Grounded for Christmas by Savannah J Frierson

Author:Savannah J Frierson [Frierson, Savannah J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781945568213
Publisher: SJF Books LLC
Published: 2019-12-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Mary undressed Joseph like he were a gift and she couldn’t bear to rip the paper. She peeled his shirt off with careful hands and eased his sweatpants and boxers down his legs as if the hairs on his legs would cause the fabric to tear if she rushed the process. He was still and patient as she disrobed him, making himself malleable like a doll even though the body revealed to her was very human and very alive.

Her lower lip found its way between her teeth when his cock appeared, thick and pulsating. If it were striped, it would be the thickest, most bitter candy cane in existence.

Her mouth watered for him.

“Come here first so I can kiss you properly,” he whispered.

She smiled, the ragged tone of his voice making her shiver, and pressed her fully clothed body against him. To her surprise, his mouth didn’t meet hers right away, falling to her forehead as soft as a snowflake. He continued his snowflake kisses down the bridge of her nose, to the point of her nose, to her philtrum, to finally—blessedly—her mouth.

She sighed into the kiss, a tension so familiar she’d all but forgotten it easing inside of her when her lips met his. He gathered her close, sliding his long, strong fingers underneath her top to the cool skin of her back. She cupped his face, sipped his taste from his mouth as if he were a cup of hot chocolate with cinnamon. He was making her warm all over and she moaned.

“Off,” he growled into her mouth, tugging down on the elastic of her leggings.

“Wait,” she insisted, gripping his wrists. He looked wrecked, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth, his chest rising and falling as if he’d just run a marathon. A thrill surged through her at being the cause of his sensual torture, but she didn’t like to see people suffer. She kissed him, letting her tongue greet his for a moment, before pulling back and dropping to her knees.

Joseph groaned, shaking his head. “You don’t have—”

“I studied. Practiced,” she interrupted, letting her hands frame his privates. The head of him pointed directly at her, a pearl of cum jeweling the crown of his cock. Licking her lips, Mary let it remain there as she buried her nose into his crotch, smelling his musk and sex. Her hum harmonized with his moans, his whispered fuck making her lust kindle and the hairs on her body turn aflame. Hours of porn, more cucumbers than she’d like to admit, and the memory of him fisting his dick before directing it to her pussy had fueled many a masturbatory session in her life.

Joseph was a trooper, letting her test out hypothesis after hypothesis with her mouth on his hardness: don’t suck with too much pressure; he likes it when you stroke and suck in a rhythm; a little teeth doesn’t hurt; humming is a yes; squeezing his balls too hard is a no; touching him there makes him do that gasp that makes you throb.

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