Christmas from Hell
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Swallowing hard, he tried to look away, tried to stop picturing everything in that drawer and all the ways that he could use the toys and lube with Necie, but couldn’t stop thinking about how it would feel to roll over, push her on her back, strip her of her clothes and lick and suck her breasts as he used his hands to push her legs open and settle between her legs. He imagined gently grinding his cock against her to see how wet she was, and he knew that he would make her fucking wet. He’d do everything he could to make her wet.
 
When she was moaning his name in his ear, digging her nails into his back, wrapping her legs around his waist as she shifted wildly beneath him, desperate to get him inside her. He was going to-
 
“Oh, fuck no,” he groaned softly, closing his eyes and willing his overly excited cock to go to sleep and leave him in peace, but it wouldn’t listen to him.
 
It was intrigued with the idea of the little jinx moaning his name as he pumped inside her, fucking her in every position in that book until he’d fucked her in the last position and then he’d turn her on her stomach, cover her body and slide his cock into her beautiful plump ass, something that he’d never fantasized about before.
 
There was something seriously fucking wrong with him, he told himself as he forced his eyes away from the nightstand that had started it all and turned over onto his side and groaned when he realized the little jinx was lying on her side with her generously curved ass was positioned just right for his eager cock.
 
As he closed his eyes and willed her to stop moving that beautiful ass of hers, unintentionally grinding it against the part of his body that was infatuated with her the most, he realized that it was going to be a long fucking night.
 
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Slow deep breaths, she told herself, slow deep-
 
Oh, God, it moved again!
 
Okay, no need to panic, she told herself. She was completely dressed, he had boxers on and besides, it was just an erection. It didn’t mean anything. It was a natural blood flow response, most likely because he was lying down and resting. That was it. That was the reason that it kept jerking hard against her bottom, making her bite her lip and grip the sleeping bag so tightly that she feared that her fingers were going to tear through the tough material.
 
When he shifted behind her, she decided that she didn’t give a damn what the reason for that large hard thing poking her in the ass was, she was getting the hell out of there! Taking a deep breath, she threw the large pile of blankets off her and-
 
“Oh, God,” she choked out when she felt his lips press against her nape as his hand covered her breast and squeezed.
 
“Oh, God,” he groaned as his large hand spread around her breast for a better hold and gave it a gentle squeeze as he kissed the back of her nape, sounding like it was the most pleasurable thing that he’d ever done in his life while she laid there, stunned and having no idea what to do, how she should respond, or more importantly, why was he touching her like this?
 
She should tell him to stop, she realized as he used his hold on her breast that seemed quite happy with the attention that it was finally getting, and rolled her onto her back. Licking her lips, she opened her mouth to no doubt say something incredibly stupid or embarrassing when Duncan, the man of her dreams, leaned in and covered her mouth with his.
 
Shocked, her hands immediately shot to his shoulders. Her hold tightened on his shoulders, ready to push him off and kick him in the balls the way her grandfather had showed her when he did something that no other man that had kissed her had been able to do.
 
He made her sigh.
 
Smiling against her lips, because apparently he liked that sound, he turned his head and continued to tease and nip at her lips as his hand gave her breast one last squeeze before-
 
“You feel so fucking good,” he moaned, sounding just as surprised as she felt as he yanked her shirt up, almost desperately, snuck his hand up and took her bare breast into his surprisingly gentle hand and took her breath away.
 
Having absolutely no idea what she should do, she laid there as he kissed and caressed her body. When she felt the tip of his tongue trace her bottom lip, she tentatively opened her mouth and felt her body melt into him.
 
When his tongue slid inside her mouth and he groaned, she moaned with excitement. When she found the strength to run her tongue nervously against his, he rewarded her with a pained groan and squeezed her breast firmly, running the bottom of his thumb slowly around her nipple, making it harden with every pass and her breaths quicken.
 
She didn’t know how long they laid there kissing or how long it was before Duncan couldn’t take it anymore and reached down and slid his hand beneath the loose waist of her sweatpants and touched her.
 
“Oh, God,” she said, unable to think of anything else to say, not when he was tracing her slit with his fingertips, seeming to really enjoy the way he made her wet and if she couldn’t tell by the way his fingers trembled and he moaned, then his words definitely did.
 
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled, continuing to slide his fingers between her lips as his kiss became more aggressive, hotter, possessive and all she could do was hold onto him as he shoved her pants and panties down. “I can’t fucking wait to feel you wrapped around my cock,” he said against her lips as pushed her onto her side, curled up behind her, grinding himself against her ass as he moved his attention to her neck.
 
“I want to lick your pussy before I fuck you, but I don’t think that I can wait that long,” he said, sounding out of breath as gave her breast another squeeze. “I bet you taste fucking amazing,” he whispered in her ear as she struggled to catch her breath.
 
This was happening really fast.
 
It was like nothing she’d ever imagined, she realized as Duncan reached down, hooked her leg over his arm and used his hold on her to pull her back. “I want to use every toy in that drawer, fuck you in every position in that book and find out just how talented your beautiful lips would feel around my cock, but I can’t fucking wait any longer,” he snarled, and oh, God was that a turn on.