Hot Holidays

CHAPTER 18: Adrian

CHAPTER 18: Adrian

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Adrian’s blood thudded in his ears as Ellie’s warm breath teased the sensitive tip of his d**k.

“What should I do first?” She stared up at him, her lips only centimeters away from the tip of his c**k.

He ground his teeth together. He was pretty sure telling her to suck him would get him the exact opposite. His chest heaved as he forced himself to say, “Whatever you want. You’re in charge.” He almost choked on the words.

“You’re learning.” She smiled at him and his heart lurched.

This was the woman he wanted. The one he’d seen at the bar for that quick second or so when she was on the phone—her eyes alight with amusement and her smile wide and true.

“I think I should reward you for that.” Her hand wrapped around his shaft. “What do you think?”

“Yes,” he hissed as she squeezed.

“You are so agreeable.” She blew on his d**k, her eyes never leaving his as she slowly licked the tip of his c**k.

His eyes drifted half-closed at the pleasure as she ran her tongue up and down his length. “f**k. Yes.” He reached for her head, but his hands were tied. He slid down the headboard a bit, his hips lifting toward her mouth, begging her without words to take him inside.

She lowered her lips around his tip, pulling him into her wet heat and sucking. Her hands worked his shaft as her head bobbed.

“f**k,” he groaned as she took him deep, half-swallowing his c**k. His hips thrust into her mouth, pushing his d**k even deeper.

She pulled off him and he moaned, wanting more of that pleasure. He jerked on his restraints, trying to touch her head to keep her mouth on his c**k but he couldn’t f*****g move.

She straddled his legs, bending down and capturing his lips. He leaned forward, spilling all his desperation into the kiss and she melted against him.

He needed to touch her, to hold her, to be in control. “Untie me.” He said against her lips.

“No.” She kissed along his cheek, moving downward.

“Come on. Please.” He was done following. He was ready to lead.

“Nope,” she whispered in his ear before nibbling on his neck.

He stared at her breasts as they swayed gently with her movements. “Take off your shirt.” He needed to see those t**s, touch them, taste them.

“No.” She lowered her p***y to his c**k, rubbing along his length.

“f**k. That feels good.” It did and it didn’t. It was great but not enough.

“It does.” She kissed him again, rocking against him and making his d**k slick with her desire.

“Untie me. I can help.” He kissed her ear. “I can touch your c**t. Make you scream.”

“No.” She braced her hands on the headboard as her hips moved faster along his c**k, teasing his tip with her heat and wetness.

He needed to be inside her while she rode him. He had to feel those hips rock as her p***y clung to him. He yanked again on his restraints, shaking the bed. He should’ve never agreed to this. “Damn it. Fuck.”

She undid the buttons on her shirt, His temper eased as his gaze followed her fingers, waiting for those luscious breasts to be free. She shrugged off his shirt and leaned toward him, offering him her breast.

He clasped onto her n****e, sucking hard. Her hands tangled in his hair, holding him close as her p***y, hot and wet, rubbed against him. He bit down gently, and she moaned, arching her back, her hips moving faster. Her face was flushed and her eyes were closed. She was almost there. He rolled his hips thrusting hard against her. He wanted to see her come. See her break apart on top of him as she found her pleasure, but she stopped, lifting away.

“Babe, wait. What’s wrong? Why’d you stop?”

“Don’t call me that.” She kissed her way down his chest, licking along his abdomen. He tensed, watching that honey-brown head move between his legs and waiting for her mouth.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he said as she kissed the tip of his d**k before sliding him between her lips. His hips thrust at the feel of all that wet heat surrounding his c**k. “Fuck.”

Her head bobbed as she sucked him, each time going deeper. He groaned as his d**k pressed against her throat. She gagged a bit, pulling off and then was right back swallowing him as her hand worked his staff, squeezing and pulling.

“Stop.” His balls tightened and his legs shook. “I’m gonna come. Stop.”

She lifted off him, her eyes watery. “Condom.”