I give her ass a squeeze and keep her pressed tightly against me while I finish scrambling the eggs and putting a couple of slices of bread in the toaster.
“Sexy and you cook, I might just have to hang onto you,” she says, lifting up to give my neck a kiss.
“You better.” I give her ass a sharp enough smack to make her gasp before letting her go so she can get some plates.
I can tell by her blush that she’s thinking about last night. An image of her wrapped in Christmas lights on her hands and knees, biting down on a candy cane pops into my mind and nearly has me groaning. God, she’d looked amazing. That memory alone will make me a lifelong fan of this holiday.
After breakfast, we cuddle up on the couch because I promised I’d watch whatever Christmas movie she wanted. When she finds out I’ve never seen any of them, the one movie turns into a shit ton of classic cartoons she grew up watching. I laugh when she insists on making us hot chocolate and then hands me a candy cane.
“Are you trying to give me diabetes?”
She laughs and then dips her candy cane into her hot chocolate before sucking it clean.
“Good God. I don’t know whether to be disgusted or turned on.”
“Just try it,” she laughs, bumping my shoulder with her own.
“Only for you would I do this.” I dip my candy cane into the mug and then put it in my mouth. I’m surprised when I actually like it. She sees my face and laughs.
“Told you.”
“You don’t have to be so damn smug about it,” I say, stirring my hot chocolate with the candy cane some more and then just leaving it inside to really mix the flavors.
She cuddles back against me as we finish our drinks and watch the kind of ridiculous Christmas shows that I’d always scoffed at before. They’re not so bad watching them with Holly. I even surprise myself by laughing every now and then. When she sets her mug down and slips the last little bit of the candy cane into her mouth, I don’t think anything of it, not until she gets on her knees, that is. Then she immediately has my full attention.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Trying something I’ve never done before,” she says, giving me a shy smile.
She reaches for my jeans, undoing the button before slowly unzipping my pants, and leaning closer so she can nuzzle her face against my crotch. I’m rock hard in seconds, straining against my boxer briefs. She kisses the hard line of my cock, and that thin piece of fabric between us is killing me.
She lifts her head to look up at me. “Can I?”
I smile and cup her face. “Lisichka, you don’t ever need to ask permission to touch my cock.”
She smiles and very carefully starts to try and maneuver my dick out of my boxers. I give her a wink and place my hand over hers, showing her that she doesn’t have to be quite that gentle with me. When I’m out, I wrap her hand around my shaft and move her hand up and down the length of me, showing her how I like it. I let go, groaning when she keeps going, my own arousal making it easy for her to work me.
“Fuck,” I groan when she leans down and runs her tongue over my head, probing my slit and making my balls tense before she sucks my head in between her soft lips. The coolness from the peppermint on her tongue has me fisting her hair and using all my willpower to not thrust my hips up, filling her mouth like I want to.
I watch her dark head bob as she sucks on the top half of my cock, and it’s the sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen. When she tries to take me in some more, she gags and darts her eyes up to mine, embarrassment coloring her cheeks and making her look cute as hell.
“It’s okay, baby. You don’t have to take me all the way in.”
She lifts her head up so she can say, “But I want to. Will you help me?”
“That’s the best question I’ve ever been asked,” I say, making her laugh.
“I’m being serious.”
“So am I.”
She smiles and leans down to run her tongue over me again. “Are you going to help me or not?” she asks before giving my head a hard enough suck to make my eyes roll back in my head.
“Aren’t you a bossy little thing.” I give her a grin and fist her hair tight enough to sting. “There’s something you should know,lisichka. I like seeing you choke on my cock.”
Her eyes widen at my words, and when she runs her tongue along my shaft, I let out another groan and bring one hand to her neck, squeezing her tight enough to get her attention.
“Just relax, baby, and take me in like a good girl.”