The Christmas Proposal - Miley Maine Page 0,60

sure to leave a mark.

“Like that, that brought you pleasure, didn’t it?”

I nodded, but I didn’t have to. His hand had already creeped down to my panties, and he moved them aside with one finger to confirm the wetness for himself.

“Ah yes, it most certainly did. Do you want me to make you more wet, my little kitten?”

I nodded, unable to speak for the sheer amount of sensation that was running through my body.

His hands came down to my hips, and he yanked my panties off of me, tossing them down to land in the same pool as the rest of my lingerie.

“I did like everything on you,” he said, “but I have to admit, I like you bare just as much, maybe even more, because I can do things like this.” He tweaked my nipple and I let out a little mewl. “Or even this.” He ran his finger along the split in my labia, then inserted it, slowly, before withdrawing it again and bringing it up to his lips.

He took his finger into his mouth and sucked it clean. “You taste so good baby, did you know that?”

I shook my head.

“Well then, I’ll show you just how good you taste.” He moved down so that his face was hovering between my legs. With a smile, he parted them gently and then lowered his head to press a kiss to my inner thigh.

He let out a low groan as he pressed more kisses to my thigh, slowly moving his face closer and closer to my pussy.

“Even your smell is intoxicating,” he said, taking a deep sniff. “I could have just you for breakfast and be just as satisfied as if I had had a five-course meal.”

I wiggled a bit at the praise, and he gently placed his lips against my labia. The spot where his mouth met my skin tingled for several seconds, and then he parted my labia with one hand so that he could access me properly. He licked my clit, making me gasp out loud, and then licked a line down to the opening of my pussy.

“God, you’re so wet for me,” he said. “I don’t think you know how happy you make me.”

“You can try to explain,” I suggested, barely able to get the words out so thick was my desire.

“I don’t know if words will do it justice.” He thrust his tongue into me and I moaned, throwing my head back and squeezing my eyes shut. It felt so good to shut out the rest of the world and just focus on the way that he was making my body feel.

And God did he make me feel good.

With the ministrations of his tongue and the added pressure of one thumb on my clit, it wasn’t long before my pleasure was pushed over the edge and the first orgasm of the night coursed through me.

He gave me a moment to sit in the pleasure, and then he looked at me with a seductive smile that made me wet all over again. “So, do you know it now?”

“Know what?”

“How absolutely delectable you are.” He kissed me, and I could taste myself on his lips, just slightly sweet.

“Not as amazing as you,” I said when he broke away.

“Oh, that’s to be debated. You’re the best I’ve ever tasted.”

I giggled. No one had ever complimented me like this before. “Is that so.”

“Oh yes, I promise.” He squeezed me to his chest and kissed me again, then laid down next to me and traced a line down my chest. “And the most beautiful too. I still don’t know how I was so lucky for the universe to bless me with you.”

“Must be fate,” I said with a shrug.

“You know? I don’t usually believe in fate. But for you? I definitely do.”

Epilogue

Serenity

The two of us got up early that next morning so that we could be back in time for breakfast and the celebrations. Before we left, I set a hastily wrapped package on Grayson’s lap.

“What is this?” he asked, raising one brow.

“Open it and find out,” I said, sitting down next to him.

He tore open the package, revealing a matching set of fleece pajamas printed with snowflakes and reindeer. He let out a laugh and held them up.

“What are these?”

“We have a tradition of wearing matching pajamas for Christmas day,” I said. “I didn’t want you to miss out.”

“I’m guessing this one is for you,” he said, taking out the smaller set and handing it to me.

“That would be