Stanley Easton III
Head Coach - London Lightning
From: Olivia Montrose
To: Stanley Easton III
New Meeting Request - Holiday Shopping
Thursday, December 18 at 17:00
Location: To Be Determined, followed by a meal
Regards,
Olivia Montrose
Business Department
London Lightning
From: Stanley Easton III
Sent: Wednesday, December 17, 2026 10:45 AM
To: Olivia Montrose
Subject: RE: Tree
You really are my favorite person, Liv. Just so you know.
Thanks,
Stanley Easton III
Head Coach - London Lightning
Chapter Twenty-Four
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“Oh, fuck. Fuck. Just like that, baby.”
I fist my fingers in Liv’s hair as she sucks my cock deeper into her mouth. Is there a better way to be woken up on Christmas morning than a blow job?
One of her hands plays with my heavy balls as the other works in tandem with her mouth. Those lips of hers are stretched around me, and it takes everything I have not to buck up into her.
She pulls off me and swirls her tongue around the head, lapping up the precum there. A finger trails down the vein on the underside, pushing me that much closer to coming down her throat.
Everything about this woman turns me on. From the lust in her eyes to the way her mouth is sucking me down like it’s the best thing she’s ever tasted.
“Fuck, I’m close, Liv.”
Licking her lips, she swallows me as far as she can. She bobs up and down, squeezing my shaft, and that does it. Liv doesn’t let go as she sucks down every last drop of my release.
“Fuck.”
Liv sits up onto her heels, her sexy body on display. Even though she was doing all the work, she looks thoroughly fucked—chest flush, nipples tight, and hair a mess. Don’t even get me started on her mouth.
