Lacey Alexander [The Twelve Quickies Of Christmas Book 10 ] (3 page)

Oooh, yes, spank me! Spank me!

God, she was hot. So fucking hot that he was sorely tempted to sink his fingers down between the crack of her ass into her wet pussy, more than ready to feel the slick heat of her warm, tight passage but no, this was supposed to be punishment, after all, and she sounded like she was having far too good of a time. Her pussy would have to wait.

After a few more nice hard slaps to her luscious ass, he stopped abruptly. Get up.

When she stood before him again, her eyes brimmed with a new fire, a darkness that told him oh yes she was having a very good time getting disciplined.

He pointed to another gift, which she knelt beside and began to unwrap, looking as anxious as a kid on Christmas morning. Oh

she gasped softly when she saw the red

handcuffs and red satin sleep mask or in this case, holiday bondage mask. Setting the box aside, she rose back to her heels and turned her gaze on him, as if waiting for his next instruction. He had to hold back a satisfied smile at how deeply and easily she d let herself be drawn into the game.

Hand me the cuffs, but first turn your back to me and bend over very slowly to get them.

She pivoted away from him and leaned at the waist to pluck up the red handcuffs, giving him a luscious rear view of her pink slit.

Very nice, baby, he murmured, taking the cuffs from her outstretched hand. Keep your ass to me and put your hands behind your back. He locked the cuffs around her wrist one snap, then two his stomach contracting with the excitement of subduing her. Now go sit down on the couch.

Her eyes took on a glassy sheen and her cheeks diffused with rosy anticipation as she settled on the nearby sofa, the firelight dappling her skin. Finally rising from his relaxed position in the chair, he picked up the red mask and walked toward her.

Spread your legs.

She parted her thighs on command and he dropped his gaze to her pretty cunt. She looked so wet that she had to be soaking the couch cushion with her juices. He stepped between her knees and said, Now move a little closer to the edge.

Sitting up straighter, she inched forward until he commanded, Stop.

Her face was at eye level with his cock, only a few inches away. Her gaze locked onto his erection and she looked downright hungry. Damn, she really
was
a bad girl. He d hoped like hell, but had never really believed she would be so into this kind of foreplay. Her hunger and lack of fear got him even hotter.

He slid the satin mask over her eyes, covering them completely. She sat very still, calm, giving her lip a sexy little bite. He wished he had a camera so he could photograph her like this, so he could freeze the vision and keep it forever his perfect little submissive, just waiting to see what he would demand of her.

Open your pretty mouth for me, bad girl.

She parted her lips wide, letting her tongue lay lightly on her bottom lip clearly waiting for his cock. He smiled. Dirty, wicked little girl.

There s something I want you to taste, he said softly. Are you ready?

She nodded, mouth still in perfect cock-sucking position.

Reaching behind him to the coffee table, he picked up the thick candy cane he d placed there earlier, sliding it slowly onto her waiting tongue. Beneath the red satin, the corners of her mouth turned up in a small grin as a sound of amusement escaped her throat.

He leaned near her, whispering Suck it for me.

As her lips closed firmly over the stick of candy, his cock jolted. He slid the candy cane deeper into her accepting mouth, once, twice, three times, and when he slowly pulled it back out, she flicked her tongue over the end of it so sensually that he almost felt it at the tip of his erection.

Setting the candy cane aside, Cole reached out, stroking his hands through her hair, repositioning himself so that his cock was dangerously near the heaven of her lips, tinted dark candy red from the peppermint stripes. He heard his own breath come faster as he wrapped his fist around the base of his shaft, nudging the head lightly against her mouth.

She opened for him, but he pulled back, away punishing himself as much as her.

Her smile gone, she whimpered in frustration.

You want this, baby? he purred. You want this cock in your mouth?

Mmm, yes.

He considered teasing her some more, making her work harder, making her beg, but he didn t think his body could take it. So he steadied his hard-on level with her face, then eased it in.

Her moan of delight as her wet lips closed around him made him tremble. Damn, she was good. He slid his cock smoothly, deeply into the recesses of her warm mouth, watching how calm she remained, calm but determined, leaning forward to take even more than he offered.

He moaned and pushed deeper, deeper still, until well over half of his erection was buried between those pretty red lips.

He pulled in his breath slightly as a cool, tingling sensation echoed through his hard-on from the peppermint lingering in her mouth, he supposed. He d never felt anything like it and it added infinitely to the pleasure rippling through his body.

His cock pulsed like mad, and for a few seconds he thought he might explode, but then she backed off, falling into a warm rhythm, taking it in, sliding back on it, taking it in, sliding back. Mmm, yeah, baby, he growled. Just like that.

Just watching her provided nearly as much enjoyment as her mouth did. He d never seen a woman appear so voracious, yet so submissive at the same time. His long, deep strokes between her lips soon turned into fucking her mouth gently but thoroughly. He loved her trust she couldn t see, couldn t touch, but she trusted him not to push too far, not to give her anything she couldn t handle. You suck my cock so good, baby, he breathed over her.

* * * * *

Amy let his words fill her senses as much as his enormous cock filled her mouth. One part of her could scarcely believe she could even wrap her lips around his thick shaft, let alone take it all the way to her throat, but by the time he d slid it in, she d wanted it so damn bad she hadn t even thought about being intimidated by his size. She d just accepted it, reveled in it, swallowing as much of him as she could.

Not being able to see increased her sense of how big he was as she relished every solid inch that moved in and out of her mouth. Having her arms trapped behind her back was at once frustrating and exciting it took away her control, yet she
wanted
it that way, wanted him to have as much power over her as he wished, wanted to be his Christmas sex slave.

Do you want to see, baby? Do you want to see what you re sucking?

Mmm, she answered around his big cock, nodding. She enjoyed being blindfolded for him, but if he was offering to let her feast her eyes on him, she couldn t bear to turn it down.

He swept the mask away from her eyes and she spied the tremendous column moving in and out of her mouth. She wished she could take more of him,
all
of him, but he was at least nine or ten hard, beautiful inches. After admiring the sight of his hot cock, all silk over steel, small veins curving around it, she lifted her gaze to his, locking on his eyes while she sucked him. The way he towered over her made her feel all the more like his sex slave.

She would have loved to suck his cock all night, but finally, he withdrew his hands from her hair, his shaft from her mouth, which was suddenly tired and swollen upon his retreat.

She smiled up at him. How do you want to punish me now, Cole?

At the use of his name the first time tonight she d called him anything but Santa a flash of unexpected warmth passed through his gaze before his sterner look came back, along with another wicked grin. Turn around.

Amy sucked in her breath at the request, and then turned her back to him, getting to her knees on the couch.
Fuck me
, she thought.
Please fuck me
. She arched her ass toward him.

But he was only unlocking her handcuffs. Like her mouth, she didn t realize her arms were sore until they were free.

Running one hand smoothly over her ass, he said, Sit back down.

By the time she did so, he was crossing the room away from her, giving her the chance to see his firm, sexy ass for the first time. He knelt next to the tree, plucking up the last small gift.

One more, he said, returning to place the present in her hand. It looked like a tie box, but smaller. Or a jewelry box, but bigger.

Amy s heart pulsed against her chest as she pulled off the shiny paper and lifted the lid.

She gasped at the sight of the red vibrator inside. It seemed to vastly widen the boundaries of what might happen now, making her slightly nervous again, even as a thickening hum of excitement rippled through her body.

Look at me, he said, his voice deep, unyielding.

Somehow, with the vibrator lying in an open box on her lap, it was a little more challenging to lift her gaze. She forced herself to look up and her breath caught in her throat. A lock of dark hair peeked from beneath the Santa hat, dipping over his forehead. His eyes glimmered with determined lust.

There wasn t anything she wouldn t do for him tonight, nothing she wouldn t let him do to her.

And with that thought, she let go of the last little bit of self-consciousness in her soul and turned the dirty girl loose. Are you going to put this in my pussy?

Please say yes
. She had to have it now she thought she would die without it. Her poor cunt felt so empty and neglected.

He shook his head. This is a punishment, remember? He quirked a grin. Even if you
have
liked it so far.

She bit her lip. Then what are you going to do with it?

m
not doing anything with it.
You
are.

He pushed the shiny, smooth phallus into her hand and a fresh frisson of heat trickled down through her body. He wanted her to fuck herself with it while he watched.

Despite her eagerness so far, Amy wasn t usually quite so brazen as she was being with Cole. Any other night in her life, any other man, and she d have probably said no. But with him, she didn t even hesitate. She was his bad girl. His sex slave. He inspired her to shed all her inhibitions. She
wanted
to fuck herself for him.

So by the time he d lounged back in his easy chair, still fully erect, she d lifted one high-heeled boot onto the couch, bending her leg at the knee, giving him a full view of her open pussy.

When she looked down, her slit was gaping, wide and pink, all her folds glistening wet.

Raising her gaze to his, she found his eyes glazed, his expression dark and lustful.

He never said a word; he didn t have to.

Amy twisted the end of the vibrator and a buzzing noise filled the air. Then she poised it at the lips of her cunt.

The smooth red cylinder slid in effortlessly, all the way to the hilt.

Fuck, he whispered, his expression awe-filled.

Licking her upper lip, she began to move the vibrator in and out of her wet opening. She d never let a man watch her pleasure herself before and she d never thought she wanted to, but having his eyes on her made every ounce of her body tingle with delight.

The stimulation inside her pussy filled her with pleasure, but oooh, her poor clit ached, begging for attention. Using her other hand, she reached down to stroke her middle finger across the protruding pink nub. Mmm, yes she let out a sigh of relief at her own touch, moaning as the searing heat spread through her cunt and out through her body, her arms, legs.

Oooh, yeah, she purred.

Baby, you re so damn hot, he said in a low, dangerous voice. But don t come yet.

She knew from experience she was capable of more than one orgasm. Why? I need to.

He simply shook his head, a stern warning. No.

She didn t ask anything more, even as tempted as she was to ignore him and finger herself to ecstasy. She clenched her teeth and forced herself to stop touching her clit for him. A sound of frustration left her throat; ceasing the sweet pressure on the hungry little nub at this point was pure torture.

Good girl, Cole said, leaning back a little deeper in his chair. Now fuck that pretty pussy for me some more.

* * * * *

He could get lost in watching her, Cole thought, in watching that vibrator disappear into her wet pink cunt. Just above where the red shaft sank so deep, her clit jutted out, swelling bigger than it had been when she d first come out of his bedroom. He wanted to lick it, ease her ache, but not just yet. It was killing him, but in the long run, he knew stretching out her anticipation would bring her deeper pleasure.

Since his own patience was waning, though, he made a split-second decision. I think you ve been disciplined enough, so now I m going to give you your
real
Christmas present.

She withdrew the red vibrator from her pussy, peering up at him with a sexy smile. What is it?

He grinned, and spoke slowly. A long, hard Christmas fuck.

A look of pure joy stole over her face as she said, Mmm, then leaned back on the couch, her legs spread for him.

Cole couldn t wait another second, and he couldn t move slowly any longer, either. Each passing moment that he wasn t buried inside her was becoming agony. Pushing up from the chair, he reached the couch in just a few long strides and, positioning himself between her thighs, glanced down. Her beautiful pussy beckoned, parting for him like a pink sea. Her inner lips remained unfolded from the vibrator, her passage a dark opening that needed to be filled with every inch of his hard, burning erection. Without further delay, he shoved his cock deep into her warm, wet cunt, releasing a mighty groan.

When she sobbed beneath him, he stopped, gasping out, Are you okay?

Mmm, yes, she whimpered. So good, so big.

The words made a smile of sexual pride unfurl across his face. m glad you like it, baby.

Your big cock is making me crazy, she purred up at him, lifting her hips off the couch to meet his next stroke.

It was all he could do not to growl. Aw baby,
you
make
me
fucking insane with excitement.