The Kringle Girls - Collection (5 page)

“So
fucking tight.” His jaw was tight as he carefully worked the shaft into her
with slow little moves.

“Sorry.”

“Tight
is good, sweetheart.”

Holly
wriggled, trying to speed up the process. Her flesh was parting for him, but so
slowly, she thought she might lose her mind before she’d managed to take all of
him. And she
really
wanted to take all of him, to be thoroughly impaled,
taken, and fucked by this sexy, incredible man that was hers, at least for the
night.

“More,”
she panted.

David
groaned, holding her still.

“Slow
down. I don’t want to hurt you.”

He
nipped her throat.

David
rocked into her in tiny little thrusts, swallowing her little moans, filling
her at his own pace, and her head fell back as the thick base widened her
further, setting off tremors in her too-full pussy.
Finally
he was
buried to the hilt, his balls snuggled against her, the thick shaft pulsing
inside her, hot and huge.

“Good?”
he asked, his voice tight, his body damp with sweat.

“Very,”
Holly managed as delicious tension coiled low in her belly.

The
rest of her body felt liquid, and her body arched back over his arm as David
started to move. The position didn’t allow him to withdraw far, but the fat
crown rubbed a sensitive little spot high inside her, and his girth kept her
pussy stretched and at his mercy. He could fuck her any way he wanted, he’d
hear no complaints from her.

“Want
me to suck these pretty tits while I fuck you?” he asked politely.

“Mmm-hmmm…”
Holly murmured, unable to formulate a coherent response.

“Tell
me,” he insisted, nibbling a gentle path around one areola.

“Please,
David, suck my nipples.”

“And?”

“Suck
my nipples while you fuck me. Please – ” Holly groaned, feeling his approval in
his gaze, his hands, and his cock as it jerked within her.

She
then felt his mouth, and pleasure streaked from her nipple down to her clit,
which rubbed against his pelvis with every little stroke. David drew on her
breast in time with the movements of his hips, layering pleasure upon pleasure
until the tension was too much and she burst, dissolving over him as her sheath
milked his cock and she shuddered in complete satisfaction. She felt him let go
of her nipple and lower her to the carpet. Holly pried one eye open. David was
still hard inside her, his eyes intent.

“Watch,”
he insisted, sliding a pillow under her ass and draping her thighs over his.

She
was helpless to do anything else as he rolled his hips, sending fresh pleasure
splintering through her even though she thought she was done. David held her
thighs wide as he rode her with deep, delicious thrusts, his eyes sparking with
heat when she slid her fingers over her stomach and down to stroke her clit.
Holly blushed as he watched her touch herself, riveted, though the steady
fucking never faltered, and he drove his thick cock into her wet pussy again
and again with decadent strokes.

“I
love how you blush.”

Holly
could feel David’s control fracturing as his thrusts became less steady, and
she was surprised at the wave of emotion that welled up as he neared his own
climax. This was beyond great sex. This was more. And it wasn’t just the
sublime feeling of his cock, or the hard grip of his hands on her hips, or the
heat in his eyes, but the fact that it was
David
that had Holly crying
out as she crashed into orgasm one last time. She felt him jerk, holding
himself impossibly deep as he shuddered and came down over her, muffling his
shout in her hair as he found his own release.

They
panted together for a few moments, their bodies quaking with aftershocks, and
then David lifted his head, brushing Holly’s hair back as he bent down to kiss
her, sweetly.

“I
have no words,” he insisted, reverent, “Well, other than, ‘let’s do it again.’”

David
chuckled as Holly felt heat creeping back up into her cheeks. A creak of boards
overhead had them stiffening, but there were no other sounds, and they relaxed.
Holly thought he would pull out, but he wrapped her legs around him, holding
his cock inside. One hand stroked her thigh, toying with the black elastic
above her stocking.

“I
should wear garters more often,” said Holly, tracing the stubble on his jaw with
a light finger.

“You
should wear nothing but garters more often,” David corrected, levering himself
slightly off of her so he could cradle and tease one breast.

“But
just for me,” he continued, just in case there were any doubt.

“Is
that what you want?” Holly asked, a little nervous.

“You,
naked in garters? Hell, yes. Every day if possible.”

“Not
that, but…just for you. Is that – ”

David
caught her mouth in a possessive kiss, his lips and tongue demanding a response
from hers.

“I
took an oath to do no harm, but there’s wiggle room for me to punch out a guy’s
teeth if he so much as looks at you funny.”

“That
might be a little excessive.”

“Then
you’ll just have to talk me out of it.”

He
nudged his swelling cock a little deeper, and Holly caught her breath.

“Did
I say talk? That’s not what I meant.”

“I
know what you meant,” she said, squeezing her inner muscles around him until he
moaned.

“I
want you again,” he murmured.

“I
can tell.”

He
rolled, letting her straddle him, and they both sucked in a breath as he sank
to the hilt.

“Lean
back on your hands,” murmured David, “I want to watch you take me.”

Holly
hesitated.

“What’s
wrong?”

“Nothing.
I just…I shouldn’t be here when Henry wakes tomorrow morning. He’s not ready
for that. I’m not ready for that.”

David
stroked her thighs, soothing.

“Okay,
but I want to see you tomorrow.”

Holly
had an idea. A crazy idea. But what the hell.

“Do
you and Henry want to come have dinner with my family tomorrow night? They
pretty much set us up, so it’s not like it’s a big secret or anything. I think
Henry can handle us doing a little hand-holding, if you like. I know it’s a
little early to meet my parents, but it is Christmas, and…”

She
trailed off, and the uncertainty in her face tugged at his heart. He lowered
his head to drop reassuring kisses all over her face.

“You
want us to come meet Santa Claus?”

“And
Mom. And my sisters. And the elves. There are a lot of them, but they’d love to
have Henry to play with for the day.”

“How
are we supposed to get to the North Pole, Miss Kringle?”

His
fingers found her nipples and rolled, and Holly had to remind herself that he’d
asked her a question. Her hips were already moving.

“Snow
globe technology.”

“You
were serious about that?”

“Very
high tech,” Holly teased, and gasped when David pinched lightly, “but you’ll
have to behave yourself up there.”

“So
I can’t sneak off with you and fuck you up against the sleigh?”

“No.
Too many elves around. They ruin the mood.”

David
frowned.

“Your
dad’s not going to…I don’t know…kill me or something?”

“Santa
Claus doesn’t kill people, David.”

“Have
you ever brought a guy home with you before?”

“Well,
no.” Holly hesitated. This would be a new situation for all of them.

She
slid slowly up his cock and sank down again.

“Willing
to risk it?”

“That
sounds…like an experience we shouldn’t miss,” David said, his voice tight.

His
hands came down to her hips to direct their rocking motion.

“Speaking
of which, you were going to lean back and show me how you like to take my
cock.”

She
did as he requested, leaning her hands back on his thighs.

“Arch
your back for me. There, just like that.”

The
position thrust her breasts up and gave her less control, but David obligingly
took over, raising and lowering her on his cock as her head fell back, her hair
brushing his inner thighs.

“So
beautiful,” he murmured.

It
might be the orgasms talking, but Holly wondered if she was ever going to get
enough of this. David moved one hand to stroke her clit, and too soon she was
crying out as pleasure overtook her, feeling the hot wash of his seed as he
followed her over.

She
sank down on his chest, out of breath.

“I
should go,” she whispered, kissing his chest.

“There
are hours until dawn,” he responded, tracing her spine with light fingers, “and
I’m not done playing with my present yet. Let’s get something to eat and then
we can take a shower and test out all of your waterproof features.”

Holly
bit him.

“If
anyone here is a sex toy, it’s you.”

“Well,
since you put it that way, there are a bunch of settings you haven’t tried
yet.”

“You’re
impossible,” she laughed, “but you’d better get it out of your system before
tomorrow night.”

“I
thought you said your dad wasn’t going to kill me.”

“It’s
not Dad you have to worry about. It’s Mom.”

The
look on David’s face was priceless, and Holly rubbed against him soothingly,
and proceeded to kiss him until his frown disappeared and all he could do was
kiss her back until they were both drowning in pleasure and the wonder of
having found each other on a cold Christmas night.

“Seriously,
should I be worried?” David pulled back just enough to nip her lower lip.

“Don’t
worry, I’ll protect you,” Holly assured him.

“Fine,
but if your mother casts some sort of freaky North Pole spell on me, you owe
me.”

Holly
rolled her eyes, but nodded.

“What
do you want?”

“Do
you still have that elf costume?”

“I
don’t think it’s your size.” She gasped at the light slap to her ass. It
tingled, sending shards of heat to her pussy, “Okay, I’ll wear the costume.”

“No
panties,” David grinned, and though Holly knew that her family was going to
love David no matter what, she had a feeling she was going to be wearing that
elf costume and nothing else by the end of the week.

She couldn’t wait.

THE END

THE HALLS WERE TOTALLY decked, and the party was in
full swing.

Standing in the doorway to his office, Rafe Allen
sipped a glass of liberally-spiked eggnog and shook his head in disbelief. The
headquarters of Kringle Works, Inc. looked nothing like the well-oiled machine
it appeared to be during working hours. Desks had been pushed back to make room
for a dance floor, holly and pine garlands studded with Christmas ornaments
decorated every possible surface, and the refreshments table was loaded down
with so many different kinds of gingerbread, cookies, and snacks that it was a
miracle it didn’t buckle under the weight. The noise was deafening as Rafe’s
fifty hard-working employees and assorted spouses, significant others, and
dates danced and drank, caroused and let loose, celebrating the holiday and a
job well done on their most important night of the year.

Rafe lifted his drink in silent toast. They deserved
the party, and the hefty bonus coming their way as well. The last twelve months
had been a giant leap out of their comfort zone, and his little PR firm had
handled the challenge with grace and aplomb. Rafe eyed the giant monitor that
tracked Santa’s progress around the globe – right on schedule.

He remembered the day early last January when Ivy
Kringle walked into his office, all poised elegance, with skin like fine
porcelain, and turned his world upside down. She proposed a deal to partner
with his firm to act as her family’s public face to the world in an era when
changing technology and ideas made it necessary for them to keep up with the
times. The presentation she made was impressive. The numbers she suggested were
even more so. There was just one slight problem.

Ivy Kringle was crazy.

She had to be. The whole idea was preposterous, and no
matter how Rafe’s skin tingled at the press of her delicate fingers when they
shook hands, or how her peppermint chocolate scent had a surge of unexpected
lust filling his cock to a shocking hardness, Rafe knew that the cool blond
beauty with the unusual blue-green eyes had to be out of her mind.

But...

She didn’t seem crazy, nor the least put out by the
laughter he couldn’t keep inside. Ivy took it in stride, took his hands, and
POP!
Suddenly she and Rafe were standing in the North Pole village, surrounded by
elves rushing to and fro, the air alive with blustery snow and trails of
magic.
After one thirty-second stretch where Rafe wondered if he might actually be the
delusional one, while a swarm of elf children hurried up to throw their little
arms around a laughing Ivy’s legs, she took his hands again and
POP!
They were back in his office. Completely unfazed, Ivy handed him the paperwork,
hoped he would consider the offer, and calmly walked out.