A Wicked Treat (Sinful Holiday Series Book 1)

by Crimson Syn

  I stood there, glaring down at the loser on the floor. My heart was hammering from the rush and my sharp intakes of breath must have made me look like a madman. I clenched my fists at my sides, just daring him to get up so I could put him down again. As the anger flowed through me I suddenly felt her hands on my arm, her fingertips gliding down across my bloodied knuckles.

  “Anthony, stop.”

  Her soft voice lulled me back to her. Her hands cupped my face, forcing me to look at her. Feeling the adrenaline pump through my body I bent down and kissed her hard, letting everyone know who she belonged to. Without a warning, I grabbed her by the waist and flung her over my shoulder, making a quick getaway with my angel. Flashes of lights surrounded us and I knew I’d be on the front of every magazine and social media outlet in New York for at least the next month. Strangely enough, I didn’t give a fuck. I wanted my Ana, and I wanted her right fucking now.

  Her hands were tugging on my cape and hitting my back as she struggled against me. “Are you crazy? Put me down, Anthony!”

  I gripped her tightly as we waited for the elevator. The doors opened and as I climbed on, holding onto her as she kicked up. I swatted her behind and she yelped. Facing the doors, I let my hand glide up the hot flesh of her thighs, stroking her softly.

  She inhaled a sharp breath and stopped struggling. “Where are we going? You can’t just carry me around as if I were a sack of potatoes. Anthony? Tony?”

  I didn’t answer her. Instead, I made my way to the Limo where I knew John was waiting for me. His eyes widened as he spotted me carrying Ana, but without being asked to he quickly opened the back door of the car and made his way to the driver’s side.

  I slid Ana down my body, her wings were in my way but I wanted her to keep them on. I wanted to sit her on my cock and watch her fly when she found her release in my arms. She tried to get away from me but I lifted her, cradling her in my arms. I slid into the car and propped her on my lap as I reached for the door. The minx leaned over trying to escape from my grasp, but I held her hands to her side and managed to slam the door shut.

  “Take us home, John.”

  “Yes, Sir,” he nodded. The window compartment closed slowly, giving us our much-needed privacy.

  “You’re worse than that pirate,” she seethed in anger, trying to squirm off my lap.

  I grabbed one of her legs and in our struggle, I turned her on my lap forcing her to face me as she straddled my thighs. I propped her down on my lap and as she squirmed against me, I reached over and yanked her skirt up. I squeezed the ample flesh and spanked her plump ass making her gasp.

  “Sit, the fuck, still!” The sharp tone in my voice made her freeze.

  “This is kidnapping!”

  “It’s called, taking what’s mine,” I growled as I kneaded her ass cheeks.

  “I’m not yours!” she struggled on my lap and gasped as her pussy found the hard bump of my cock.

  She froze and looked at me. Her pretty amber eyes glimmered with heat and passion. “I hate you,” she whispered.

  “You don’t hate me,” I smiled. “You love me, and you know it. Your pussy loves me too, if not it wouldn’t be this wet.”

  My fingers swept around her backside, sweeping across the bare flesh of her ass cheeks. “Fuck,” I groaned as my hand traced the seam of her thong down the crack of her ass and then finally landing on her slick mound.

  “Your pussy needs me, angel.”

  She whimpered against me. “Anthony, please.”

  “I want my treat, Ana, and I’m not letting you go until I have it.” I traced her folds with my finger, parting her for me, until I found the rim of her entrance. I traced it slowly, teasing her as she shook on my lap.

  “You’re so fucking sexy, so fucking wet for me.” I gripped her hips and pressed her down on my hard bulge. She threw her head back and held onto me as I forced her to slide against it.

  “Anthony,” she breathed.

  “Yes, baby. Rub yourself against me. Make yourself feel good.”

  She started to do what I asked, her hips finding their own rhythm as she slid that pretty pussy against my solid erection. Her juicy mons rubbed along my pants, leaving a trail of warmth and dampness. I kept my hands on her ass, squeezing and parting the flesh, exciting her more and more. She looked beautiful on me, her wings making her look almost ethereal.

  “Anthony! Oh my God! Ohhh...” she sighed and moaned at the same time.

  “Oh no, baby. Tonight I’m a devil and I’ll make sure you don’t forget that.” I grinned as I sucked on her neck. Her gasps became soft whimpers and she gripped onto the lapels of my black suit jacket for support.

  “You are the devil,” she moaned.

  “I’m your devil, my angel. All yours.”

  She whimpered, but continued to mold her pussy lips against the outline of my rigid rod. In our growing desperation, I reached down and undid my zipper, pulling out my throbbing dick. She stared down at it and licked her lips hungrily. She left them glimmering, preparing them unknowingly.

  “Ohhhh...it’s so thick and long,” she whispered, and then she did the unexpected. Slowly, she slid from my lap and got down on her knees before me.

  Her hands slid up my thighs as her eyes remained glued to my jutting member. She took it in her hands, stroking it gently as she got a feel for it. Then, as her pretty golden hues met mine, her tongue snaked out and licked the tip. I groaned and gripped the leather seat. She gripped me tighter as she sucked in the swollen head and moaned with pleasure. I hadn’t felt that sort of pleasure in a long time and I swore she was sent from heaven to complete every one of my fantasies.

  She popped me out and licked the underside of my dick, making it twitch against her tongue. Then, she watched me as her lips wrapped around me. She placed pressure around her mouth as she began to bob up and down on me. With every move, she’d sink me in deeper until I could feel the head touch the back of her throat. Her muscles contracted around me and I flinched and growled.

  “Fuck, Ana! Fuck me!”

  I gritted my teeth, trying to control my lust as her tongue slid against my rod, swiveling against the tip and flicking the slit. I gripped her hair, pulling her against me as my hips began their own upward rhythm. I was going to cum in her mouth if she continued like this.

  As I felt that familiar tingling in my balls, my cock started to swell. I gripped her face, trying to push her off me, but she brushed my hands aside. She perched herself up and took me in completely, engulfing me in her warm suction.

  I roared out as stream after stream of my cum squirted into her hot little mouth. I held her to me and my angel didn’t stop sucking and stroking me until I couldn’t take it anymore. With one last squirt of my sperm into her mouth I shuddered, my legs quaking. She stroked my thighs and continued to lick me until I softened. I was too exhausted to stop her, and I just lay with my head pressed against the head rest. I looked down as she kissed the tip and then proceeded to put me away. She bit her lip as she tucked me in. She looked like a child putting away a precious toy.

  I stroked her cheek and smiled. “You’re perfect,” I whispered to her.

  She smiled. “You keep saying that.”

  “Because it’s true,” I swept her up back onto my lap and cradled her there. My fingers played with the hem of her skirt, stroking the bare skin of her ass as I devoured her mouth. She squirmed against me, but I just continued to tease her, keeping her on that sweet edge.

  “I’m going to keep you, angel.”

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  “Tell me you want to stay with me?” I asked, knowing the answer.

  “God, yes!” she cried out as I swept my hands across her covered mound.

  “Good girl,” I whispered as the car pulled to a stop. I opened the door and quickly slid out. Bending down, I cradled her in my arms and made my way into my Long Island home. She didn’t make a sound as I brought her inside, nor did she mention how big it was as I walked up the stairs. Her pretty
eyes remained solely on me and I loved her for it. It was the first time a woman showed interest in me, and not in what I owned.

  I brought her up to my bedroom and sat her down on my bed. Staring down at her, I grinned. “There’s no escape now, sweet angel.”

  “I don’t think I could escape, even if I wanted to.”

  My hunger for her was intense and slowly growing. I stroked her arms with my fingertips, enjoying her tremble at the touch of my hands. I slipped the straps of her flimsy dress off her shoulders and grunted in approval as her bare breasts came into view.

  “You’re such a naughty angel.” I bent down and sucked in one of her lush nipples, enjoying as she brushed her fingers through my hair and moaned sweetly.

  “I want you, Anthony,” she admitted as I swept my hands across her breasts. They glistened in the moonlight and my cock jumped at the sight.

  Gently, I pushed her down on the mattress. I gazed down at her sexy frame sprawled out on my bed. Her angel wings spread out behind her, making her look like a perfect wet dream. I knelt before her, prepared to worship her in every way possible. Slowly, she propped her legs up on the bed and spread her thighs. She perched herself onto her elbows, her eyes fixed on me.

  “And I only want you, angel.”

  5

  ANA

  The warm silkiness of his tongue made my hips thrust up, my body giving itself to his touch. He pressed a hand against my pelvis, holding me down as he traced each one of my swollen lips and chuckled.

  “My treat is sweeter than I could have ever imagined.”

  I gripped the silky sheets as his tongue sneaked into my folds, tracing the ring of my entrance. My pussy throbbed and I groaned and continued to fight his hold as sweet tingling sensations ran through my body.

  “Oh my God, Anthony! Oh, God!”

  As his mouth engulfed my pussy he moaned, telling me how much he was enjoying eating his treat. His tongue traced the edges of my pussy getting closer and closer to my sensitive clit. As he stroked me with his tongue, I couldn’t breathe from the pleasure that coursed through my body.

  “Anthony, ohhhh!”

  His tongue flicked my clit, sucking it into his mouth and my body convulsed as pleasure shot through it. His incessant pull and suction had my legs shaking around him and I screamed his name as I came. The orgasm tugged at every nerve ending, forcing me to give myself to him and lose my inhibitions.

  I thought he’d stop, but he continued to devour me. His mouth kept fucking me and he kept impaling me onto his tongue. I had never felt such pleasure before. He was a master with his mouth, doing things to me that were dirty and sinful, yet made me deliriously aroused. He licked up my slit and then pushed back on my legs until he was crouched on top of me, both my entrances exposed. He nipped and sucked on the flesh of my ass and then his tongue twirled along my back puckered hole.

  “Anthony,” I bit my lip and moaned his name. “Anthony, don’t…” I breathed, as his tongue lapped me up in long swift sweeps, and then he entered my puckered hole making me scream.

  “Mmmm,” he moaned. “I love the taste of you, angel.”

  His tongue continued to probe me, stealing my breath away. I was enjoying his mouth on me. The experience had me seeing stars. I was so consumed with his mouth I didn’t realize he was now entering my never before touched hole with his finger, until I felt him slide in.

  I moaned from the sting, but my legs propped open giving him more access. He chuckled against me and then flattened his tongue and slid it right up to my clit. Sucking the hardened nub into his mouth, he flicked it back and forth at the same time his finger was sliding in and out of my forbidden hole.

  My hands gripped everything from his head, to the sheets, scratching down his back as I tried to control the most intense orgasm that was slowly burning through me. I screamed his name as my body tensed up, the pleasure coiling tightly inside me. My release was swift and powerful, and I could feel the mattress soak from my juices.

  “Oh my God, oh my God, yes, yes!” I shuddered.

  He stroked my pussy slowly with his fingers and kissed my now sensitive button, making me jump. “You’re one beautiful squirter, baby.”

  “Th-that’s the first time. Oh wow, I’ve never done that before.”

  “Then I’m so fucking glad I’m your first.”

  He slid off me and started to undo his cape, followed by his jacket and vest. I giggled as he tugged on his horns.

  “I don’t think I could take these off.”

  I laughed. “Leave them on. You look terribly sexy.”

  He laughed along with me, a feeling of lightheartedness filling the quiet of the house. He started to undo his cufflinks and I moaned and shivered on the bed as I watched him.

  “You like me, angel?”

  I nodded and bit my lip. He gave me his sexy grin and continued to shed his clothes.

  “I like you, liking me.”

  He unbuttoned his crisp white shirt, slowly uncovering his sun kissed skin, the muscles of his abdomen rippled as he shrugged it off his broad shoulders. I couldn’t help myself. I needed to touch him, to put my hands on him and make sure he was real. I kneeled and crawled to the edge of the mattress as he watched me with a hungry, hooded glare. I reached up and stroked his body, letting my hands roam along his shoulders and down the thick muscles of his arms. His muscles clenched and twitched from my touch and I giggled. I let my hands travel down his chest and I leaned over and kissed his broad pecs and licked up his sternum.

  “You’re beautiful,” I whispered.

  I watched as he grinned. “I’ve been called a lot of things, baby, but never beautiful.”

  “But you are,” I whispered as I dragged my tongue along the ridges of his six pack. I traced the seam of his pants with my kisses and I caught a glimpse of him clenching his fists at his sides. I wanted to make him lose that control he was struggling so hard to keep.

  I slid up and sat down on the mattress, my legs opened wide as I tugged on his belt, pulling him towards me so he stood between them. I took my time undoing his belt, playing with the outline of his bulge as I helped him undress. I wanted to touch every inch of him and I wanted to give him the same pleasures he’d given me.

  As I pulled him out of his briefs, I gently traced his fully extended cock with my fingernails. He clenched his jaw and kissed me softly. His hands curved around my shoulders, slowly taking off my wings. He then shoved me down onto the mattress and quickly kicked off the rest of his clothes and shoes. He smiled wickedly and crawled up after me. Settling himself between my legs, he groaned as his cock slid against me.

  “God, I love the feel of you, angel.”

  I closed my eyes as he slid against me once more. Our heat was intense as it swept through us. He guided himself to my entrance and I gasped as he pushed inside of me. I hadn’t had sex in so long that the sensation was overwhelming. I felt every single ridge of his cock as he stretched me. Slowly he slid himself inside, making me feel complete and full.

  “You fit me perfectly, baby,” he whispered as he sucked in one of my breasts, licking and flicking the puckered nub.

  My body lifted and came down in waves as he began to fuck me. His deep thrusts made me shudder and whisper dirty things in his ear that made him thrust harder. He was everything I desired in a man, rough, sweet and powerful. His muscles flexed as he worked himself into me, making sure to bring me to the brink of pleasure before he did. This type of sex didn’t exist. I always thought it was a myth, something I would never be able to have. Who would have thought I just had to find the right man, a man who would put me first.

  His thrusts became erratic as he dragged his thickness in and out of me. I could barely wrap my legs around him, but he made sure to keep me spread open for him as he took what he wanted. I lost count at how many times he made me orgasm, how many times I screamed his name. By the time he was roaring out his own release I was completely worn out and satisfied. We lay there, breathless and covered in sweat, and
as he slid out of me I whimpered from the loss of him.

  He disappeared into the bathroom and came out hornless and holding a wet towel. I pouted up at him, “You took them off.”

  He laughed. “Baby, if I didn’t I’m afraid I’d poke you in places that aren’t meant to be poked.”

  I threw my head back and laughed wholeheartedly. He made me feel like nothing else in this world mattered, but us. Gingerly he dragged the warm towel against me, taking his time cleaning me up. When he was done, he took his time kissing along my hips and pelvis stealing sighs from my body. He grinned and hugging my waist he slid me up into the bed. He tucked me under the covers and scooted in behind me. I sighed in pleasure as I sank into his warmth.

  “Are you okay?”

  “Mmhmm,” I moaned.

  He laughed and dipped his head into my neck, sending a thrill down my body. “I love the way you moan for me.”

  “I love the way you make me moan,” I giggled, pressing back onto his semi-hard member.

  He spanked me lightly and bit my shoulder making me cry out. Then he wrapped his hand around me, making sure to cup my breast as he brought me up against him.

  “I love being with you,” he murmured.

  I laughed. “How can this happen. We barely even know each other.”

  “I know enough,” he answered, sounding sure of himself.

  “Oh, really?”

  “I know you live with your roommate in Queens. Your sister’s name is Beth and you take your nephews out to the park every Sunday.”

  My mouth gaped open as I slowly turned to him. “You love ice cream and take yoga classes every morning.”

  “How did you...”

  “You also graduated Summa Cum Laude from NYU and your dream has always been to become a teacher.”