Dipped In Holly(Nick and Holly #1)(5)

He pulls his finger free of me and offers it to my open mouth. I greedily suck it between my lips, tasting myself on his skin while I tease him with my tongue, letting him know just how much I wish it were his dick instead. His eyes watch my mouth, his hazel irises almost completely eclipsed by his pupils, giving him a dark look that sends a new rush of aching heat between my thighs. I’m fucking throbbing for him, and my nipples are tight and pebbled, seeking his attention.

He picks me up, spinning and sitting me down on the main bar before he settles his hips between my legs and kisses me again. His fingers work the ties of the corset, working it looser and looser until I can finally take a deep breath. He gets frustrated and begins to pull it apart, ripping the fabric and finally pulling it loose enough that it can be yanked over my head. I laugh at his eagerness, but he just takes a moment to look me over.

“God, you’re perfect,” he whispers, running his knuckles over the pointed tips of my nipples and then across the red lines the bones of the corset have left on my skin. I gasp at the sensation and let my head roll back as he replaces his fingers with his mouth. It’s hot and wet as he sucks my breast into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the peak before taking it between his teeth.

I roll my hips into his, desperate for some friction. I can feel that he’s hard, and the sheer size of him is almost worrying. He takes the other nipple in his mouth, and my hands find his hair. Running my fingers through the soft strands, I tug and pull as I try to get closer to him. With each pass of his tongue over the tip, my pussy clenches, making me a needy, whimpering puddle.

His mouth is on mine again, his lips warm and wet from the attention to my breasts. He spins me around so that my back is facing the long length of the bar and helps me lie down. He situates himself between my legs again and slowly begins to pull off my thigh-highs, kissing down my leg until he gets to the ankle, and begins the process all over again on my other leg.

“I’m going to show you exactly how a man should treat a woman,” he says as he pulls my panties off. He tosses them aside, and I’m left in nothing but my miniskirt, my legs wide open for him as my heels sit on the bar.

“Look at that perfect cunt,” he groans, his head dipping between my thighs and inhaling my scent. I blush furiously from the tips of my toes all the way to the top of my head as I feel his nose run the length of me. He takes my hands and places them in his hair.

“I want you to fuck my face,” he tells me as his lips brush the most sensitive part of me. “You will tell me what you like, you will squeeze my head with your thighs, and you will tug on my hair so hard that you’re worried you’ll pull it out.”

He pauses.

“And Holly?” he asks, looking up at me over my skirt, his eyes so full of lust it makes my pussy clench.

“Yeah?” I breathe.

“You will scream for your Daddy when you come. Understood?”





Her pussy is fucking perfect, pink and glistening with her arousal, and she has the softest blonde curls that I run my nose through. I lick straight up her center before sucking her clit into my mouth. She cries out, squeezing my head with her thighs and arching her back off the bar.

She grinds her hips against my face, lifting her head up off the counter to watch as I eat her out like a starving man. We make eye contact as I slip a single finger inside of her, curling it until I feel the soft pad of her G-spot.

“Do that while you make circles around my clit,” she tells me.

“Like this?” I ask her, using the tip of my tongue to do exactly as she asked while my finger teases that spot inside of her.

“Yes, thank you, Daddy,” she moans. My cock feels like it’s going to rip right through my jeans. It’s so stiff and ready to sink inside of her. I can feel how tight she is by the way she clenches around my finger, and I can’t wait to watch her stretch for my cock.

I push another finger inside of her, slowly scissoring and stretching her as I listen to the sweet sounds of her moans and whimpers. I alternate between circling around her clit and sucking it, getting her closer and closer to the edge each time. There’s a sheen of sweat across her body and a flush creeping its way across her chest and up her throat.

“You’re close,” I growl, and she nods, throwing one of her arms over her face. She takes that plump bottom lip between her teeth and bites it as she groans deep in her chest.

I keep up my rhythm, eager to see what she looks like in the throes of her orgasm. Her breath picks up, her chest heaving with the effort as her belly moves with her hips. She bites on her hand before I move my free hand up, shoving my fingers into the wet heat of her mouth.

“Use me,” I beg her, and she does. She sucks and bites on my fingers with vigor, matching the rhythm I’m using on her pussy. I pull them out of her mouth, wiping the spit across her mouth before shoving them back in. “Good girl,” I praise.

“Oh, fuck!” she moans around my hand as I feel her pussy flutter around my fingers. “Yes, Daddy!” she cries out as I nibble on her sensitive and swollen clit. My dick leaks into my boxers as her taste explodes across my tongue.

“You taste so fucking good, baby girl,” I tell her as the last of her orgasm pulses through her body. She bites down hard on my fingers, and I groan against her soft flesh. I pull my fingers free of her cunt and lick them clean before lifting her boneless body to a sitting position.