Page 49 of Holiday Wishes and Tentacle Dreams

Doren wouldn’t expose Rhonda’s elderly ears to the noises they planned to wring from Jake’s writhing body.

Doren had spent the first half hour of the drive in silence, vibrating in anticipation at what sexy mischief they would get up to once they returned to Linwood Falls. The trees and houses flew by as Jake sped up 495, as eager as Doren was to get to their destination.

At some point, though, Doren couldn’t take it anymore, and shifted one of their fingers. Focused on the road, Jake didn’t have a clue what Doren was up to until the first tentacle caressed his ankle.

Jake let out a gasp that instantly hardened Doren’s cock. They adored those noises. Jake was just so responsive, and there was something so enticing about a man in this thick package shaking like a leaf at their touch.

“Doren, you can’t?—”

Jake’s words cut off as he clenched his teeth in response to Doren’s tentacle reaching his nutsack. Slipping up inside Jake’s boxer briefs, Doren teased Jake’s balls, cupping and rolling them, first one then the other, pulling them away from Jake’s body and testing the stretch.

“I’m driving!” Jake’s voice was higher pitched now, cracking as Doren continued to tease him.

“So concentrate on the road, and I shall concentrate on you.”

Jake whined as Doren abandoned his balls to slide the very tip of their tentacle up their hard shaft. Jake’s underwear had a little give to them, thank goodness. There was just enough room for Doren to get up to real trouble. They smiled as they massaged Jake’s dick.

Jake’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel even harder. “If I come, I’ll crash the car.”

Doren let out a low chuckle. This sweet, silly man did not know what was in store for him. “Oh, I’ll not let you come. That is for when we arrive back at the house.”

The sob that escaped from Jake’s throat was the most delicious sound Doren had ever heard. They wanted more ofthat.

With careful, unrelenting movement, Doren wrapped their tentacle all the way around Jake’s cock, squeezing and releasing, pulsing around the shaft.

“Holy fuck, Doren…” Jake forced out through clenched teeth.

Doren only smiled. It was now their job to make sure this man always felt good, always knew how much Doren cared for him.

Producing a second tentacle, Doren snaked up Jake’s sleeve and found the light hair of his broad chest. Making their way to Jake’s nipples, they applied pressure in unison with Jake’s pulsing cock.

“I…we might die, Doren.” Jake’s eyes were still open, but he was fighting to keep his concentration. Out of caution, Doren sent a spare tentacle up and around the steering wheel.

Better safe than sorry.

Ceasing their squeezing for a moment, Doren pulled on Jake’s dick at an excruciating pace. At least, Doren assumed it was excruciating considering the gasps and moans coming out of Jake’s mouth.

“What are you doing to me?” Jake’s eyes were locked to the windshield, his body frozen and unmoving except for the slightest trembling. Doren delighted in that quivering, knowing they were driving Jake crazy.

Doren wouldn’t allow an ounce of doubt in Jake’s heart. They’d exorcise it with orgasms, if they had to. By the time Doren was done with him, Jake would never believe he was anything but sexy, deserving, and the center of Doren’s world.

Whatever paltry bedroom skills Jake’s ex had possessed would be long forgotten after a few more nights with Doren. They were certain of it.

“I’m proving my adoration of you on your body, my sweet. And I’m going to do that until we’ve returned to the beach house.” Doren punctuated each of their sentences with a strong pulse of their tentacles.

“But that’s still at least an hour away.” Jake’s gaze darted to Doren, then back to the road. “I’ll never make it.”

“Oh, I’m certain you will survive. I’d never allow harm to come to you.” Doren couldn’t keep the wide grin from forming on their face. They could picture a life of torturing this man with pleasure. “But by the time we arrive at the beach house, you will be begging.”

Jake let out another sob, and Doren leaned in to him, whispering in his ear. “Do you want me to stop?”

He shook his head, although the growing terror on Jake’s face was a strange contrast to his unabashed enthusiasm. “No one’s ever…I don’t know. I’ve always been the one making my partners feel good. It’s just how I thought I was wired. But with you, I love to let you take care of me.”

Doren hummed low, producing yet another tentacle. “And I love to care for you, baby. Now allow me to do what we both want me to do.”

Doren’s newest tentacle snaked up Jake’s arm on the outside of his shirt, taking a moment to slide across his throat and flick at his earlobe before tapping its tip on Jake’s closed lips.

As if by instinct, Jake opened his mouth. Doren adored how game he was when it came to intimacy. They were going to have many years of scalding hot sex together.