Sexy Secret Santa by Liz Andrews Read Free Book Online Page B

took her mouth under his, parting her lips with his tongue, and kissed her with a passion borne of need. His kiss was surprising, but entirely welcomed. Although she’d run earlier, as soon as his lips touched her own she was his.
    Molly moaned softly and wound her arms around his neck and sank into his embrace. Mentally she might not have been prepared for Josh to be her Secret Santa, but physically she was more than ready to surrender her body to him. Any second now she might wake up and realize this was all a dream, so she was going to enjoy the moment to the fullest while she could.
    Before she could completely lose herself in his kiss, though, Josh pulled back. Opening her eyes she stared, flushed and with bated breath, at the man before her. From the hungry look in his brown eyes, he was as aroused by their simple kiss as she was.
    “Tell me, Molly mine” ‑‑ the nickname brought forth a flood of memories from their night on the phone, making everything all the more real ‑‑ “did you enjoy coming for me today?”
    Did she ever. “Yes.”
    “I bet you didn’t enjoy it as much as I enjoyed watching you come.”
    “You…watched me?” Where had he been? Molly thought back long and hard and couldn’t recall seeing him anywhere. “From where?”
    “From only a few feet away. I saw the way your body trembled as you came; I saw the way you held so tightly to the arms of the chair and bit down into your lip so you wouldn’t give yourself away.”
    “You saw all that?”
    “Yes, and I want to see it again.” Josh moved off the couch and knelt in front of her. “But this time” ‑‑ he grasped her legs and pulled them as far open as her skirt would allow ‑‑ “I want to see it up close and personal. Tell me, Molly mine, are you still wearing your toy?”
    She’d thought about removing it after she’d come earlier, but hadn’t. Now that decision might come back to haunt her. Or be the best one she’d ever made. “Yes, I’m still…yes.”
    “Good.” His hand left her knee for a moment and he pulled the remote control from his pocket. “The bad part about only watching was that I couldn’t touch. But now I can.”
    He thumbed the switch, and the toy nestled against Molly’s clit buzzed to life. It was only on the lowest setting, but her body still arched at the sudden sensation. “Oh my God.”
    “That’s another thing I missed earlier. I can still hear your breathy gasps from our phone call the other night. You sounded so out of control when you were coming.”
    When Molly went to speak, he flicked the switch, turning the butterfly speed up another notch. Instead of the smart retort she’d planned to utter, her lips parted in a silent moan.
    “Are you wet, Molly mine?” He didn’t wait for her reply, but instead slid his free hand up the inside of her thigh. She always wore thigh-high stockings instead of pantyhose. When his hand encountered the lace top he murmured, “Nice,” before moving higher. As he rubbed the cotton material of her panties, the butterfly pressed harder against her clit. She gasped and gripped at his arms. “Oh yeah, these panties are practically soaked right through. I think you like this, Molly mine.”
    “I…God, yes I like it.” The vibrations were rocking her body now and she could feel her orgasm approaching. Just a little bit more and she’d be there. But it wasn’t meant to be. She rocked her hips up, trying to get that firmness she needed only to have him flick the switch to off. “Wh ‑‑”
    “Not yet, Molly mine. As beautiful as you look coming, I want to taste it.”
    He couldn’t possibly mean what she thought he meant could he? Although it was embarrassing to admit it, she’d never received oral sex. She wasn’t too sure if she wanted a man with his face between her legs like that. It made her feel too…vulnerable.
    “I…ahh…I’ve never…”
    “Shh.” He pressed her back against the cushions. “Just lie back and