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Red Lace Christmas: A Taste Of Sin

A holiday of raw, dirty pleasures. A collection of forbidden desires brought to life. A Christmas spent in Sin and dirty fantasies. It includes steamy sex from coworkers that love dirty talk and sex, Travelers and tourists that want to experience bliss, holiday pleasures in small towns, brides enjoying the night before their wedding with strippers and so many more that would leave your panties damp and pussy throbbing. A story filled with hot, passionate and steamy sex. Are you ready for this rollercoaster of undiluted and unfiltered tale that'll leave you breathless, aching and sinful. If you're not 🔞 kindly scroll past this book.
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Chapter 5

RHENAN

I can't contain my joy when Saffron agrees. I had prepared several speeches and ways to convince her to spend the holiday with me but who would have thought she would actually answer.

While I'm still smiling at her, she slowly walks closer to me while pressing her body against mine. The flush of her breasts against my chest leaves me breathless and brings back memories of the feel of it in my hands. How I wish I can strip her of the flimsy little silk she calls a nightwear.

The sinful cloth has been messing with my senses since I stepped into her apartment. All I could think about were the different ways I could have her writhing beneath me in pleasure.

"I should be mad at you but I'm too horny and sexually attracted to you to do so" She says with hooded eyes and flushed cheeks while biting her lower lip seductively and I'm tempted to pull it out with my teeth and kiss her succulent lips.

It's as if she read my mind when she suddenly wraps her hands behind my neck, tiptoes and presses her lips against mine. Her lips are warm and wet, sending a jolt to my dick and before I can register what's going on, I'm already on her couch. My abs clenching as her trembling hands rips my zipper open.

"Fuck baby, you make me want you so much" I say my hands gripping her couch a little too tight.

She drags my pants down with a lazy and sinful smile and I know somewhere deep down that this woman would be the death of me.

She spits on my cock and gives it a lick before straddling me.

Panting with need, I take off her night wear so I can admire her wonderful titties and taste them.

 "I missed these so much" I say while palming her breasts. I take one of her nipples in my mouth while squeezing the other between my fingers.

She starts to unbutton my shirt with speed and concentration, her head clammy and tinged with sweat while I take my time worshiping her breasts.

Once she's done, Saffron starts to trail wet kisses all over my jaw down to my lower abdomen while grinding against my already hard as rock dick causing me to groan in need.

"Baby please, you're torturing me. I want to bury myself in your sweet little cunt. If you keep up with these little tortures, I would go insane" I say to her through ragged breaths.

My little whore finally decides to pity me when she readjusts herself and slowly sits on my cock swallowing half of it down her pussy.

 "Fuck Rehnan, you're s....o b..i..g. I can....t, I can't take it all". She says in a trembling voice.

 "Yes baby you can, just go slow baby, daddy would take care of you"  

She continues to descend slowly on my covk and her pussy feels so good. "Damn baby, your cunt is so tight and warm. I'm going to go insane from the crazy amount of pleasure you're making me feel."

"Daddy, oh God, I'm so...fu....ll. Your cock is so big. Hmmmm, this is so good, fuck yes" her moaning sounds are so erotic, as she starts to move her hips slowly against mine.

Her rhythm starts to go faster as our bodies melt together in sweat and sin.

"Oh fuck, fuck yes, yes Saff, keep going baby, don't stop, don't fucking stop, don't you dare stop." I'm panting hard and so does my little slut too.

"Fuck Daddy's cock, ride it like the fucking whore that you are, you love it when I call you a Daddy's little slut don't you?" I ask her amid our panting breaths.

 "Yes daddy. Call me your little whore, I love being your slut, fuck daddy, you feel so.....so good, I can literally you in my womb. Fuck yeeeeeees!"

Her movements start to slow down but I'm not having that, I hold her ass and lift her up while slamming into her from beneath.

"Fuck Rhenan right there, yes right there. Oh my god fuck! Please don't stop, please don't stop." I take her nipple in my mouth and lick, suck and bite until she screams while clenching and shattering in my arms.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck, daddy fuck I'm coming, I'm comin.....g"

I feel the hot squirt pouring in waves against my abs while I keep pounding into her until I am trembling while pouring my cum into her sweet little cunt.  

We lay like that for a few minutes while trying to gather our breaths and I can see Saffron already closing her tired eyes. I carry her towards her bedroom and into the shower to clean her up before wiping her and laying her on the bed.

"Rhenan" she called me while I was walking to her living room to wear my clothes.

"Yes baby" I turn back and look at the pink flushed woman before me, my dick hardening for a round two.

 "For the period I'm with you for this arrangement, we have to be exclusive. You won't be seeing anyone and neither will I."

I smile happily at the thought of us being exclusive, I didn't want to impose on her but since she's the one bringing it up then I'm happy to oblige. "I wasn't planning on it babe".

"Where do you think you are going by the way" she asks me while looking at my naked body appreciatively.

 Damn this woman is insatiable and I love it. "I was going to dress up and let you rest, baby. I will be back at night to finish what we started."

"No, I won't have that"  she gets up and crawls towards me on her hands and knees "I'm not done with you, so you can't leave yet"  She opens her bedside drawer close to me and brings out a red and green vibrator.

"I bought this as a gift to myself for Christmas, but now Santa has handed me a live one so I have two gifts and I want them both stuffed in me before you leave sirrrrrr" she slurs while batting her eyelashes.

She reaches me and slinks down on her knees before me while taking my hard cock in her mouth, her hand trailing down her breasts to her pussy. "Fuck you taste so good, I want to suck your dick forever" she says while rubbing her pussy in pleasure.

"Sucking my dick turns you on"?

 She answers by sucking me so hard I almost see stars. Shit, I might have entered a deal with the devil after all and I can't wait for all the surprises I'll be getting for this Christmas even if it means my name would be on the naughty list.  

Christmas here I come.

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