Knot so Lucky (The holidates series Book 2)

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I carried her all the way to this fucking counter, kissing and nipping at the side of her leg as my hand closed in tighter around her body. Just the smallest sample of her pussy’s turned me into a fucking animal.

It took everything I had not to sink right in when I placed her down, bare-assed, on the cold fucking marble and heard her suck in a hard breath. Instead, I growled my words like a goddamn caveman thinking about fucking her raw.

“Open your legs.”

My chest is heaving, my jaw slack, as I stand an arm’s length away, rubbing my cock from the outside of my shorts. Her eyes are locked on mine as her chest rises and falls in a matching rhythm. I’m so fucking hot for this girl that it makes me feel as if my senses are heightened.

Eleanor slowly glides her tongue over her top lip. Oh, she’s going to fucking get it.

I half blink, following every fucking glistening movement, feeling drunk, before I shorten the first three words I said to one.

“Open.”

Her hands move slowly, positioning between her legs, and her slim fingers curl around the edge of the marble, blocking my view as she parts her legs.

“You dirty little fucking tease.”

Her lips tip up, but her eyes stay locked on mine before she bites her lip.

“That grin on your face is gonna be why I turn your ass red.”

She smiles wider, not moving her hands.

“Push back until you’re on your back, baby.”

This is one of the reasons I liked her so much the other night. A smaller but packs a punch other reason is that she’s clean and on the pill.

“Hands behind you.”

Her eyes never leave mine as she lifts one hand at a time and presses her palms behind her, making her tits jut forward, leaving her bikini-covered pussy on display.

My eyes drop, looking at her thighs spread on the counter, legs gently dangling, kicking back and forth slowly. Her waist rocks right as she stares me down.

I take a step forward, nestling myself between her legs as I skate my fingertips up her shins and over her knees slowly. Watching goose bumps bloom over her thighs as I spread my fingers over her soft skin, I let my palms ghost her flesh until I stop at her hips.

“Are you fucking taunting me?”

She shrugs, feigning innocence because there isn’t an innocent bone in her body. Thank fucking god because I’d be overly disappointed if this girl wasn’t exactly as slutty as I’d hoped her to be.

“I’m gonna bite this.” My hand trails over to the inside of her thigh. “I’m gonna sink my teeth hard enough to leave a fucking mark before I tell your pussy exactly what I’m gonna do to it…spelling every goddamn word with my tongue.”

Her head falls back, soft exhales cascading from her lips as I tug at the strings on her bottoms, letting them fall open before I sweep my hand inside the front. Inhaling deeply as I touch the soft hair on her cunt, I bunch the fabric and jerk it from underneath her.

She lets out a little squeal, laughing and catching herself, then smacking her hands down on the counter again.

I chuckle, smirking as my hand glides over her stomach, up through the middle of her breasts.

“You’re fucking gorgeous, you know that?”

My bottom lip draws between my teeth, then drags out slowly as I apply the gentlest amount of pressure, forcing her to crawl backward until she’s lying down, arched off the marble with her tits pushed forward.

On display like… The rest of my thought tumbles from my lips. “My perfect little whore.”

“Okay,” she purrs in acceptance.

Fuck. I feel wild, as if I’m being led by instinct only. I want to touch every inch of her fucking body. I want to taste, lick, bite, and mark…but mostly, I just want to own her cunt.

To use it for however long I want until I’m fucking done.

I grip her thighs, spreading her so I can get the perfect look at her sweet pussy.

“Jesus,” I groan. “Your cunt is beautiful.”

My fingers dive between her soft, curly hairs, parting her lips, opening her, and watching as she contracts, spilling wetness over her rim.

“Fuck yes,” comes out hoarse and strained just as I dive down between her legs, flattening my tongue and drawing it all the way up, devouring her arousal.

“Oh shit,” she hisses, sucking in a breath and slapping the counter.

But I want to taste all her fucking pleasure. Take her into me. Drink her cum. The tip of my tongue flicks her clit before I suck it between my lips and let it go with a pop.

“Goddamn, you taste so fucking good.”

I spit on her clit before diving down and sucking it again.

“Fuck,” she gasps, already writhing underneath me, but I pull back again, trying to shove her legs wider.

“I would’ve never stopped eating you out had I known you tasted this good.”

My mouth covers her swollen clit again as I growl and hum, gliding my tongue between the fold of her lips and back over her clit again.

I promised to clean her up, lick her fucking clean, and I’m going to do just that.

Eleanor lifts her head, already breathless, as her fingers weave through my hair before she tugs, forcing me to begrudgingly leave heaven.

“What do I taste like?” she pants.

I like you filthy.

With my eyes locked on hers, I let go of her leg and rise up, bringing my hand between her legs. We never break eye contact as I circle the rim of her cunt before pressing inside with two fingers, making her gasp and arch her back again.

“You taste like pussy…”

I can feel the arrogant smirk on my face as I stroke the inside of her warm cunt, feeling it contract around my knuckles. I press in and out slowly, curling them to hit that spot that’s making her eyes roll back.

All the while licking my lips because my mouth’s jealous of my fingers.

She exhales small, begging mewls. So, I draw my fingers out slowly, reaching out with my free hand to grab the string of her bikini between her tits and pull, forcing her forward as I bring my lust-coated fingers to her lips.

“And pussy tastes good. Open wide for daddy.”

She grabs my wrist, sucking my fingers between her lips before circling her tongue over the rough skin.

“You’re a dirty little bitch, aren’t you. You keep being a good girl, and I’ll let you do a little comparison between your pussy and my cum.”

Her eyes meet mine as a string of her spit lingers between the tip of my fingers and her lips as she draws back before it’s broken with one word.

“Heard.”

I shove my fingers back inside her mouth as I dip back down, thrusting my tongue between her hairs to get an even better taste of everything I missed. Eleanor licks and sucks my fingers like she wishes it was my cock, but it doesn’t distract me from what I’m doing.

Nothing could. Her pussy is my newest obsession. I could die here and be happy.

Her head bobs as I press her back down to the counter, my fingers staying in her mouth as I grab one of her legs and hook it over my shoulders, sealing my mouth over her throbbing clit again.

“Oh fuck. Yes. Just like that,” she moans, pulling my hand from her mouth to palm her tit.

Her hips rock and circle as I lick and suck, tracing figure eights around her clit. I’m eating her harder and faster like I’m fucking starved for her as my other hand dips underneath the fabric of her top, pinching her beaded nipple.

“Oh my god, don’t stop. You’re so good at this.”

My fingers dig mercilessly into her thigh, my other hand trying to spread wider because I feel feral. My feet are digging into the ground, my face buried in her pussy.

I can feel her pulse, the quickening throbbing beat on my tongue as her clit engorges. It’s fucking incredible. The hand I have on her opened thigh runs closer to her cunt until my thumb dips inside, crassly fucking her pussy.

“Yessss,” draws out husky and full-bodied before she props up on her elbows, tangling her hands in my hair and grinding into my face. “Eat it like that. Oh, fuck. Lick me clean.”

I wasn’t lying when I said she fucking tasted good. Her cunt is addictive. It’s the embodiment of eroticism. And the way she circles her hips faster and faster, gripping my hair, urging me to devour her, is shameless and unapologetic.

The girl is brazen, and it makes me want more.

I want her to come. All over my face. Screaming my name.

She’s panting and moaning, begging and fucking my face.

“Please. Please. Please. Please. I want to come. Please.”

I chuck her other leg over my shoulder, gripping her ass with ferocity as I eat her like it’s the last thing I’ll ever do. She’s pulling my hair, desperate for my mouth to fuse to her pussy as I rake her flesh with my fingers, growling, wanting her fucking release.

I’m a slave to my basest instincts, jerking her body closer to my mouth, sliding her halfway off the counter with ease. Because every bit of her fucking desire has spread between her thighs and in between her ass cheeks.

And all over my face.

It’s fucking heaven.

“Oh my god,” she gasps, a hand grabbing my shoulder.

I chuckle deep and menacing because her panting sounds like a desperate whine. And it’s music to my ears. She’s coming.

Her gorgeous chants fill the space mixing with the slaps of her hand on the counter as my tongue moves faster and faster. I suck on the swollen flesh until I can feel her thighs begin to quiver. Her hand on my head viciously pulls at my hair until she’s screaming.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yesss.”

A violent gush coats my lips as she squirts into my mouth, her cum slathering my chin as I tilt my head, rubbing my cheek over her wet cunt, wanting her on me before I lick from her ass to her pussy.

Her hand falls from my head as she whispers to herself, but I don’t stop licking her clean. I want more of her taste and her scent. I slide her back onto the counter before I drag my face away from her cunt with a deep inhale and wipe my face with the back of my hand.

On shaky, unsteady hands, she crawls back to sitting, staring at me as I tug my shorts down with one hand and toe off my still-wet shoes.

My cock springs forward, bobbing heavily against my stomach.

“C’mere.”

Her panting is the only sound in the room before I reach for her legs again, slapping my hands down on her thighs. Eleanor doesn’t hesitate, wrapping her legs around my waist, her arms doing the same around my neck as I lift and carry her toward the bedroom. But we only make it as far as the couch because her pussy’s a magnet for my dick.

It’s already trying to find its way inside.

I set her to her feet, spinning her around and smiling as she squeals before I bend that sweet ass over the back of the couch.

“Oh my god,” she rushes out, laughing and looking back over her shoulder as I stare down, grabbing both her ass cheeks and pulling them apart to expose her tight, puckered hole.

“I’m gonna fuck this too.”

She locks eyes with me just as I kick her legs open, forcing them wider as I line my cock up with her pussy.

I tease the tip, my tongue gliding over my bottom lip as she lifts to her tiptoes. The head of my cock is engorged, topping the veiny shaft as I drag my hand down, letting my precum mix with her glisten before dipping just inside her tight hole.

“Fuck,” I heavily exhale, unable to tear my eyes away.

My stomach contracts, eyes closing before I run a rough hand up her spine, gripping her hair and reminding her of my promise.

“You remember when I said I was turning this ass red?”

I tug her hair for an answer, and she gasps before giving a breathy “Yes.”

The tip of my cock dips inside her pussy again, cruelly teasing her and me. But I can’t wait anymore. I thrust inside, filling her cunt and cutting off her breath, losing mine along with her.

She just took my soul.

I can’t breathe…I can’t focus.

My head falls back, eyes staring up at the ceiling as I just exist inside her tight pussy.

“Tell me you’re my dirty little slut. Tell me you want me to fuck you raw and come on your ass as I turn it red. Tell me I get to use you.”

I pull back slowly, threading the rim of her entrance before I push back inside again, pulling a hard whoosh of breath from me. Then I do it again. And again. And again. Until the pace picks up, and she’s moaning, her body jostling, tits bouncing as I fuck her, my hand gripping her hair.

Fuck. Me.

No part of me wants to be gentle. I let her hair go and grab two handfuls of her ass, kneading the soft flesh as I bottom out faster and faster.

“This is my ass. Say it.”

She’s breathless, her words almost swallowed up.

“It’s yours. It’s your ass.”

“That’s it. Take it, baby. Take that cock like a good girl. Squeeze me. Make that pussy beg for my cum.”

She’s moaning loudly, constricting around me, her hands gripping the back of the couch as strings of curses spurt from between her lips.

Goddamn, this feels good. I’m hammering inside her. My fingers are leaving red marks on her ass, but I want my whole fucking handprint.

“Yes,” she moans. “Give it to me. Fuck my pussy.”

The sound of our skin slapping against each other, the remnants of her cum still coated on the back of her legs smearing between us, sounds like a goddamn sexual symphony.

But it’s not enough. I want her soaking my cock.

“Fuck yourself, baby. Put your hand between your legs.”

She scrambles, shoving her arm in between her legs, moving her fingers against her clit as I thrust into her faster and faster, harder and harder, listening to her cries. My lips are parted as I stare down at her ass, watching my dick glide in and out of her pussy. The sweet sounds of her building, wanting that release, fill my ears.

And all I fucking want is to tip her over.

My teeth grit together as I rub her ass before lifting my hand and slapping it. Hard.

With my other hand, I reach out and wrap it around her throat, squeezing just enough to anchor her in place.

Her panting sounds like stuttering cries as her arm moves faster and faster, meeting the pace I’m fucking her at.

“More.”

She exhales as I tighten my hand and slap her ass again, feeling her pussy tighten. My cock feels impossibly hard as I smack another blow, rubbing the reddening skin before doing it again.

I can barely hold on anymore.

Eleanor’s soft warmth contracts, locking around my cock as a guttural moan rises from her lungs. I break, growling, hunching over her like a goddamn animal, relentlessly fucking her desperate cunt as my whole body engulfs hers.

She doesn’t even need her hand anymore because I’m grinding her wet pussy all over the fabric.

“You better soak my fucking dick. Come on, baby.”

The thought of her leaving a mark on the couch, as evidence for anyone to see I fucked her here, almost pushes me over the edge. But I can feel her building again, and I want it. She’s whispering, almost in hysteria.

“I’m coming. I’m coming. I’m coming. I’m…I’m—”

Her whole body contracts, stiffening from head to toe as she screams. My arms immediately wrap around her body, hugging her as I fuck every ounce of breath out of her.

But the minute her body softens, I stumble back, jerking my dick out of her swollen cunt. Heaving breaths as I listen to her trying to catch her breath, I don’t really give her any time as I demand more.

“Knees.”

Eleanor flips over lazily and slides down the back of the couch directly onto the floor, looking up at me before she licks her lips and opens her mouth wide.

My chest expands as I grab the back of her head, guiding her forward and tilting her head, dragging her mouth up my shaft before pushing my dick as far as it’ll go down her throat.

“You taste good on me, don’t you.”

My jaw tenses as she gags before I pull back and push in again.

“I told you I’d let you compare.”

Her hands grip my skin, tugging me forward for more as she hollows her cheeks, eating both of us.

“Oh, fuck. That’s right. Suck that dick. Your mouth is so good, baby.”

I take two steps forward, forcing her to lean back as I grip her hair.

“I’m gonna come down your throat. You gonna be a good little whore and swallow what I give you?”

She hums, sucking hard as I take over and start fucking her face. Between her moans and the silkiness of her mouth, there’s no fucking way I’m going to last more than a few seconds.

Her head bobs, guided by my hand as I thrust inside her mouth over and over, faster and faster, all the breath in my body ripping out like a bull.

My head drops back as I feel her throat contract before she swallows, massaging the head of my cock.

“Oh, fuck. Again.”

My hand tightens in her hair as I pull out and thrust back in, cutting off her wind.

“Swallow, baby. Fucking swallow me back.”

Her throat closes around me, tears pricking her eyes as her lips stretch around my hard cock, only finding relief when I draw back quickly to let her take a breath.

But Eleanor’s already wanting more, her hands gripping my ass, urging me forward.

So, I give us what we both want.

I fuck her mouth without any regard for her. I hammer inside over and over, ignited by the sloppy sounds of spit gathering around her lips and her gagging each time I hit the back of her goddamn throat.

“Take it. Be a good whore. Take it all the way back.”

I can feel my balls draw up and my stomach tighten until it feels like I can’t breathe. Until mercifully, I explode, coming inside her mouth and down her throat, cradling her face as I stare down and watch as she swallows.

I can’t move. I’m standing, suspended in the moment, looking down into her upturned face as I pet and caress her head.

“Your mouth is heaven, Wild Card. Your mouth…is fucking…heaven.”

Eleanor takes every drop, gently and slowly running her tongue up my softening shaft, making my body quiver before she lets go and sits back on her heels, letting out a deep-seated exhale.

“That was…” She smirks, her voice raising in weak celebration. “Touchdown.”

I chuckle, and with the rest of the strength left in my body, I bend down, hooking my arms under hers, and help her to her feet.

Our lips meet, and we kiss in slow, languid motions like two people who have nothing left to give but can’t seem to get enough.

My arm circles her body, pulling her flush to me as my face nuzzles her neck. A smile breaks out across my face as I let my next words drift across her skin, kissing it gently.

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. I figured if you were throwing away thirty thousand dollars, I’d better make it worth it.”

She hums a laugh and reaches for my face, forcing me to look at her.

“I didn’t lose.”

My head draws back as I stand to my full height.

“Yeah, you did.”

I jerk my chin toward the bedroom, and she nods, slipping her hand in mine as we start to walk together on weak-ass legs. But Eleanor smirks, looking up at me the minute we hit the door, swinging around and blocking me with her hand on the jamb.

“You said that you’d have me screaming your name.”

My brows raise as I nod. But before I can say anything, she adds, “And last I heard from my own lips, I never once said your name.”

Motherfucker. That sneaky little cheat.

I tip my head back and laugh.

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

She grins back.

“Absolutely not. Those were your terms, and I’m sticking to them.”

Eleanor gives me a wink before sashaying that fine ass directly into the bathroom, tossing her words over her shoulder.

“Don’t worry, buddy. You can always try again.”

All I heard in my head was challenge issued, challenge accepted. It looks like for the next four weeks, my dick’s going to be happily working overtime.

Me: Bets off.

That girl I married: You’re a sore loser. Ps. making a new chat when I left the old one…dumb.

DJ Mills: Oh, this is interesting. Do share with the class. I’m bored in between clients.

Wild Card’s sister: You can’t call it off because you’re losing. Someone has to cheat or something.

Me: Wild Card IS cheating.

DJ Mills: Andddd we have nicknames…. This is an unexpected new development.

Wild Card’s sister: Oooo…wild card. That’s kind of perfect for her. Not gonna lie.

That girl I married: Don’t encourage him! He’s like a puppy. He’ll start pissing all over the rug if you give him attention.

Me: Would you rather me hump your leg?

DJ Mills: Hahahahaha

Wild Card’s sister: *GIF of dog humping air.

That girl I married: The bet is not off. Stop texting my people. Go get your own people.

DJ Mills: Technically we are his people by marriage now too.

That girl I married: You are pick-a-side friends. Get it together! We’re a sham.

Me: Thanks Millie, that means a lot. Maybe you can talk to my wife about being nicer to me.

Wild Card’s sister: Aww, come on Elle, he’s adorable…be nice to your poor husband.

That girl I married has left the chat.

Me: Something we said?

Wild Card’s sister: *laugh emoji

DJ Mills: This just keeps getting better and better.