Holly shrugged. “It will be a secret. Internet influencers love that stuff. We're building a building within a building! It will be totally cool!”
“I'm glad you're staying!” I said in relief. I grinned broadly then kissed Holly.
“Yum,” she said. “I love the way you taste covered in frosting.”
75
Holly
Iundid his tie, the frosting smearing on my hands.
“I think this suit is ruined,” I said as Owen took off his jacket and dropped it to the floor. I threw his tie next to it and unbuttoned the top button on his shirt then pulled. The buttons all popped off, springing around the room.
“I thought that shirt was better made than that.”
“I beat a lot of meringue,” I said. “All of me is soft with the exception of my chef's arms. They’re disproportionately strong and good at fine motor control.”
He threw off his undershirt, and I licked the frosting off his chest while I undid his belt.
“I need my Frost and frosting fix,” I joked.
He hissed as I took his cock out of his pants. It was thick and big, and my pussy ached with need for him. He undid my elf costume as I stroked his cock, getting frosting on it.
“Nuh-uh,” I said as Owen bent down to press his face to my now-exposed tits. “From the moment I first saw you, I wanted to lick frosting off your cock. Now is my chance. Don't ruin this for me.”
He bit down a curse as I bent down and licked my tongue along the length of his cock, anticipating how it would feel to have his huge dick inside me. I slid the whole length into my mouth, tasting the frosting. His hand rested on my head, gently rubbing my scalp. Then his fingers tangled in my hair and pulled me up to kiss my tits.
“I want to fuck you in that ridiculous elf costume,” he said, hand pressing between my legs.
“Feeling the Christmas spirit! Also, I come covered in frosting, so you get a two-for-one kink deal!”
“If you’re going to continue to dress in those outfits, I think Christmas might be my new turn-on,” he mumbled as he licked and kissed my nipples. He pushed me back onto the large couch, pulling down the little shorts I was wearing under the elf jacket, then tore off the tights.
I moaned as he spread my thighs and pressed his mouth against me, licking me, teasing my clit, stroking along my pussy. He rolled on a condom. His chest had a streak of red frosting on it.
Sticking out my tongue, I licked him, making him growl. Owen crushed our mouths together then slid into me. He fucked me slowly, purposefully, making me feel every inch of his hard length. I tipped my head back and moaned as Owen trailed his tongue over my skin to the mounds of my breasts as he slowly fucked me.
One hand snuck between my legs to stroke my clit. I whimpered, my tits brushing against his chest as he thrust into me. I panted, and he moved up to kiss me, taking my mouth as he filled me with his huge cock. I moaned, my hands in his hair. I knew I was getting icing in it, but I didn’t care. I spread my legs wider, needing to feel him, needing his cock.
He increased the rhythm, and I whimpered and panted against his mouth, kissing his strong jaw. One hand braced on the couch, the other went to my hip, fingers digging into my ass as he went faster. My tits bounced as he fucked me, his thick cock rubbing against my clit with every thrust. My breath came out in pleading little pants until finally I crashed over the edge, Owen coming quickly after.
“Yum,” I said, licking a stripe of green frosting off his cheek. “Sex is definitely sweeter with a little baking!”
*
After showering,I had dragged Owen out to grocery shop. The store was crowded with last-minute shoppers.
“You should have really planned ahead,” I told Owen as he loaded several hams into one of the three carts we had commandeered.
“Why are we buying so much food?”
“I told you, I am not having a repeat of the chicken tenders incident. There will be leftovers.”
“Did you have to invite all the Svenssons?”
“Yes,” I said in disbelief. “They’re our friends. That’s what Christmas is about—spending time with family and friends.”
“There’s an awful lot of them.”
