Putting the SeX in Xmas

Excerpt From: Putting the SeX in Xmas

Kati wiggled against Andrew’s delectable ass as they lay spoon-like in front of his living room fireplace. She’d rather he was behind her so her squirming would rub his cock. But he’d positioned himself so he could poke the smouldering coals to keep the flames alive.

Her pussy had grown moist the moment his body touched hers. Andrew had had that effect on her since the day they’d met, and after learning how great he was at fucking, she’d grown even more excitable. They’d been dating for three months, and their affair had heated up quickly.

They’d met at a fall festival, sitting across from one another at a food pavillion. She’d been sucking root beer through a straw in a bottle. He’d been lovingly laving frozen custard in a cone. She’d watched the long, delving strokes of his tongue, every one carefully ministered. He’d closed his eyes each time he started another lick. Thick, dark lashes lowering slowly over baby blues. Enraptured, she’d sucked hard while enjoying the twitch of her pussy. Then Andrew had looked up, stared at her lips in motion, her eyes on him, and he had broken out laughing. He’d moved to sit beside her.

Later, they’d danced together in an open-air pavillion, him holding her close enough to feel her breasts and eager mound against his broad chest and hard-on. Then, they’d left the Party in the Park hand in hand and gone to his house where they’d taken a long shower, soaping one another’s bodies and growing breathless with desire. Unable to control themselves any longer, he’d put on a condom, hoisted her onto his penis, and she’d locked her legs around his waist. He’d stepped out of the stall—she’d managed to turn off the water as they went—and he’d carried her to the bed that way. He’d laid her down on the covers, and she’d cried out in disappointment as they disengaged. Kati hadn’t wanted to part with the heightened feelings he was creating within her. But he’d quickly entered her again, and they’d screwed until she was about to climax. Then he’d withdrawn again and turned her around so they were in the sixty-nine position. When he started licking her clit, she’d torn off the condom and tasted Andrew’s penis. And they’d latched onto one another in a frenzy. Sucking. Eating. Delving. Touching. Excitement rising. Migod. She’d never felt so hot, so eager, so over the top. It was the most thrilling experience of Kati’s life. When she’d come, she’d screamed, and she had never screamed before during her climax. His cock was big and hard and wonderful, and Andrew was a master cocksman.