Sexy Secret Santa (6 page)

With his cock in hand, he spread the lips of her pussy, stroking her seam and bumping against her clit with the head. She whimpered and moaned, tilting her hips toward him in an open invitation.

“Are you ready, Molly mine? Is this what you want?” He wanted to hear her say it. To know she wanted this as much as he did.

“Yes, please Josh. I need ‑‑” Her words ended on a gasp as he plunged inside. He pulled back, inching out slowly as he felt the walls of her pussy gripping him tight. “No, don’t leave me.” Her arms grasped at him.

“Don’t worry, Molly mine, I’ll give you everything you need.” Josh proceeded to do just that. Bracing a hand on the arm of the couch, he powered forward and sank himself into her velvet depths. “Wrap your legs around me, baby.”

She adjusted herself accordingly, digging her heels into his ass. He ignored the pain and sank impossibly deeper inside her. She was heaven, all he’d imagined and more.

Again and again he thrust into her welcoming heat, fucking her hard without pause. She met his every stroke with open abandon.

“Josh, Josh, Josh.” She chanted his name as he thrust into her.

“Take me. Take every inch of me.” He wanted to imprint this event onto her very soul. She was finally beneath him and he never wanted it to end.

“Yes, oh God, yes.”

He leaned forward to take her mouth in a bruising kiss. She returned his fervor, thrusting her tongue inside his mouth to duel with his. He pulled back to stare down into her desire-filled eyes.

“Fuck me, Josh. Make me yours.”

Her begging proved to be his undoing. His powerful strokes were relentless as he filled her, driving them both to the brink. He could feel her body begin to tremble beneath him and knew she was close.

Sliding his hand between them, he found her clit and rubbed hard, pushing her toward her climax. Her body clenched as the orgasm swept through her and she bucked up against him as she rode it through.

“More, Molly mine, give me more.” Josh continued to ride her, not allowing her to rest for one moment. He fought off his own orgasm and powered into her over and over until he thought his muscles would burst from the exertion. She gasped and dug her nails into his arms, her body responding to his once more.

“Oh God, I’m coming. I’m coming again.” Her voice held a hint of breathless amazement.

“Come for me. Now!” Her body rippled around his cock as she did just that. Her mouth opened and Josh bent his head to capture her lips and cut off the scream he was sure was forthcoming. Josh pressed forward one last time, thrusting deep and climaxing hard. She was his now and he wasn’t ever letting her go.

He collapsed over her for a brief moment, both of them breathing harshly. Then, pulling back, he reluctantly disengaged himself from her. As Molly lay on the couch, he disposed of the condom and grabbed some tissues to clean them both. She roused as soon as he touched her tender flesh.

“Oh, you don’t have to ‑‑”

“I want to.” Once he was finished, he stood and tossed the tissues in the trash. By the time he came back to the couch, Molly was standing and straightening herself.

“Do you think anyone noticed we were gone?”

“I’m not sure.” Josh bent down and grabbed her panties off the floor. “But ask me the big one.”

“What’s that?”

“Do I care?”

“Josh.” Her eyebrows shot up in surprise.

“I’m not trying to keep us or what we have together a secret, Molly.”

“I know.” She smiled softly as she took her underclothing from his hand. “I’m not either.”

“Good,” he said, with a firm nod of his head. That’s exactly what he wanted to hear. “Come home with me tonight.”

“Tonight? But it’s Christmas Eve.”

“Did you have plans with your family?”

“No, we spent Thanksgiving together. They’ll be visiting my sister and her family out of town for Christmas.”

“You weren’t going too?”

She shook her head. “No money for the flight.”

“So…” he teased. “Don’t you want to see what Santa left you under my tree?”

“Santa left me another gift?” Her lips twitched with the beginnings of a smile.

“Maybe. I guess it depends if you’ve been naughty or nice.”

“I definitely think this would put me at the top of the naughty list.”

“Which is why you’re my type of girl.” Pulling her into his arms he tilted her chin up. “So what do you say?”

“I say, let’s go.”

“Wonderful.” He had plans for their weekend and couldn’t wait to get started.

With a contented sigh, Molly opened her eyes and glanced around. From the very masculine-looking room and the tender-yet-delicious ache between her legs, she could surmise that last night had not been a dream. Wow! Merry Christmas to her.

Very carefully, she rolled over onto her side and stared at the sleeping man snoring softly beside her. What in the world did she do that was so right it warranted her getting exactly what she wanted from Saint Nick this year? She certainly had caught onto the Christmas spirit in a big way.

Last night Josh had followed her back to her apartment so she could pack a bag, insisting she include her new gifts as well. A flush began to cover her body as she thought about what he planned to do with the toys. So far he’d proved to be very creative in his lovemaking. In the past, the few partners she had weren’t very imaginative. In fact, both had been downright boring in the bedroom.

After he pleasured her so thoroughly last night she wanted to return the favor. Besides, she had the urge to try something she’d not had much experience with before. Sitting up, she eased the sheet down his body and over his hips, exposing the object of her pleasure. His cock, even in respite, was formidable in the light of day.

Molly reached out with a finger to trace the vein that ran the length. The heat and power radiating from him was tremendous. And growing. Just from her one touch his cock was already reacting. She wrapped her hand around him, noticing the ever-changing thickness and length. Her thumb rubbed over the crown. It felt like hard steel covered in silken velvet.

The need to taste him, to take him in her mouth, was spiraling in her belly and making her wet with just the thought. Anticipation had her licking her lips. Leaning down, she flicked her tongue over the head, licking at the moisture that was beginning to gather there. It was a little salty, but not unpleasant at all.

Being able to lick and taste him was good. In fact, she actually enjoyed it, but she had a sudden desire to do a little more experimenting. Molly couldn’t help thinking taking him deep within her mouth would be so much better. Of course this was one thing she’d never been that good at. The first time she tried it, the guy had shoved his cock down her throat instead of letting her take things slow. Rather than receiving a blowjob, he went home with teeth marks and never called her again.

Josh was thankfully asleep though so she could experiment a little at her own pace. Taking a deep breath, Molly opened wide and engulfed the head of his cock. It took a moment for her to relax her jaw and get used to the sensation, but she realized it wasn’t as bad as she’d feared or remembered. She sucked experimentally for a few seconds, until she heard a rumbling groan from his chest.

She glanced up to see him staring down at her, desire flashing in his eyes. “Don’t stop, Molly mine, whatever you do, just don’t stop.”

His pleasure-filled words were a catalyst to her and she smiled inwardly, reveling in her power. Her nervousness and apprehension disappearing, she pushed down and took him deeper into her throat. The suddenness of her actions caused her to panic for a moment and she felt as if she couldn’t breathe. She started to choke and pulled back.

“Slow, baby, slow. Don’t rush it.” Josh stroked her hair as she lifted her head, sucking in air.

“I’m sorry, I ‑‑”

“Shh, don’t worry. It’s all good.” He tilted her chin up to stare directly at her. “Every lick, every suck, and every scrape of your teeth. It’s good because it’s you who’s doing it. Understand?”

Not really, but his encouragement was all she needed to keep trying. Lowering her head, she slid her tongue around the crown of his cock before taking him in her mouth once again. She eased down, going slow as he’d suggested. When she didn’t rush things, it occurred to her she was able to breathe through her nose, which made everything much easier.

“Yeah baby, that’s it. You’re doing great.”

His words spurred her on. Wrapping her hands around the base of his cock, she began to move her head up and down, taking him deeper and deeper with every plunge.

“Harder, baby.” Josh wrapped his hands in her hair, but he continued to allow her to control the motions. As he suggested, she sucked harder, working the muscles of her mouth to massage his cock. Josh groaned his appreciation and she began to listen to the sounds, learning what he liked and repeating those motions. When she found one particular move that had his hips jerking up, she zeroed in on it.

“Fuck yeah. Again, more.”

The emotions that rushed through her at that moment made her dizzy with power. Her pussy was practically sopping because she was so turned on. Although she hadn’t really intended to go this far in her explorations, she suddenly had the desire to let him come in her mouth.

Speeding up her motions she moved her hand and allowed his cock even deeper into her throat. Her gagging reflex hadn’t disappeared entirely, but she fought off her immediate reaction and continued to breathe through her nose. She wasn’t going to chicken out now.

“So good, so fucking good.” Josh was holding her head now, his back arching and his hips moving in rhythm with her mouth. Molly glanced up at that moment and saw his shuttered gaze locked on her. “Don’t stop, baby. Don’t stop.”

At his pleas, she redoubled her efforts, closing her lips around him and sucking hard. His fingers dug deep into her skull as his orgasm rushed through him. With a hoarse shout and accompanying groan, Josh came and a torrent of seed shot into her mouth. Molly struggled to swallow it all, but enjoyed the pleasure in knowing she’d made him lose his control.

After he finally settled back onto the bed, his harsh breathing was the only sound in the room. Josh continued to stroke her hair as Molly lay on her side, her head pillowed on his stomach and a smile hovering around her mouth. She’d been able to snag the edge of the sheet and cover her body. During the throes of giving oral sex she might have forgotten what she looked like nude, but just lying here was a completely different story.

“You are incredible, you know that?”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t sound so doubtful. Your enthusiasm was very apparent.”

She lifted her head to look at him. “What do you mean?”

Josh pulled her up to cradle her in his arms. “Some women give head because they think it’s expected or as a bargaining chip. You did it for the simple pleasure and believe me, there’s a difference.”

“How can you tell?”

“Because you had fun with it. You tried different things and paid attention to what I liked.” He reached between her legs and stroked her pussy, rubbing his fingers in the moisture gathered there. Bringing his fingers back to his mouth, he licked them clean, smacking his lips in pleasure. “And you got off on it. You enjoyed it almost as much as I did.”

The sight of him licking his fingers had her creaming even more. The man could make her a molten puddle with a few words and strokes. She was like putty in his hands. He was right, though.

“I did enjoy it, for the first time ever.”

“Good, I’m glad. It’s just too bad I’m going to have to wait a bit to recover.”

“Recover?”

Josh chuckled. “It’s Christmas morning, Molly, did you forget? I still have one more present for you.”

“Oh.” His presents had progressively gotten kinkier as the days had gone on so she had no idea what to expect. All she knew for sure was that she would enjoy whatever he had planned.

* * * * *

A few hours later, Josh sat on the couch with Molly in his arms. Christmas music played in the background and they were enjoying the lights twinkling on the tree. When they’d finally left the bed this morning, Molly had insisted on wearing something even after he’d pointed out his home was quite toasty. As a compromise, he wore his boxers and allowed her to wear a T-shirt she’d packed.

She didn’t realize it, but the shirt did little to hide her charms from his view. The thin cotton molded her breasts and the hem only grazed the curves of her ass cheeks. All day he’d touched her whenever he had the opportunity. He would stroke his fingers over her hand, his knuckles would accidentally on purpose brush over the tips of her breasts, or his cock would press against her rear as they worked in the close confines of the kitchen.

Josh wanted to keep her on edge, teasing her as he had all week with sexual tension. It looked as if his plan was working. Molly seemed to be wearing a permanent blush and every time Josh touched her he noticed her changing breathing patterns. The eagerness shining in her eyes did little to disguise her desire either. He had the feeling she’d been anticipating her present since he’d mentioned it this morning.

“Josh?”

“Hmm?”

“I feel bad.” She ran a finger down his chest, distracting him for a moment from what she was saying.

“Why’s that?”

“I don’t have a present for you.”

He chuckled at her blatant hinting. “That’s where you’re wrong, but it’s okay.”

She furrowed her brow. “What do you mean, I’m wrong?”

“You’ll see.”

“Does this have something to do with my present?”

“Perhaps.”

“Maybe you should just give it to me then.”

Josh smiled and stood from the couch, holding out his hand. “Let’s go sit by the tree.” The Christmas tree was just to the side of the fireplace and they could sit and enjoy both while he presented her gift.

Once they settled on the rug, Josh took Molly’s hands in his, garnering her attention. “Before I give you your gift, I have a question for you.”

“Um, okay.”

“Why are you constantly trying to hide yourself from me?”

She blinked and stared at him silent for a long moment. “I’m…I’m not sure what you mean.”

Dropping her hands he hooked his fingers on the material of her T-shirt. “This, for one thing.”

Unable to continue holding his gaze, Molly lowered her gaze to stare at her hands. “I was cold.”

Josh reached out and, with a finger beneath her chin, tilted her head up. “We’re sitting by the fire right now. You really can’t say you’re still cold.”

She looked as if she was about to cry and he wondered for a moment if he should have pushed this. But he felt as if there was truly something between them, and if he wanted this relationship to last then he needed her to get past this.

Molly swallowed hard and sighed. “I’m embarrassed. I don’t want you to see me naked.”

“I’ve seen you naked.”

She twisted her lips and shook her head. “Not really. At the office I was mostly dressed; I just had my skirt pushed up. And last night we had sex in the dark.”

“What about this morning? You were completely nude then.”

A wry little smile crossed her face. “You weren’t really paying much attention to what I was wearing or not wearing, just enjoying my mouth.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “Maybe you’re right. But baby, I want to see you naked. I want to enjoy exploring every luscious inch of you. Why would that embarrass you? Because I know you’re far from repressed.”

She smiled a bit, but then sighed again. “We both know I’m overweight. I just worry…” Her words trailed off.

“Worried about what?”

“That once you see everything, you won’t want me anymore, that you’ll change your mind.”

Josh didn’t say anything for the longest time as he tried to process everything he was hearing. One emotion continued to permeate his brain: anger. “I could kill that bastard.”

Molly’s eyes widened. “Kill who?”

“That fucking ex of yours. He really did a number on you, didn’t he?”

“He wasn’t exactly wrong about everything he said. I am overweight.” Face flushed, she tried to turn away but he wouldn’t let her.

“So what? I wear glasses. We’re more than our looks.”

“It’s not exactly the same. You’re good looking with or without your glasses. I look good with clothes on, but without, not so much.”

“To me you look good because of who you are. Don’t hide yourself from me. I’m not him.”

She gasped. “God no, I don’t think that. I know you’re not.”

“Then prove it to me, let me through those walls you’re trying to put up between us.”

Josh watched the various emotions flitting over her face, hoping she’d make the right choice.

Molly grasped the hem of her shirt and slowly began to draw it upward, pulling the cotton over her head before tossing the shirt down. Then, as if she thought she might lose her courage, she put her hand on her hips and shimmied out of her panties, flinging them aside as well. He had to give her credit; she kept her arms by her sides and didn’t try to cover herself.

Reaching out, he traced a finger along the curve of one breast and then dragged his nail down her rounded stomach. He circled her belly button and watched as she shivered in reaction. Nipples puckering and breathing hitched, she wasn’t unaffected by his touch.

“Beautiful.” A rosy blush infused her skin and he could see her start to relax. He reached behind him and grabbed a large wrapped box that was beneath the tree. “I think it’s time you opened your present.”

“What is it?”

“You won’t know until you open it.”

Molly stripped the ribbon and bows from the box and ripped the paper off within seconds. Lifting the lid, she dug through the tissue paper searching for her gift. She frowned when all she found was more ribbon in the box. “I…I don’t understand.”

Josh took the ribbons from her hand and moved the box behind him. “Remember how you said you didn’t have a present for me?”

She nodded.

“You’re my present, Molly. I want to wrap you up in these ribbons and explore you to my heart’s content. I’ve fantasized about you for the last six months. How many ways I could take you. I want to use your toys on you until you’re so hot you’re begging me to fuck you any way I want.”

“And how do you want me?”

“Bound and at my mercy.”