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His chin tilts up. He straightens up and stiffens, like it could be a challenge.
I’m afraid of him, more than a little bit. A lot. But I like it and I don’t want to let him go.
He looks deep in my eyes, and my stomach flips. His voice is low, gravelly. “I can give you double the money you need, angel.”
I take a long, hard breath. It catches when I see the fat snake stir in his pants.
My voice skeeters, “Oh?”
There’s a condition coming. I know. A ‘but’ hangs, drifts on the air like a snowdrop. I wait.
His teeth show. “You know what I want.” I can taste his breath in the chilly air. “Spread your wings for me, angel. I’ll fill you with good cheer.”
I bite my lip as his eyes narrow. My heart patters. My knees turn to water.
My mind floods with the dirtiest thoughts. I could devour him.
He pulls me to him. Drags my ass to crush my hips against him, riding and sliding my pelvis against his. Pulling my clit, my pussy, up the ridge of his hard snake. My insides flip, spilling from a nervous simmer to a hard rolling boil.
I want to resist. I try to resist. But not hard enough. The musky spiced aroma of man fills my head. It makes me feel drunk. He can hardly tell that I’m pushing back. When he notices, it seems to excite him even more.
And my hips push back, grinding the lips of my pussy, up and down against the hot pulse of his stiffening bulge.
He holds me close, pressed tight against him. I’m still pushing back, but it’s myself I’m trying to push back against. And we both know it.
And now, I’m pushing harder with my pussy than with any other part of me. It’s damned obscene, is what it is. And I want it so bad. I need more.
He holds me tight. I grip his arm. And his ass.
And I feel like I’m falling. Tipping and tumbling.
His breath is hot and delicious.His voice scrapes low. “I want you to feel my cock up your ass. I want you bouncing on my candle. I want you. All of you, angel. And for keeps.”
His lips curl. My mouth opens. I stretch my head toward his. He pulls me by my ass.
Our mouths join. Wet, shaping together. Pressing. Taking.
His long, agile tongue invades me. I suck. Lick. Breathe him in.
But I can’t.
I shake my head. It takes all my strength to pull away. I press on his shoulder. “No. I can’t. Not now. Maybe…” He’s going to think I’m a total idiot.
But I know if I let myself get wrapped around this man of iron, I’ll lose myself completely. I know me. In a state like that, I won’t get this Christmas Day for the children happening at all. I’ll just give myself up for the sacrifice and have him do whatever he wants with me. All day. Then all night. Then all day again. Until…
No! Not again.
“Maybe another time,” I’m shaking. I say, “but not now. I can’t let myself get distracted.” My jaw judders. I’m talking too much.
“Come with me down that alley, angel. I’m going to fuck you and stick my cock up your ass.”
“I’ll come with you. But only for a minute.” I grab his arm. “And we’re not going to do any of what you said.” I’m still shaking.
“Yeah? We’ll see.”
And it came to me in a flash, so fast I say it before I even think it through. Because it’s obvious. “And you’ll give me the money.”
“Wait. What?”
