"Perhaps, but I need more to go on. What are you asking to do with that consent?" She raised an eyebrow.
"I'm asking for you to let go. Let me make Christmas special for you. No worries. No expectations. I want to spoil you like you so richly deserve."
"You didn't spoil my ass a few minutes ago."
"Okay, I'll revise my proposal. I want to spoil you rotten when you listen and do what you're told, and punish youthoroughly when you don't." The thought of using toys on her in every way possible, as well as raining attention down on her, filled him with deep satisfaction. He wanted to make her his forever, to be cherished the way she’d only dreamed of. His offer wasn't just for Christmas Day as Kay might believe. It was his hope that, after a few days, he would prove how amazing their relationship could be. "What do you say?"
Kay blinked at him for several seconds, and she seemed deep in thought. "Spoil in a little kind of way or in a more adult sort of fashion?"
"Both. You would have two important rules. The first one is to relax. The second is also simple. If you feel uncomfortable with anything we're doing, then I want you to tell me right away."
"Even if I tell you two minutes after I agree to your magical Christmas terms? I want this in writing."
"Yes, even after a small window of time. Do you really want me to draft something, sweetheart? With my vast use of legal jargon, you might need a translator and an array of advisers to get out of it."
"No drafting! I think it might be ill-advised for me to agree to your conditions while I'm naked and with burning thighs, but I'll agree to your proposal. One day. No commitments. Two rules. A temporary contract of sorts."
"I never said one day." He flashed his biggest smile, the one typically saved for after he clenched a victory on a tough case. "Christmas varies in its length of time depending on what culture you follow. I would say I am culturally diverse. I celebrate them all." His smile widened. "There is also a blizzard still raging outside."
"You're epic in the courtroom, aren't you?"
"If you're curious enough to do an internet search, I'm one of the top ten lawyers in personal injury litigation in the country, but I'm not bragging."
"Did you get hordes of sexy new clients beating down your office door?"
"Nice deflecting skills, but we're not focusing on me today. Let's flip that coin again." Bastian reached over and plucked the coin from the coffee table. "I'll let you do the honors this time. You even get to pick the outcome." Sebastian tucked the coin into her hand.
"If it lands on heads then I suck you off. Tails? You go down on me." She flipped it in the air, and caught it. "Call it."
"Tails."
She peeked under her fingers. "Heads."
"I can't even complain."
Kayleigh tugged his shirt up and over his head then ran her hands over his chest. He loved the way she explored his muscles, and wondered what she was thinking in her head.
"You've got too much clothing on." She worked his pants off of him, smiling as she went along but when she reached the opening of his black silky boxers, her hand froze.
"You seem a bit spooked." Bastian placed his hand on top of hers. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to."
Kay crawled to the other side of the couch while mumbling to herself.
Jesus. What had shaken her up? He got up and moved down the length of the couch until he knelt in front of her. He would ease her worries and help her relax no matter what he had to do.
Parting her legs a tiny bit more than comfortable, he dipped his head to lick her clit. He mouthed the small pleasure nub and slipped two fingers into her dripping pussy. She moaned when he went faster, and she dug her hands into his hair.
Kayleigh listened to the awful commentary in her brain. What if he thought her technique was awful? What if she didn't live up to his expectations? Where was the sultry goddess who had been bouncing in his lap earlier? What the fuck was her problem? Sebastian Cruise, the man she'd dreamed about since forever, was devouring her freaking pussy like it was the best thing he'd ever tasted. She was so not expecting him to go down on her after she'd crawled away from him. He pumped his fingers in and out of her while his tongue laved her most intimate parts. She rose up on her tiptoes and tapped her feet up and down as she orgasmed. He flicked his tongue against her clit, and increased the speed of his fingers, bringing her to another climax. She threw her head back as a powerful orgasm hit her. The things this man could do with his tongue should be illegal in all fifty states.
"Please," she breathed out in a gasp. "Too much."
Bastian kissed her inner right thigh, and then joined her on the couch. He pulled her on top of him, and nuzzled her while she drifted back down to reality. "Just breathe, Kay."
A deliciously naughty idea flitted through her mind, and she winked. "You're freaking incredible. I've got an idea." She abandoned the couch and plucked a candy cane off the decorated tree, unwrapping the cane with a smile and sticking it into her mouth. She returned to him, sinking to the floor and coaxing his dick out of his boxers. Kayleigh ran her hand up and down the shaft, loving how he reacted to her, and then licked a long line from the bottom to the top. She breathed out once she got to the tip, and his body shuddered beneath herhands. Playing with the peppermint stick in her mouth for a few moments she then repeated the combo.
“Oh my god, Kay.” His fingers tangled in her hair, but she kept going, leaving minty kisses along his cock, adding another layer of sensation to the experience. Or at least, she hoped it did.
Twirling the cane once more, she popped it into his mouth before taking his hard cock in between her lips and sucking. Her free hand continued rubbing along his shaft.
