A Not So Silent Night

12. Nick

CHAPTER 12

Nick

“It’s not that fucking funny.” I toss the towel at the back of Kris’s head.

“It was kind of funny.” Olivia smirks at me as Kris places a kiss against her temple.

“What’s kind of funny.” I step between Olivia’s thighs and lightly kiss her jaw. “Is that I also plan to fuck an asshole.”

“After breakfast.” She waves her hands in the air trying to retract her words. “I mean, no one is fucking anything until after breakfast and getting to know each other a little.”

“So.” I nonchalantly walk across the room to get plates. “Do you like getting fucked in the ass?”

“Nick. Jesus.” Kris spins from the stove .

“What?” I shrug while putting the plates on each of the stools of the island. “I’m getting to know Olivia. I mean, you can share too if you enjoy a little ass play.”

To my displeasure, my question goes unanswered. We spend the pre-dawn hours sitting at the island enjoying coffee and pancakes as we get to know more about each other. Every time Olivia opens her mouth, I am more impressed with what an amazing woman we managed to find stranded on the side of the road.

Finding a woman this fucking perfect is like a Christmas miracle.

I can read it all across Kris’s face as well.

The two of us are in fucking trouble.

“Wow,” Olivia draws out the word in awe when she turns to see the sunrise creeping over the lake. A thick blanket of pure, white, untouched snow covers the ground and trees surrounding the lake. The orange hue of the sun rising behind the trees reflects across the lake and makes the snow look as though it is sparkling.

Olivia stands from her barstool and crosses the room to the floor-to-ceiling windows with wide eyes as she takes in the view. In turn, I’m equally as awestruck at the curve of her ass cheek peeking out the bottom of the shirt she’s wearing .

Kris promptly follows behind her as I dip down the hallway to my bedroom for a moment. When I return to the living room, a bottle of lube and handcuffs in hand, Kris has her pressed to the glass. His hands hold hers in a V over her head, her legs spread, and his lips on the back of her neck as he grinds against her.

Fuck…

“Lose the shirt,” I growl as I approach them, “Press those gorgeous tits against the icy glass. I want those tight little nipples as hard as diamonds when we suck them into our mouths.”

Kris pulls the shirt from her body and presses her toward the glass. Goosebumps prickle over her skin, and she shivers and moans when I firmly press her chest against it. As she exhales, her warm breath fogs over the window. With our hands sliding over her body, she repeatedly fogs the window faster and faster as her breathing rapidly increases.

Bending down, I ditch my sweatpants as I place the bottle of lube at her feet. Her eyes widen at the sight of it, but she doesn’t protest. My right hand pressing over hers against the glass, I rub the fingers of my left hand over her lips before pushing them into her mouth.

“So fucking eager,” I groan at her as she sucks at them, causing my cock to immediately harden, “I hope you’re equally as eager for our cocks because you’re taking both of them this morning. ”

As I speak, Kris strips from his pants and frees his already hard cock. Pulling her icy palm from the glass, he wraps it around his base and moans as he drags her hand over his length. He leans against her neck and whispers, “The mere thought of being inside that tight, warm cunt of yours again has me hard.”

He places her hand back against the glass, and I drag her other icy palm to my cock as she continues to suck on my fingers. Her sucking becomes hungrier as her fingers linger over each of my piercings. Pulling her from my length, I press her hand back to the glass and growl into her ear, “While he fucks that sweet cunt, I’m going to take that tight, little ass of yours. Does the thought of being filled with two cocks excite you?”

Sucking on my fingers, she nods her response.

“I can smell her sweet cunt,” Kris groans. “It makes her very excited. Doesn’t it, Olive?”

“Yes.” She trembles as I pull my wet fingers from her mouth. I slide them between her thighs and press them into her soaking wet cunt.

“Fuck, Jersey,” I groan against her neck while working my fingers in and out of her, “Good little girls don’t get this fucking wet thinking about taking two cocks. What does that make you?”

“A naughty little slut,” she moans as I repeatedly thrust into her harder. “ Your naughty little slut. ”

“Feel how drenched my little slut is. How eager she is to take our cocks.” I pull my fingers from her, groaning with need as I suck them clean.

“Fuck,” Kris slides his fingers into her. The wetness of her soaked cunt is audible as he works them inside of her.

“Bring her to the edge,” I instruct him, “But don’t you dare let her come. I want her a begging mess before we put a cock inside of her.”

As he fingers her, I bite and kiss across her shoulder and neck until I make my way to her mouth. Firmly gripping her throat, she parts her lips for me, and I press my tongue into her open mouth. My tongue is rough as my lips press against hers bruisingly hard. Claiming her as I swallow her moans.

I pull back from her as her whole body tightens against me, and a disappointed groan grumbles over her lips as Kris slides his fingers from her.

Leaving her needy, I continue to bite and kiss at the back of her shoulder as Kris kisses along the side of her neck. Turning her head, Olivia kisses Kris as I shove two of my fingers back into her so hard that she whimpers into his mouth. I thrust and curl them hard and fast, her hips writhing on my hand as I bring her back to the edge. Her walls begin to tighten around my hand, and I slowly slide them out of her .

The two of us continue to kiss and tease along her neck, taking turns kissing her mouth, giving her body ample time to relax before Kris presses his fingers back into her. Her body is so frustrated that it takes less and less time to bring her to the brink of an orgasm. He quickly works her into a frenzy before drawing his fingers from her.