Pleasures of Christmas Past (A Christmas Carol Book 1)

by Lexi Post

  She tightened around his welcome intrusion as he forced her sheath to widen and take him completely. When he’d reached his hilt, he angled his hips slightly and pressed a bit farther, sending liquid pleasure through every vein in her body. She wrapped her legs around him, resting her heels on the wool that covered his taut ass. “I love you inside me.”

  He brushed a kiss across her lips. “I love ye.”

  She stared into his eyes, mesmerized by the depth of his feeling for her. “I love you with everything I am.”

  A soft grin lifted his lips. “I plan to take everything you are, right now.”

  Before the shivers of anticipation had swept through her body at his words, he moved. His cock slid out and pushed back in while his eyes remained on hers.

  Determinedly, she kept her gaze focused on his as his cock pumped in and out of her, the speed increasing at very slow increments, building the waves of excitement enveloping her body.

  The intensity strengthened and still he watched her, even as both their bodies rocked against the bed with his thrusts. Her exhilaration built, tightening her passage even as he forced it open for his return.

  His hips shifted, and he brushed his pubic hair against her clit.

  Her eyes closed as the sensations converged, pushing her toward a precipice of ecstasy.

  Duncan’s lips touched hers and she opened for him, clasping him to her as his tongue delved into her mouth. His chest crushed her breasts, pressing the rumpled kilt against her tummy while his cock rocked into her. Every part of her enveloped by him.

  Taken. Loved. Pleasured. Her body erupted. Sweet bliss spread through her, sweeping her into pure joy, even as Duncan’s shout echoed in her ears. She held on to him like a person drowning, unwilling to be separated from him even in her moment of rapture.

  When her heart finally slowed enough to allow her steady breathing, she opened her eyes to find her true love gazing at her, a soft smile on his face.

  “Ye enjoyed that, aye?”

  She gave him a faint nod and raised her hand to touch his cheek. “How could I not? To have the man I love bring me to paradise with him is absolute heaven.”

  He blinked rapidly and turned his head to kiss her hand.

  “Are you crying?” Her heart was complete mush that he could feel so much for her.

  He shook his head, but still wouldn’t look at her. “Nay, ye are imagining things.”

  Her heart grew full, more than willing to allow him to deny it. To take his mind from his embarrassment, she tightened her sheath around his cock still deep inside her, more than a little surprised by the spear of desire that shot to her core.

  He looked at her with the seductive smile that was so him and her body tingled all over again. Already?

  “Lass, I am sensing ye want more.” He eyed her with so much promise in his gaze, she found herself anxious to see what else he had in his bag of sexual tricks.

  She gazed at him from beneath her lashes. “I’m anxious to benefit from your vast experience, but I don’t want to wear you out. I do realize you need a bit of time to recover.” She turned her head away just slightly and glanced at him from the corner of her eye. “Maybe I should go below and find you some food to help you regain your strength?”

  At first, Duncan frowned, his brows drawing together in confusion. Then he scowled before he broke into laughter.

  His body’s vibrations on hers along with the thrill of hearing his laugh, had her seriously ready for him again.

  When he’d gained control over his humor, he shook his head at her then suddenly pulled out.

  Her groan issued forth without any direction from her.

  He moved to the end of bed and grabbed his socks. Did he really need to get dressed to go to the kitchen?

  But he didn’t put the socks on, instead he crawled up the bed and took one of her hands and kissed it. Then he licked her palm, sending tingles down her arm and straight to her breasts.

  He stopped and stared at her hardened nipples, causing her to squirm. She used her other hand to plump her breast. “This is your fault.”

  He chuckled as he grasped that hand in his and pulled it above her head next to the other one.

  Heat pooled in her abdomen as he tied her hands together. “What are you doing?”

  Ignoring her question, he leaned forward and pulled the rope holding the curtains back. In no time he’d tied it to headboard then tied the other end to her wrapped hands above her head.

  The wool sock was soft against her skin, but when she tried to escape it, it wouldn’t budge though the length did stretch a bit. “Duncan?” She tried not to sound too worried, but being tied was not within her realm of experience.

  “Is that too tight, lass?”

  “No, it’s fine, but what are you doing?”

  “I’m going to pleasure you until you can’t move.”

  “Do you need to use ropes to do that?” Panic seeped into her voice, though she tried to control it.

  His eyes widened and moved back to look in her eyes. “Lass, ye ken I would never hurt ye, right?”

  Now that she had his full attention, she relaxed a little. “I know you wouldn’t on purpose, but I’ve never done this before.”

  His eyes lit with excitement. “Then allow me to initiate ye. I promise ye will enjoy it. I have so much I want to teach ye.”

  His own excitement communicated itself to her body, but her mind was still skittish. “I don’t know.”

  He grinned. “Ye do remember how to phase, right?”

  She rolled her eyes. “Of course I d—Oh, right.” Crap, she must look stupid. If she wanted to, she could just phase out of the ropes.

  He grinned as he lowered his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. At the zing of excitement that hit her pussy, she went to grasp his head in her hand, but she couldn’t. The helpless feeling that flowed from her brain throughout her body spiked her desire twofold. Oh yes, she was definitely sold on all his experience now.

  He started to nibble, and she arched into his mouth. He pulled at the hardened nub before letting it pop from between his teeth. “See?” He grinned, perfectly confident in his ability to please her.

  Her lips went dry at the thought of all his experience being brought to use on her…while tied. “I do.”

  He stood at the end of the bed and unbelted his kilt. After unwrapping it and throwing it on the table, he faced her. His cock stood rigid.

  She swallowed hard at the sight of him and the knowledge he was ready for her so soon. She just needed to be patient and see where he would bring her to next.

  He crawled onto the bed like a lion, every sinewy muscle moving in concert and setting her heart to fluttering.

  Duncan lay next to her on his side. “Ye are so bonnie, Jess. I canna believe ye are mine.”

  Her blood heated as his gaze roamed over her chest. “I can’t believe you’re mine, though I can’t touch you to prove it.” Maybe he would take the hint.

  “Ye dinna need to prove it, but I do.” He moved his hand across her stomach before cupping one breast. “I want to show ye the pleasure of surrender.”

  Jessica’s folds thickened at his words and her body turned to jelly. “What if I don’t want to surrender?”

  His lips quirked. “Believe me, Jess. Ye do.” Duncan moved his hand over her breast, and with one large finger circled her nipple, causing her areola to pucker. Then he flicked his finger across her hardened tip, which sent tingles racing straight to her core.

  She tried to pull her hands down, but the soft wool held her tight.

  Duncan left that breast to give the other the same attention, first teasing her nipple by circling it with one finger then flicking it, causing her pussy to moisten more. Then he stuck his finger in his mouth, before rubbing it over her hard bud. When he blew across her nipple, she arched with desire, wanting more than anything for him to suck. As much as she wanted to pull him to her, she couldn’t.

  Duncan must have read her
mind because he leaned over and licked her nipple, lapping it, circling it.

  Her sheath moistened with need and she arched as far as she could, pushing her breast against his mouth. He opened his lips around it and sucked, hard.

  She squeaked.

  He let up on the suction and looked at her, her nipple still in his mouth.

  She nodded at his unspoken question. Then she grasped the socks holding her wrists.

  He returned his attention to her nipple and again sucked hard. Need shot through her and moisture flooded her folds. He let go suddenly and she relaxed in the bed, unaware she had arched her chest toward him.

  After tickling her hard nipple with his tongue he moved to the other one. He held that breast firmly and lowered his mouth.

  She held her breath, anxious for the spike of need, already addicted to his skill.

  He closed his mouth over her and gently sucked.

  She arched toward him, now wanting the hard suction he’d shown her he offered. Instead, the man loosed his lips from her breast and lapped at her nipple. She gritted her teeth to keep from asking him for what she wanted. Instead, she stared at the cloth covering overhead and focused on the tiny tingles coming from his tongue.

  His mouth covered her nipple and sucked hard.

  She would have come off the bed with pleasure if he didn’t have one large hand splayed over her stomach. When he stopped all suction and looked at her, she pouted. “So not fair.”

  He smirked. “I’m in charge this time.”

  A deep fluttering started in her abdomen at his words. She was so screwed…literally, and thrilled by that. But if he knew she looked forward to it, would it be as fun? She shrugged as if it didn’t really matter, knowing he’d take it as a challenge. “Do what you will.” She gave an exaggerated sigh as if she didn’t expect much.

  “I plan to.” His serious face sent more moisture to pool in her pussy. Suddenly, she had a feeling she may not be up to all he planned. I can always phase if I want. The thought helped her relax.

  As Duncan trailed his fingers across her rib cage, over her belly and into the tuft of hair on her mons, she held her breath. When his fingers dipped between her legs, past her clit, she tilted her pelvis toward his hand. He didn’t disappoint as his finger found the wetness in her folds and brought it to cover her clit.

  She spread her legs, hoping his finger would accept her invitation to dive inside her opening, but he didn’t. His fingers continued to coat her clit as they circled it, causing her muscles to tense as her excitement built.

  Desperate for release, she bent her knees, and gripping the rope above her hands, lifted her pelvis from the bed.

  Duncan’s hand immediately left her body and he shook his head. “It isna for ye to seek your pleasure, but to allow me to give it to ye.”

  She moaned. “But I’m so close.”

  “I ken, lass. I ken.” His smile proved he was pleased with his abilities to bring her to the edge of an orgasm. “But ye need to let go.”

  She swallowed hard to keep from whining. Instead, she simply nodded.

  Duncan smiled and lay down next to her again, only this time, he turned her on her side as well and pulled her body tight against him.

  Feeling his erection press against her ass gave her some patience. If Duncan was hard, it shouldn’t be too long before he would thrust inside her.

  “I think I could play in bed with ye for a full day.”

  Just the thought of Duncan making love to her for an entire day had her sighing. “That sounds wonderful.”

  His hand found her breasts again. With her hands above her head, she was helpless to do anything as he rolled her nipples, one after the other, causing her sheath to constrict in pleasure. Back and forth he went, sending lightning from each nipple to her core with every roll then moving to the other breast and doing the same. It was sweet torture and her heart raced. Finally, she couldn’t take any more, her pussy flooding with wetness. “Please, Duncan.”

  His hand didn’t leave her. Instead, he continued to roll her nipples, one after the other without stopping, even as he whispered against her ear, “I am pleasing ye.”

  His breath brushed the sensitive skin of her neck and a shiver raced through her body. She took a deep breath, pressing her breast against his hand.

  He stopped rolling and grasped her whole breast and gently kneaded it. The sudden lack of stimulation gave her a chance to recover her breaths, but her body was tense with need.

  Duncan’s hand moved down her stomach and over her mons again. But this time his finger didn’t stop. It thrust straight into her opening and she sighed with the promise of release.

  But that wasn’t Duncan’s plan. He cupped her mons with his palm and with his finger deep inside her, he pulled her pelvis against him, pressing her ass into his cock where it nestled between her cheeks. Then one of his legs hooked her leg against the bed, holding her immobile except for her other leg.

  “Lass, I love everything about ye, including this delectable body. I want to bury my cock inside your wet passage and stay there for eternity.”

  His words sent her pulse racing again, but it was nothing compared to when his finger left her pussy and circled her clit.

  She bucked as sweet need coursed through her veins and centered at her core.

  As his finger played against her clit, Duncan’s cock rubbed against her ass. She held on to the rope holding her tied hands together as if it could keep her from being swept away by pure bliss.

  Then Duncan moved himself lower and pushed her free leg up with his hand.

  “I canna wait any longer to be inside ye.”

  Before the thrill of Duncan’s need for her had settled in her consciousness, his cock penetrated her opening from behind and he thrust inside her, pushing her tight walls wide, pressing into her until he could go no farther.

  Her breath caught at the sensation of finally being filled, but her relief was short-lived. Suddenly the feeling disappeared. How could that be when she hadn’t moved? “Duncan, what ha—”

  The fullness returned, surprising her and she squeaked.

  “Do ye like that”

  “What did you do?”

  He chuckled against her back. “I phased my dick then solidified it again.”

  Her sheath contracted around him. “Oh wow. I didn’t know anyone could phase just part of their body.”

  “I don’t know if others can too. It’s just something I experimented with after phasing became so easy. Do you like it?”

  “Absolutely.” She grinned as the fullness inside her vanished again. Breathless, she waited to feel the sudden intrusion, and then it came. “Oh.”

  Duncan’s hand moved back to her clit and began its play again, only this time there was purpose to the pattern, sending shock after shock of pleasure pulsing into her core and tightening her passage around his cock.

  Then there was nothing. He built her tension and suddenly her tightness was spread wide again. Her pleasure rebounded against him, revving her body faster and higher.

  He held her tight to him, unmoving as he played her. She gripped the rope holding her hands over her head like a lifeline as her whole body tensed and her pussy tightened against nothing, preparing for release.

  Duncan’s fingers teased her clit, her nub striking sparks of need into her belly and spreading like a wildfire. Then without warning, Duncan’s cock filled her pussy a scant second before his hips pulled back and he slammed into her.

  Her world exploded.

  Duncan gritted his teeth as Jess’s passage squeezed him and pulsed against him, pulling at his control. But he held on, focusing on his finger movement across her clit and holding her bucking hips against him.

  As her breathing slowed to a more normal pattern, he grasped her about the waist and held her.

  “That was amazing.” Her voice came out scratchy, husky and she cleared her throat. “I have never experienced anything like that…ever.”

  He smiled with prid
e though she couldn’t see him. “There is so much more I want you to experience.”

  Her breath caught. A telltale sign she was ready to explore all he could show her. If only he had eternity. His mind told him he was on borrowed time, but his heart refused to yield.

  Pulling out from her wet warmth, he stifled a groan.

  “Where are you going?” Her voice revealed her disappointment in their separation.

  Good, because he couldn’t hold back much longer. “I just need to untie ye.” He moved up and quickly loosened the sock, allowing her hands to slide free.

  She pulled them down and rolled her shoulders. “I didn’t realize how exciting it could be, not to have the use of my hands.”

  He rolled her onto her stomach and massaged her shoulders, trying to ignore how close his cock was to her ass. “I am pleased you enjoyed it.”

  “Hmm, I enjoy this too.”

  His hands refused to remain on her shoulders and instead they drifted down her back, massaging as they went. When he finally reached her ass cheeks, he couldn’t help massaging them as well. He forced his hands to move to her thighs, spreading them, revealing her moist entrance. He couldn’t wait a second longer.

  “I need you.” His voice rasped with his craving.

  “Then take me.”

  His body reacted to her words and primal instinct took over. Lifting her hips, he plunged into her opening.

  Her sheath welcomed him, tightening around him when he reached her end. “Yesss.”

  Her hiss was his final undoing. He let his body claim her, rock into her as it was meant to, making her his. When she screamed her pleasure, his heart burst with love even as his seed flooded her core.

  When her panting had slowed, he pulled out, her moan of disappointment a balm to his soul. It was so hard to believe she loved him in return.

  He lay on his back and pulled her to cuddle against him, his emotions far too close to the surface for him to bury them.

  She pushed herself up onto his chest and brushed her lips across his.

  He gazed into her eyes, letting the depth of his feeling show.

  “Duncan, are you all right?”