Page 43 of Under The Meh-stletoe

He pumped his fingers a couple of times, tendons straining. A strangled noise left him.

"Come on." He removed his hands from my crotch and slapped my thigh. "Get up. In front of me."

I did but barely. He held me by the hips for the second it took to find my balance. As soon as I was stable on my feet, he pulled my panties down.

"Yeah. Stand naked like that. Let me watch you." He pulled me back close to him, between his legs. The same focused frown and intense eyes decorated his face, his head right around the plump lines of my waist. "Feet wider."

His hand guided my legs apart from the back. His fingers traveled up to my sex, his index making a soft pass from the front of my slit to my entrance. I moaned; he pushed the two middle fingers inside of me.

"I think that clit needs some love, don't you?" he asked, his voice grumbly. His index finger played with the swollen nub. "Mmh. You're getting soaked."

"You're taking this too slow." The words barely made out through my panting. "I need more."

He removed his hand from me again and ignored the accompanying moan I let out. He stood behind me and took off his boxers. "Fine. But just wait until I eat something. After a good, hearty snack, I shall have you gagging for it."

"Promises, promises."

"You'll see." He threw the remaining piece of fabric to the floor, then manhandled me back to the bed. "You expected me to want to make you beg. I'll show you what that means."

He positioned me at the feet of the mattress facing slightly away from the mirrors. With one firm hand, he guided me to put one knee on the bed, keep the other foot on the ground, and pushed my torso down into a doggy position.

I had to twist at the waist to see myself in the mirror, but I braced myself with my elbows. He checked the reflection, and angled my hips to show my ass as much as possible while keeping my torso visible as well.

He wrapped his cock in his hand and pumped several times, his eyes fixed on my pussy. "You're going to taste so good on my tongue. I know it."

"Then get on with it," I whined.

"Yes, ma'am."

He knelt behind me and buried his face in my tender flesh. He sucked on my clit and teased it with the tip of his tongue; I clung to the pretty blanket beneath me. Tremors ran through my body, building pleasure inside of me. He moaned against me and he fisted his cock again, teasing himself as he ate me out. Every detail was visible to me.

With his free hand, he parted my lips wide and lapped, then pushed his nose onto my clit.

"This is what I meant." My breath hitched. "So good."

"I want so much more. Hours of this with you." He continued to work me hard, while his hand kept a slow rhythm on himself. He used his fingers on me while he stole a good look at us in the mirror. "Yeah. So much more of this. Can't get enough of looking at you like this."

My skin felt hot all over, and I was pretty sure all my blood filled out my lower belly and the full body of my clit. My muscles had begun to clench randomly, chasing my climax.

"Do I taste as good as you thought?"

"Better." He licked again, overstimulating me. My nerves were on fire.

"Eat me out good, Daniel. Then I want to see you disappearing into me."

"Fuck." His fingers went knuckle deep into me. I whimpered. "Squeeze for me, Ale."

I did, letting my body clench at the edge of losing myself.

"Not going to be fucking enough." He removed his fingers and stood. "It's going to feel amazing around my thick cock. You see how hard I am?"

I nodded and licked my lips.

"I'm going to stretch you and fuck you so deep, I'm going to feel every one of your muscles gripping around me hard." He slapped my ass. "Don't come until I'm inside of you."

He lunged for the box of condoms. In his hurry, he tore it apart and the packets flew around us; a few landed on the bed and others on the floor. He threw the remnants of the cardboard package aside and picked a condom from the bed. He wasted no time rolling it onto his cock.

"Get to it, then." I snaked an arm underneath me and played with my clit and labia myself. I opened myself to him.