StarofChristmas by Jayne Rylon Read Free Book Online

rainbows through the prisms of my tears.
I close my eyes, one betraying droplet escaping from beneath my lids, as I wish
it were real. Why can’t this be Rick’s living room? Why can’t we share
something genuine and exciting on the eve of a new era?
    This experience could fundamentally alter who we are and the
path we’ll walk together from here forward with the elemental power of our
passion.
    We exchange a present beyond value.
    The gift of a lifetime.
    As suddenly as it began, the arc of electricity abandons me,
ending my continuous climax. I hang limp and exhausted in my bonds.
    “Thank you,” Rick whispers an instant before the stillness
explodes into applause and an impossible chant.
    Encore. Encore. Encore.
    We have nothing left to share. We’ve left it all onstage
beneath the harsh beams and the scrutiny of a few hundred of Tommy’s new best
friends.
    Stagehands rescue me, freeing me from electrodes, wires and
restraints I would have worn forever if offered a choice. They sweep us to the
dressing room as two of the club’s regulars appear for one last quickie to
appease any stranglers or those who were inspired to a second or third round of
arousal by our offering.

Encore
     
    I shouldn’t be here, but I couldn’t resist.
    When Rick offered to share his home with me, to spend the
rest of the night by my side, I caved to his earnest invitation. We tumbled
into his bed and slept the night away, locked in each other’s arms. Now, in the
harsh light of midmorning, I try not to count the cost.
    The price will be steep because resting here, in his
sanctuary, in his arms, guarantees I’ll miss him when I return to reality.
    We’re only delaying the inevitable.
    “Star.”
    “Yes?” I whisper, afraid to shatter the perfect peace
surrounding us.
    “Remember yesterday, when you joked about Christmas dinner?”
    “Uh-huh.” I sigh. He pets my hair.
    “I have to leave soon. Why can’t you come with me?” He tucks
his chin to study my reaction as I burrow deeper against his chest. “My family
is open-minded. Like me. I’d like to believe they’d welcome whomever I choose
to spend my time with. Share my life with.”
    “It’s too much, Rick. You can’t spring it on them like that.
No warning, no notice.” I shake my head. For him, I have to choose the right
thing despite my selfish craving to indulge. Like an addict, it’d be too easy
to treat myself to a little more then a little more until things spiraled out
of control. “It’s not right. I won’t ruin your holiday. Or your relationship
with your family. It’s too precious…”
    I cut off before he can ask questions I don’t feel like
thinking about, never mind answering.
    “You’re not going to change your mind, are you?”
    “No. I’m so sorry.”
    “Then I’d like to give you your present now.” He slips his
finger beneath my chin and lifts my mouth to his for a lingering kiss. I so
rarely indulge in this intimacy. It steals my breath. Though I suspect the
glide of his tongue would have more impact than all the rest of the kisses in
the world. His lips brush across mine, affectionate and gentle enough to bring
tears to my eyes.
    The soft exchange of affection is a worthy offering. I’m
surprised when he rolls me to my back and nibbles a trail along my torso.
    “Rick?”
    “I want to pleasure you for once.” He pauses to draw on my
breasts with tender sips then meanders below the covers. “Relax, Star. I’ll do
the work. Let me take care of you .”
    He takes ages exploring every facet of my pussy with his
fingers, lips and tongue. He ingests the arousal he draws from my body, a
testament to his skill and the emotion ricocheting between us. After the
monumental release I experienced last night, this should be impossible.
    It seems so odd to lie still and allow him to work on me for
a change. Yet, I relish every second. He laves the flesh between my thighs,
soothing and enflaming all at once. When I whimper, he presses a single