Page 18 of The Humbug Holiday

Cameron straightened. He fondled my balls as he kissed the column of my neck and brushed his nose along the shell of my ear. “Take your shirt off and lower your boxers. I want to see you.”

I swallowed hard, but obeyed in a flash. I leaned on the edge of his desk, only vaguely cognizant of the cool wood on my bare ass as I wrapped my fingers around my shaft and tugged. His eyes glazed over with a lusty sheen that made me feel very fucking powerful…even though I was the one with my jeans around my ankles.

“You have a gorgeous cock,” he whispered. “If memory serves, you have a spectacular ass too.”

I gave a desperate-sounding half laugh. “I do. And I’ll show you, but I want to see you first. Please.”

“Mmm. Say that again.”

I snorted. “I’m not begging.”

He covered my hand with both of his and smoothed his thumb over my slit, gathering precum. Then he held his slick digit up and touched it to my lips before licking one side. Okay, that was hot. He didn’t have to say a word—I opened my mouth and sucked his thumb, jacking my cock like a champ.

“You like that, don’t you?”

“Y-yeah,” I admitted.

“So hot. So fucking hot,” he purred. “Tell me what you want.”

“Your cock. Let me see you. Please.”

Cameron’s fingers flew over his shirt buttons and his belt buckle. If my hands weren’t occupied at the moment, I would have loved to run my fingers through the thatch of hair on his chest and along the planes of toned muscle. The man was a silver-fox dream come to life. I licked my lips and let my gaze drift south just as he pushed his jeans and briefs down, freeing his beautiful dick.

Fuck, I couldn’t believe that beast had been inside me. He was huge and thick and—fuck, I had to taste him. I dropped to my knees without a second thought, peering up at him as I gripped him at the base with my left hand…’cause yeah, I needed my right hand to stroke my own monster hard-on.

He brushed my hair from my eyes sweetly, ghosting his fingertips along my jaw. “Go on. Suck me, baby.”

Say no fucking more.A slight tremor rocked through me as I licked him from base to tip and back again. I twirled my tongue around his crown, sucking precum from his slit before opening wide and swallowing him whole.

I hadn’t been on my knees for a man in a while—well, two whole months. I’d almost forgotten how much I loved sucking dick. The sensual slide of Cameron’s fingers through my hair was a heady contrast to the insistent thrust of his hips. Don’t get me wrong, he didn’t go down and dirty on me right away. In fact, he didn’t move at all. He let me experiment with long leisurely pulls and the languid slide of my fist.

But I was a greedy bastard. I deep-throated him, convulsed my throat muscles, and gasped for air. He tilted my chin, bending to shove his tongue in my mouth briefly, then demanded a repeat performance. He held my face as he rocked his hips this time, alternately praising me and challenging me to take a little more, go a little further. “Such a pretty mouth. That’s it…take it all. Take it, boy.”

I’d rake him over the coals for calling me baby and boy later. For now, I was in heaven. I tightened my grip on my pole when I felt my balls draw up. I didn’t want to come first, but I might not have a choice. My current state of extreme sensory overload wasn’t sustainable.

Sure enough, when he pulled away and tapped his cock on my cheek, I finally reached my limit.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come.” I leaned back, bracing my weight on my hand as jizz shot over my chest.

My vision blurred in the aftermath and my limbs felt like jelly. I tried to catch my breath, so I could refocus and finish him off.

“Here you go.” Cameron kneeled beside me and swiped at the mess on my stomach with his discarded shirt.

I blinked and licked my lips. “Thanks. Sorry about that. I usually have a little more stamina, but—”

“Shh. Get up. I’m about to combust, and I really want to see your ass.”

He helped me to my feet and guided me to bend over his desk. I felt him move behind me, kneading my cheeks, then pressing his cock into my crack.

“Do you want to fuck me? I have a condom in my wallet,” I grunted. “And lube. Yeah, I want that. I want your dick in me.”

Cameron wrapped his arms around my torso and covered me, resting his forehead on my shoulder. “Christ, I want that too, but it’s too late. I’m not going to last.”

He bucked, holding my hips for purchase as he humped my crease. The déjà vu hit me hard. We’d done exactly this. He’d stood behind me, our jeans pushed out of the way while he drilled my hole. He wasn’t inside me now, but this was hot too. I just wished there was a mirror in here, ’cause this was the stuff of porny daddy fantasies.

My cock twitched at the thought. I was about to share my X-rated musings when he stepped away. I glanced over my shoulder and watched transfixed while he jerked himself.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. That’s it. I’m gonna…”