“I know. I'll try to keep working.”
Keir looked me up and down. “Maybe I can help.” He moved to me and pushed the covers all the way down to my ankles.
I started to slide the laptop away. “Keep it,” Keir commanded. “Don't mind me. Just try to focus on them.” He put his hands on my legs, spreading them.
“What are you doing?”
“Like I said, don't mind me. Try to focus. I'll help.”
What he did next didn't seem to help at all. He lowered his head between my bent knees. My laptop screen got in the way of the rest. I couldn't see what he was doing. But I could feel it. A warm wet sucking began on my balls. My eyes rolled up and closed. Did he think I would be able to focus while he did that?
His mouth was gentle, soothing. Tingles ran through my cock and ass. My toes curled. I spread my legs wider. I openedthem hoping again to see what he was doing. But all I saw was my screen and my numbers. The warm tongue laved at my sac, moving all around it, sometimes licking upward at the base of my cock. He was gentle. This was different from the urgency that had come upon us before.
I loved the sensation, slow and smooth. It allowed me to catch my breath for a moment. Which was just what I needed because suddenly the numbers and symbols on my screen coalesced into something more coherent.
I reached out to my keyboard and began to play in the fields of math while Keir gently brought me waves of pleasure.
My laptop butted against his head as he lifted it a little to lick up my shaft.
“I feel like I should be paying attention only to you,” I said as I typed.
“Pay attention to the numbers. It turns me on.”
Now he had my cockhead in his mouth, giving it light suction. This was strangely exhilarating if not also absurd. My mind cleared. I saw immediately what I needed to do to keep Santa safe during this unique storm.
I typed faster the closer to orgasm I got. It was the most amazing feeling ever. Like two worlds had mingled to create a greater source. I let the ecstasy fuel my brain and my brain responded with equation after equation that led closer and closer to a solution.
“Keir, I’m close.”
“Come in my mouth.”
“No, I mean, yes. That, too. I’m talking about a solution.”
My computer jerked in my lap as his head hit it. He let my cock go and peered around the edge of the screen. “Really?”
“Yes. Keep doing what you're doing. It's fueling my mind.”
“Anytime, honey. Anytime.”
My cock was enveloped in wet warmth again. Again, no urgency. It was a sort of waiting game where I was half on the ledge and half off with both my orgasm and my numbers. Such bliss.
I wondered how long Keir could keep this up. Or if I could keep working while he actually fucked me. And knotted me. Now that would be something.
Finally, my orgasm hit me hard, blanking out the world for half a minute or more. Heat orgasms were like that, long and lasting. Beautiful. My world turned upside down.
Keir kept sucking even after I came. But he’d moved from my cock back down to my balls. He shoved a pillow under my ass and spread my cheeks, working his way down to my hole. My laptop slid up a little. I was scrunched up, my arms bent awkwardly to keep typing.
“Ohh, that feels so good.”
“Just making you ready for when you want more.”
I wanted to laugh. In heat, I was always ready. The slick never stopped. My hole twitched and throbbed, opening to the warm strength of his tongue. I continued to work faster than ever. Things were shaping up both for Santa’s Sleigh and below my waist.
Even though I'd already come, my cock had never softened. Keir kept me in a pleasured state that was fantastic but not all-consuming. How did he know how to calm me so well?
It had to be the alpha boss in him. The way he read people so well and understood their needs. He was naturally empathic and a leader. I wanted his sensitivity to be only to me, about me. But I was smarter than that. He liked me. He called me honey. But that was who he was. I couldn't waste time thinking about how I wanted it to be more. I had work to do.
Soon, another orgasm threatened to take me away. But not before I had accomplished a hell of a lot.
