Rekindling Christmas (11 page)

Raising his head, he held her nipple
tight in his mouth until it popped out loudly. Leaning up on his knees, he
looked down at the beautiful woman before him. She looked beguiling, on the bed
with her purple gown bunched up below her chin, baring her breasts to him. He
loved seeing her nipples damp and erect from his mouth. She wore black panties
with tiny yellow roses stitched across the top. They arched so high on her hips
the material cupped her sex like a lover. He didn’t miss that the crotch of
them was wet where juices had soaked through. He took pride in noting how much
she’d enjoyed his kisses.

“You’re the prettiest woman I’ve
ever seen.”

She rolled her bottom lip into her
mouth and lowered her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she appeared to gain her
courage when she gazed back up at him again. “Thank you, Carson.”

Running his hands up her smooth
legs, he enjoyed watching her wiggle and sigh at his touch. He liked knowing
how he affected her.

Her gaze caressed him as it moved
from his face, down his torso, until it stopped at his cock.

He stayed there for a moment,
letting her take in her fill of him. Wrapping his hand around his stiff member,
he pumped it from root to directly below the crown. She licked her lips, and he
almost came. A shudder coursed through him and he stroked himself again as he
exhaled, keeping himself together. “This is what you do to me, sugar-lips. Do
you like what you see?”

“Yes.”

Grazing the tip with his thumb, he
collected the pre-cum and then leaned forward. He saw her eyes widen with
curiosity. Swiping his thumb over her bottom lip, leaving his essence, he
waited a heartbeat. Two beats. Watching to see what she would do.

Her delicate pink tongue came out
and licked her lip, clearing it of his dew before it disappeared back into her
mouth.

“Shit,” he growled, before he leaned
down and took her mouth in a fierce kiss. When he pulled his lips away, they
were both breathless.

“Nightgown off,” he ordered. He
could have taken it off himself, but he needed her to be a participant in the
endeavor. That when it was over, a long time from now, they both would not be
under any misunderstanding that she had wanted this just as much as he.

She only hesitated for a moment. Staring
at him with those lovely chocolate-brown eyes, she pulled the gown up and over
her head and allowed it to slip from her fingers to the floor.

He might have kissed her fiercely,
but he wasn’t going to fuck her quickly. No. He was going to take his time with
Ryanne. Get to know every inch of her body.

Taking hold of her panties, he
inched them down her legs until she could bend her legs up and assist with him
removing them. Tossing them over his shoulder, he gripped her knees and parted
her thighs. There she lay with breasts high, a narrow waist, firm but slim
thighs, and her pussy puffy and moist. Her labia were so swollen they were open
and shameless revealing the cream coating her sex and her erect clit.

“Better than anything I’ve ever
imagined,” he confessed.

“Good. A girl likes to think she can
beat a fantasy. Even one of herself.” She gave him a coy smile, her eyes heavy
with lust.

He chuckled. “Oh, you do. Now, if
you don’t mind, I plan to discover the delights of conquering the rest of that
fantasy. ”He wasn’t sure how much he had revealed about his teenage musings
when he was drunk, but he would make sure that by the time he finished with
her, she fully comprehended his desires.

“If I would have known yesterday
that you kept your pussy bare and smooth, I would have buried my face in your
sex on the side of that pool and I wouldn’t have cared if the entire Marching Tar
Heels Band had come through. There’d have been no stopping me from tasting
you.”

Her body quivered in response as he
stared at her.

Sliding down onto his stomach, he
encircled her thighs, cupping them in his hands. With his nose he touched her
core and dragged it up to her clit as he inhaled her scent and let her sexual
liquid paint him.

Her spicy-sweet scent was potent and
beckoning. He loved it. Stabbing his tongue deep into her opening, he took his
first deep taste of her.

Damn, she was more succulent than
the finest steak, more juicy than the ripest fruit, and more intoxicating than
perfectly aged wine. And he wanted more.

Ryanne moaned, serenading his act
with her pleasure.

Flattening his tongue, he followed
the same path his nose had taken. Once at her clit, he circled the stiff bud,
loving how she said his name on a whimper. Holding her thighs tight, he kept
her open to him. Drawing one lip at a time into his mouth, he sucked the cream
from them, then dipped into her hot cunt searching for more.

He couldn’t get enough of her.
Waving his tongue up and down her slit, he felt her legs start to tremble. She
was close, but he had plans to take her further. Much further.

He swirled around her clit, fondling
the sides, stroking the little pocket of pleasurable nerves.

She palmed the back of his head with
both hands and thrust her hips up, pressing her pussy to his mouth. If he could
have given her words of encouragement he would have, but he refused to stop
tasting her.

“Car-sss-on…”

His name came out brokenly as she
erupted against his tongue, coming in long sweet waves. He continued to lick
and suckle her, pulling at her orgasm as long as possible.

When she calmed, he released her
legs. “On your hands and knees.”

Her face was relaxed from pleasure.
“What?”

Tapping the outside of a thigh, he
said, “Turn over. I’m not done.”

Ryanne felt too languid to question
him. Getting up in position, she glanced over her shoulder, expecting to see
him moving up behind her to fill her with his shaft. Instead, Carson placed a
hand in the center of her back, guiding her shoulders to the mattress, as he
used his other hand to widen her knees. Once she was situated like he wanted,
he spread her cheeks and began to lick her again, this time from her clit to
the sensitive opening of her ass.

Hell and snowflakes
. She never would have guessed the
tight ring would be so responsive. But the swipe of his tongue made her toes
curl. In this new position, he ignited her pleasure again, drawing her
satisfaction to the brink. Using his teeth, he nibbled and scraped her clit,
not causing her pain but sending small jolts of delight through her body. Her
core clenched as another knot of need rested there.

When he pressed his broad thumb into
her ass and began a rhythm that matched the sliding of his tongue along her
sex, she came. This climax was just as volatile as the last. Possibly more,
adding to it the erotic burn along her back channel.

As her thighs trembled, threatening
not to hold her up, she was amazed at the level of pleasure Carson was taking
her to. In his hands, she was willing to try new things. She didn’t know if it
was the familiarity of her relationship with him, knowing he wouldn’t hurt her,
or what. She just couldn’t find fault with a man that wanted to please her thoroughly.

“Sit, sugar-lips.” His breath puffed
against her sex as he licked her inner thighs.

Opening her eyes, she lifted her
torso and gazed under her. She was shocked to see he had altered his position
so that he was now on his back with his face centered between her legs.

This man hadn’t been joking when he
said he dreamed about licking her pussy for hours. In her dating life, she had rarely
been with a guy who wanted to pleasure her orally once, let alone repeatedly.
Not to mention that most of those guys didn’t possess half the talent Carson demonstrated.

“Are you sure?” She stared into
smoky gray eyes that were filled with a combination of joy and desire.

“Absolutely. You taste so sweet. I
could do this all day.”

Oh, hell
. His words were making her wet
again.
Impossible
.

“Don’t you want to get inside of
me?”

“Baby, I’m so hard right now, I
could fuck you through this mattress. But I can wait a little longer.” He
winked at her.

“Well, you shouldn’t have to.”
Moving, she turned her body around so that her sex was over his mouth again,
but she was facing the other direction.

“Ryanne, you don’t have to do that.”
He placed light kisses along her thighs.

“I don’t want to be the only one
taking my pleasure this morning, Carson.” Laying her body across his, she
stared at the erect penis before her. Thick and long, with veins bulging out
the sides. She could visually see he was so turned on that his cock was jerking
with every one of his heartbeats.

“Then let’s get to it.” He open-mouth
kissed her. Treated her pussy like it was her mouth. Slid his tongue all around
her sex as if it was the first time he’d tasted her.

She rotated her hips with the glide of
his agile tongue for a moment, then took his shaft in hand. Hot, smooth flesh
that was as hard as granite rested along her palm. She touched his dick from
tip to base and went further, caressing his testicles. When he parted his legs
and gave her more access, she picked up the cue that he liked his balls
fondled. Cupping them, she rolled them gently in her hand and felt him sigh
against her clit. Seeing the glistening pearl on the tip of his cock, she
recalled his rich, heady taste from earlier. She thirsted for more of it, more
of Carson.

She licked the bulbous crown and
enjoyed his brackish saccharine flavor on her tongue. After wetting her lips,
she parted them and took him into her mouth. Only making it halfway before she
couldn’t take any more, she used her other hand to pump the remainder of his
length, as she still continued to play with his balls.

“Fuck, sugar-lips…that feels good.”
Placing a hand on her back he thrust upward, sliding his cock just a little
deeper into her throat.

Relaxing, she breathed out of her
nose and took him in a little more.

After a few minutes of their in-sync
oral activity, he requested, “Come for me. I want to finish inside of you.”

Pulling her mouth slowly up his hard
shaft, she withdrew and confessed, “I don’t think I have another one in me.”

She was being honest; after three
mind-blowing climaxes, when she normally only had one a night with other guys, she
figured she was drained, even though she could feel the wetness continuing to
seep between her legs and onto Carson’s tongue.

Giving her sex a parting kiss, he
lifted her off him. “We’ll see about that. Give me a second.” He rolled off the
bed and searched around the floor.

Ryanne was unsure of what he was
looking for, until he snatched up his pants by the door, dug in his pocket, and
pulled out two condoms; then she understood. He crossed the room and tossed one
packet onto the nightstand as he tore open the other with his teeth and put it
on.

She wasn’t going to analyze why he
was walking around with
prophylactics
in his possession. Or consider how many women he may have had sex with since he
got to the resort. Nope. Now, he was with her, and she was just going to be
grateful that one of them had been thinking clearly enough to remember
protection. She’d been gone and totally absorbed in the comfort and erotic
delight of being with Carson after years of desiring him.

“I want you so bad.” He stretched
out above her.

She could smell her scent on him and
it turned her on even more. “Same here. So don’t keep either of us waiting.”

Pulling his head down, she kissed
him, taking her taste from him and feeding him her need. Grabbing one of her
thighs, he lifted it high on his hip as he pressed forward and slowly slipped
inside her, working his way in until he was seated fully.

He filled her deeper than she’d ever
experienced before and stretched her wide around his thick shaft.

Moving his mouth, he placed his
forehead against hers. “Ahhhhh, fuck, you feel good! Tight and wet. A damn
sweet combination.”

Before she could tell him how
delicious he felt inside her, he pulled out and entered her again with precise
movements that stole her breath. He continued with the tempo until she thought
she would go mad. She didn’t want to be treated like a delicate doll. Instead,
she wanted to experience the full onslaught of Carson’s passion.

“Carson, don’t hold back.” Cupping
his face, she stared into his eyes, trying to communicate her complete meaning.
“I want you, hard. Take me the way you’ve fantasized about taking me.”

Pausing for a moment, his gazed
searched her features. “You sure?”

“Hell, yes.”

Shifting so that he brought her legs
up over his shoulders, he leaned down and kissed her roughly. He whispered
against her lips, “Hold on.”

Clutching his forearms as he buried
his palms into the mattress, she teased him. “Give it to me.”

He pulled out to the tip of his
cock, then drove into her hard with a powerful thrust. His pace increased as he
kept his gaze on her, never breaking stride.