Frisky the Snowman: a snowmance novelette by Lauren Biel

Author:Lauren Biel [Biel, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lauren Biel
Published: 2023-12-12T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

Frisky

I drag her out of the bedroom, and she strips away the ripped fabric as we walk toward the kitchen. I grip her waist and lift her onto the island countertop, then I step back, keeping my eyes on her as I reach into the fridge and pull the largest carrot I can find from the vegetable drawer. Her eyes fixate on the orange vegetable, and an adorable smile creeps across her face.

“Before you fuck me with that,” she says, “you need to tell me your name.”

“You can call me ‘F.’ And I want you to fuck yourself with this. Just like I watched you do in this kitchen.”

I place the carrot into her hand. She studies it for a moment before spreading her thighs and leaning back. With her eyes trained on me, she pushes the carrot inside her. It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen, and the best part?

Just like outside the window, I can feel what that fucking vegetable feels.

Warmth squeezes my shaft, and I grip the countertop as I try to keep control of the pleasure in my jeans. I’d hate to come in my pants at the sight alone, but pleasure overwhelms me each time I see that carrot disappear inside her.

Slick coats her swollen clit. I need to taste her.

I grab a napkin and step into her, unable to hold back any longer. With her gleaming clit laid out in front of me and her lips spread around the vegetable, I’m only torturing myself. I lean closer and lap up the wetness. She cries out, making the most beautiful sounds I’ve ever heard as I lift her leg and bury my face in her pussy.

I unbutton my jeans and unzip them so I can slip my hand into my pants. I stroke myself, keeping my cock hidden from her as her pussy squeezes the carrot and the feeling tightens around my cock. I growl against her clit, the vibrations strangling more moans out of her.

“I’m coming,” she whimpers.

“Me too,” I growl. My come spurts into the napkin.

Her panting breaths recede, and her back drops to the counter. She tilts her head to look at my cock, but I raise the fabric before she can. I ball up the napkin and toss it into the garbage before she can catch a whiff of the shameful peppermint perfume.

“Please fuck me,” she whispers, her voice hoarse.

I wish I could. I’d love nothing more than to feel her around me. But I can’t. I can only come to her pleasure, and I don’t want her to be disgusted by the monstrosity between my legs.

“I can’t.”

She crawls off the counter and her wet, naked body presses against mine. She reaches for my zipper, but I grab her wrist and tug it away.

“Why?” she demands.

“You would never believe me.”

“Try me!”

I take a deep breath. “I’m in love with you. You’re everything to me . . . because you made me.”

She cocks her head, and her eyebrows pull together. “What?”

“I’m the snowman.

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