Chapter 16
FELIX
Ienter Holly’s house hesitantly, the stillness giving it a rather eerie feel. She told me to let myself in when I got here, that she has a surprise for me.
There are no lights on, though, and no sounds to be heard. It seems to be a silent night inside her home.
“Holly?” I call out, closing the door behind me and locking it.
When she answers, her voice doesn’t come from where I expect. It floats down the hallway, seeming to come from her living room.
“In here…”
I take off my shoes, heading toward her voice. The moment I turn the corner, my heartbeat drops to my dick and my mouth salivates.
She has her fireplace lit, and candles all around the room to give it a warm glow. The Christmas tree I got her has the lights on too, the ambience very inviting.
The most perfect part? Her.
Holly lies in front of the tree on a red blanket, and has somehow wrapped herself skimpily in wrapping paper, only covering her goodies.
She has a ribbon holding each piece together in a bow. One pull on the strings, and it’ll all unravel.
And I cannot wait to unwrap her.
“I know Christmas was yesterday, but I wanted to give you one more gift.” Her voice floats through the air, drawing me over.
Her curves are accentuated in ways that seem to magnetize the air, pulling me in. Dear God, she’s sexy.
I extend a hand down, and she slips hers into it. Pulling her up, my hands instantly gravitate to her waist, giving her a squeeze as my eyes devour her.
“Holly, you look…wow.” My hands travel over the wrapping paper, crinkling it as I move to her ass and grab handfuls. “This is quite festive.”
She wraps her arms loosely behind my neck. “What can I say, I’ve been feeling more festive lately.”
“Now why might that be?” I say, pulling her against me.
Her dark eyes reflect the flames of the fire and candles, and her skin glows like a goddess in the lighting. She’s never looked more perfect than she does right now.
With a flirty smile, she says, “Maybe it’s this younger man I’m lucky enough to call my boyfriend…he might have something to do with it.”
My heart skips a beat, and I tease, “Boyfriend? I thought you only wanted a fling.”
“That’s what I thought, but you know, he has been quite persistent in saying I must be mispronouncing forever…” She tips her head back, batting those long eyelashes at me. “And I think he might’ve been right.”
I can’t control myself any longer, smashing my lips into hers. My tongue slips into her mouth, dominating hers as I reach down and grab her legs.
Hoisting her up, she straddles me, ripping some of the paper as we get lost in the kiss. I turn toward the exit of the living room, but she breaks the kiss and I freeze.
“No, we’re doing this right here,” she demands, the fire reflecting perfectly in her eyes.
It reflects exactly what I’m feeling inside.
A burning passion so hot, we might just burn the house down.
I give her a smirk. “Now you’re so festive you want to fuck by the Christmas tree? Naughty girl.”
“If I’m on the naughty list, maybe you should punish me.” She nips my bottom lip, pulling at it gently with her teeth.
Oh, do I ever intend to.
Laying her back on the blanket, I strip my shirt off and toss it aside. Reaching out as far as she can, her fingers trail down my abdomen, sending tingles all the way to my dicks.
Undoing my belt, I slip it out of my pants, tossing it in the same direction as my shirt. Enough undressing myself, though—I want to unwrap her.
Slowly, I drag my hands up her legs, skipping past the makeshift wrapping paper underwear. I trail my fingers up her sides, making her squirm and arch her back.
“I think you need a double punishment,” I say in a low voice, grabbing the end of the ribbon that secures her top wrapping paper.
Her eyes briefly widen, a devilish grin taking over her lips. “Are you suggesting…both?”
Nodding, I pull on the ribbon. “You take one so well, I want to see how you handle both, dollface.”
She lets out a gasp as I tear away the wrapping paper, instantly capturing one of her nipples with my mouth. My tongue swirls around it, and I take her other one between my fingers, rolling it.
“God, I love that tongue,” she moans, her fingers making their way into my snakes.
They let out little hisses of enjoyment. Any contact with her seems to make them happy. Hell, just looking at her makes me happy.
My dicks are painfully hard under the layers of my clothes, begging to be buried deep inside of her. I can’t rush ahead, though.
I don’t want to rush ahead.
I want to savor every second of this, like I’ve savored every other moment we’ve spent together. She is the love of my life, and as much as I want to just ravish her, I know the limits of the human body.
Limits that can be changed, with some practice.
Switching to her other nipple, I let my free hand travel downward. I pull the ribbon and feel the wrapping paper slipping off of her hips.
God, she is a gift. Doing something festive like this for me, even when it’s not her thing? I love her to bits.
My hand makes its way under the wrapping paper, tearing it away. As I explore her, teasing her with each touch, the fire inside me feels as if it’s caught my soul.
She’s already wet for me—she wants both my cocks. Not just to please me, but to please her.
As I play with her clit, I find the rhythm that makes her squirm beneath me. Her back arches, her nails digging into my back.
My snakes hiss in enjoyment when she grips them tighter. If they had a mind of their own, I’m sure they’d be competing with me for her love and affection.
I pull back, standing up to remove my remaining clothes. As she lies there, splayed on the red velvet blanket, dripping cunt on display, I feel ravenous.
“Touch yourself for me,” I instruct, watching her as I undress.
Her eyes still reflect the fire as her hand travels down her abdomen. She stops only when she reaches her clit, eyes beaming as she begins to swirl those delicate fingers around.
As her lips part, letting out a soft moan, her legs spread even more. I can’t get my boxers off fast enough, and I accidentally rip them.
The laugh she lets out mixes in the air. “Eager much?”
“You won’t be able to speak for much longer, dollface,” I warn, lowering myself and lining one of my cocks up with her entrance.
Her smile is devilish, her fingers still swirling around her clit. “You better fuck me good, baby—otherwise, you’re getting coal next year.”
Oh, now she has jokes?
Well, there’s no way I’m getting coal next year, or any year, for that matter.
Gripping her hips, I slip into her slowly. She moves her fingers as my other cock begins to slide over her throbbing clit, each thrust making her moan softly.
Those moans won’t be so sweet sounding soon enough. She’ll be begging for more, screaming from the pleasure I plan to give her.
As she clenches around me, I pound as deep as I can. Her eyes close as she tips her head back.
“Felix—give me both,” she cries out, her body tightening around me.
Slowing my thrusts, I remove myself from her—for now. “So demanding, as always.”
Using one of my hands to steady my dicks, I put them at her entrance.
“You like my demandingness,” she teases, letting out a gasp as I begin to push my way inside of her.
I go slowly, allowing her body to adjust to fit two of me inside her pussy. The last thing I want to do is hurt her—I want her to love every second.
“Wrong,” I say, releasing a shaky breath as pleasure soars through me. “I love your demands.”
Her eyelids flutter open, mouth agape, as more of me slides in. She clenches around me, the tightness almost too much for me to bear.
I fight to maintain my control as I fill her, and once I’m fully in, I check in. “Still okay, dollface?”
She nods, taking a deep breath. “Yes.”
“If something doesn’t feel right, or hurts, you tell me. Understand?” I say, making sure I sound as serious as possible.
She nods again, and slowly, I begin to move, taking it gentle to start. The amount of pressure on both of us renders us speechless, the pleasure overwhelming.
Rather than go faster, I just thrust harder, deeper—the things that in this moment will only heighten her pleasure. When she’s used to taking both, we can get more adventurous.
Hell, I don’t think I’d last much longer if I picked up the pace this time, anyway. And I don’t want this to end yet.
I slip my hand under her lower back, changing the angle and pulling her closer. The moan she lets out is louder, sharper, and she locks her legs around my hips.
Each thrust has me hitting the deepest part of her, sending bone-shaking waves of pleasure through me. She tightens around me, moan after moan passing through her perfect lips.
The lock she has on me is strong, then all her sexy sounds stop abruptly. I feel her orgasm coursing through her, my own building at a frightening pace.
Just as I feel myself losing control, her legs loosen around me. I pull out, lining myself up with her stomach.
Every fiber of my being feels like it’s humming. My mind is completely empty, except for thoughts of her.
Her face, her voice, her aura.
Just her, her, her.
Fuck.
My cum pools onto her stomach, the sheer amount much more than anticipated. It feels like it’s never ending, dripping down the sides of her waist and onto the blanket.
Her chest rises and falls heavily, but she looks surprisingly alert. I swear, instead of being tired after sex, she’s only more energized.
I will do everything in my power to keep up with her, now and forever.
“Don’t tell me you’re done already, baby.” The taunt is almost like a promise, sexual energy laced in every word.
“Not even close, dollface.” I shake my head, my snakes hissing louder than ever. “It’s a good thing you have the next few days off work, because you won’t be able to walk once I’m through with you.”
She smirks at me, reaching out and beginning to stroke my cocks loosely. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
“Oh, I intend to keep this one.” I lean over, capturing her lips with mine for a brief, intense kiss. “And every promise I ever make to you.”
Her smile shifts, a softer energy taking over. The lust in her eyes is replaced by a sparkle brighter than the lights on the tree.
“I love you, Felix,” she says quietly.
“I love you too.” I drag my hand down the side of her face gently before giving her a wink. “And you’re going to love everything I plan to do to you.”
With a devilish grin, she asks, “Well, what are you waiting for then?”
Oh Holly, I’m going to make your Christmas wishes come true, just as you’ve done with mine.
This year, and every year after.
Tis the season of giving, and I will be giving her lots and lots of orgasms.