Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 86706 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86706 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
I pressed my head into the mattress as she tongued the underside in a long, slow lick. I groaned low in my chest as her mouth closed around the crown, taking me deep. Her hands were everywhere, cupping my balls, stroking my nipples, scratching at my thighs. Her talent knew no bounds as she sucked me, alternating between light, teasing swipes of her tongue and deep-throating me to the brink. She slid her hands under my ass, clutching at the cheeks and going deeper than ever. I hissed as the pleasure, dark and deep, tingled down my spine. I never lasted long in her mouth—a fact that she was extraordinarily proud of.
“Katy, baby,” I moaned, fisting her hair in my hands and tugging gently in warning.
She growled low in her throat, the sound reverberating around my cock. Pleasure spiked, and I came. And my wife, my naughty, sexy elf, took it. She swallowed, humming and moaning around me like it was the greatest thing on earth.
Which I knew to be untrue.
Talk about false advertising.
Still, she stayed until she drained me of pleasure and energy, then lifted her head with a salacious look.
“How about that, fly-boy?”
I groaned as she flopped onto my chest, once again running her fingers over my nipples. I nuzzled her head. “You are in so much trouble.”
She hiked her leg over my thighs and straddled me. I could feel the warmth of her center, and despite the fact that I had already come, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was buried inside her. She peered down at me, her hair a mess, her cheeks flushed, and her silly elf hat still firmly in place.
Reaching up, I tugged the pom-pom, pulling the hat off her head. I wrapped my hand around her neck, guiding her face down to mine and kissing her. She tasted of me, of her, of us. I wound my hands into her thick tresses, kissing her harder, my need for her already building. She shivered and I rolled, pinning her under me. I kept kissing her as the heat of my body soaked into her and she loosened, her muscles at ease.
It was my turn to loom over her.
“My turn, Katy, my naughty, naughty little elf.” I ran my fingers down her side, earning me another shiver—but this time, it was one of pleasure. “You’ve been very bad.”
She winked. “I have, Santa.”
“You know what happens to bad elves?”
She bit her lip and widened her eyes dramatically. “What?”
I lowered my face to hers. “They get a tongue-lashing. And fucked. Hard.”
A smile broke out on her face. “In that case, maybe I need to list all my bad acts.”
I chuckled. “Santa sees all, knows all.” I lifted her leg to my shoulder. “I checked the list, Katy. I checked it twice. Your name appeared on every page.”
Her arms fell open, her body undulating on the soft sheets.
“Good.”
Her skin glowed in the candlelight, soft ivory under my fingers. I tugged the striped stockings down her leg, pulling them and her cute slipper off and tossing them over my shoulder. I repeated the action with her other leg, resting them both on my shoulders as I gazed down at her.
She was a vision in the flickering light, her full breasts rising and falling in rapid succession as her breathing picked up, getting faster with every passing second. I slid my hands up her torso, running my thumbs over her tight nipples. She arched into my touch. I turned my face, kissing the delicate skin behind her knee where I knew she was the most sensitive. I traced the dip with my tongue, and did the same to the other leg, grinning against her skin at the tightening of her muscles.
Leisurely, I licked, kissed, and bit my way up her thighs, alternating between the two, using my fingers to trace and tease. The quiet whimpering sounds falling from her lips became louder and more frequent as I hunched closer, my thumbs resting on either side of her center. Gently, I pulled her lips apart and closed my mouth around her, flattening my tongue and sliding it over her clit.
She bowed off the bed, her body taut. I worked her with my mouth, long, hard strokes followed by soft flicks of my tongue. I slid one finger inside her, then two, working in tandem, bringing her to the edge only to back off, wanting to lengthen her pleasure.
She clutched the back of my neck, her fingers restless and pulling at my hair. She moaned my name, begging for more, pleading with me. Her pussy was tight around my fingers, and my cock grew harder, wanting to feel the warmth of her. I sped up my actions, giving her what she wanted, fucking her fast with my fingers and concentrating on her hard nub until I felt her body shake, overcome with ecstasy, as she spasmed and gasped, coming hard.