Page 141 of A Very Bellamy Christmas

This time, when he resumed his attention to her nipples and his hands wended their way toward the apex of her thighs like twin serpents, she did nothing to stop him.

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Andrew had known her sweet little body was lush—he’d felt her plump arse pressed against his cock that day he’d taken her up on Drake with him—but he’d had no clue as to the perfect pair of breasts she was hiding beneath her prim, high-necked gowns.

Andrew adored breasts—big ones, small ones, matching ones, ones that pointed in different directions—it didn’t matter, he loved them all.

But he could not recall enjoying a pair of breasts quite as much as he was doing right now. They were soft and perfectly filled his palms, tipped by small sensitive nipples that he’d joyously sucked to nubbly points. He wanted to bite them even harder and had to restrain himself. Thus far he’d caused her only pleasurable pain and wanted to keep it that way.

He nuzzled and sucked and kissed while moving toward the treasure between her thighs with agonizing slowness, imagining how she looked in his mind’s eye, the soft frills of her pussy spread, swollen, and slick, her body readying itself for his—

Andrew shook himself. Christ! Why had he ever agreed to this foolish darkness?

His fingers shook when he encountered the dampness at the crease where her thigh met her sex.

He squeezed his eyes shut as his body thrummed with need, until the evidence of his overheated desire slid down his aching shaft.

He only had to push down his drawers and move her an inch or two closer and he could sink into what would assuredly be a tight, virginal cunt.

He’d had only one virgin before—Mariah—the experience so long ago that he recalled very little other than her expressing discomfort but not wishing to stop.

And you didn’t stop. You put a baby into her.

That thought was almost enough to kill his erection.

Tonight, he would give Stacia pleasure, not a child.

Andrew released the nipple he’d been tormenting and was amused by the small whimper of disappointment she made.

He proceeded slowly in case she wanted him to stop, stroking up and down her inner thighs, higher each time, until the sides of his fingers caressed the soft lips of her outer sex with each stroke.

Rather than stiffen or jerk away, she pulled his head down toward her chest.

Andrew smiled and went willingly, attaching himself to a nipple as eagerly as any nursing babe, sucking little gasps and moans out of her while he covered her mound with one hand, gently cupping her and letting her become accustomed to his touch on such a private part of her body.

When she pulled his head off one breast and guided his mouth to the other, he decided she was accustomed enoughand slid his middle finger between her folds, groaning at the slick heat he encountered.

“So wet for me,” he muttered against her taut nipple, and then suckled her even harder as he stroked the swollen petals of her sex, easily finding her engorged, eager nub and teasing her to the brink of climax, stopping just before she toppled over the edge.

She made an irritated little growling sound that was…adorable.

There was that word again.

Andrew chuckled against the erect nubbin in his mouth, unable to resist giving her a nip.

She hissed and jolted, her hips rolling in a way that gave her the friction she wanted.

Andrew kept just far enough away from her clitoris that she was forced to take what she needed from him. “Yes,” he encouraged as she bucked her hips and ground herself against him.

When she began to shake and jerk with need, he took over and fingered an orgasm from her responsive body so quickly he was left starving for more.

It was all he could do to wait until the tremors had faded before lightly rubbing his slick thumb at the base of her throbbing sex organ—careful to avoid the too-sensitive peak—drawing out her climax and sending her crashing into a second orgasm.

She was still shaking when he lifted her off his knees and laid her out on the bed.

He stood beside the bed and stared down at her through a darkness so murky it was impossible to see anything but an outline of the lush little body laid out like an irresistible buffet.

Andrew pulled the tape on his drawers and pushed them down to the floor, his hard, leaking cock eagerly springing free.