Father Christmas (Kringle & Co #4)

Chapter 9

CHAPTER NINE

M indy traced a finger down Noel's chest, his silver hair tickling her palm. Noel nuzzled her neck, his beard tickling her skin. She ran her hands over his broad shoulders and down his back, marveling at the feel of his body against hers.

After so many lonely nights, she had nearly given up hope of finding a man who could make her feel this way—desired, cherished, deliriously happy. Noel was all of that and more. She sighed, arching into him as he trailed kisses between her breasts.

"You're exquisite. I don't know how I ever thought I could stay away from you."

"Neither of us lasted a day," she sighed as Noel sank lower and lower on her body on his journey to her Southern Star.

"I need to tell you something important." Noel looked up from the V between her thighs. He wasn't on his knees. He lay down on his belly, his legs stretched out behind him like he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

"Yes?"

"The walls here are soundproof."

Mindy blinked.

"So you can scream all you like."

Mindy tried to breathe in and gulp at the same time as she let out a laugh. It all came out as a choked sound.

Noel grinned as he spread her legs wider. Mindy felt herself dripping on his expensive sheets. His gaze dipped to the mattress, and his grin spread wider. He pushed his nose into the sheets where she knew she was leaking into. She felt more than heard his deep inhale and then the satisfied growl.

He lifted his head, and their eyes locked. "Grab the headboard."

Mindy did as she was told.

Heat flooded her cheeks. Her core tightened with need. The first touch of his tongue against her core sent a shiver from the base of her spine, up through each of her ribs. The sensation shuddered over her shoulders before it went straight to her head.

And then she blacked out.

The last thing she remembered was Noel wrapping his lips around her clit. He sucked hard, while at the same time swirling his tongue. Mindy lost the battle for conscious thought amidst the dueling sensations.

She came in five seconds flat. A world record—not just for her, but for every woman in creation, she was sure. The pleasure turned her into a starfish. It made her toes curl on each foot. Her arms flung out to either side of the mattress, her fingers gripping the sheets for purchase. Her head bowed off the bed from the electric current striking out from her core.

When she came to, Noel was inside her. Well, mostly inside her. When she looked down between their bodies, she could still see a good bit of his length and the top elastic band of a condom. But she was full.

Filled to the brim full. Overflowing full. Touched in every nook and cranny of her core full.

He wasn't moving. He rested over her on his elbows, gazing down at her. "Hey."

"Hey."

"You good?"

"I'm great."

"That's good. Because I'm going to fuck you now."

"Yes, sir."

Noel's grin spread wider than a Cheshire cat's. He withdrew from her body until there was just the tip left inside of her. "Say it again."

Mindy didn't pretend to not know what he was asking of her. She knew the reward would be too great. "Yes, sir."

Noel thrust home.

Mindy screamed. She had a moment to doubt the walls were that soundproof. "Yes, sir."

Noel thrust again, harder this time.

Mindy screamed again. She no longer cared about the neighbors. Thoughts of them couldn't fit into her brain. Nothing else could fit into her mind when Noel was trying to get his entire length into her body.

"Please?" she begged.

That sent him even wilder than the sir. Noel wrapped her hands around his neck. Then he grabbed her ass in both his hands, lifting her just off the mattress. The angle allowed for an even deeper penetration. It also was high enough that her feet dangled over his ass.

Then he began to fuck her. Hard. Relentlessly. Fully.

Mindy could do nothing but hold on to him as he had his way with her. She came two more times, back to back, as he fucked her mercilessly. As he fucked her like this was their last Christmas and she was the present he'd dreamed of his whole life.

When his movements finally lost their finesse and his thrusts became erratic, Mindy held him even tighter. She pressed kisses to his temple as he pumped once, twice, and then a third time into her. He released her ass as he exploded inside her. He grabbed both sides of her face and pressed their foreheads together. His eyes were open as he emptied himself into her.

Noel wasn't just pumping his seed into her; he was pushing the light of his soul into her.

Mindy didn't scream. She let out a low sigh of surrender, of acceptance. She placed her hand over his heart, knowing with certainty that she was now the owner of that organ. Her heart had long since fallen for him.

"Don't fall asleep," he warned. "I'm not finished with you."

Mindy didn't feel in the least bit tired. She felt like a bolt of energy had zinged through her. In a sense, it had. She had never had three orgasms in one bout of sex. She often struggled to get off even once with her sex partners.

"I owe you one—two, actually."

"Two what?" Noel nuzzled into her neck.

"Orgasms."

"I don't keep tabs."

"I've never been able to."

He reared back and peered down at her, a mix of shock and disgust on his face. "Not that I want you to talk about other men while you're in my bed, but that's some bullshit. They didn't make sure to get you off first."

"Rarely." Mindy began kissing her way down his chest. "Maybe the first time. Kinda like a mall sample on a toothpick, then you turn around and buy the whole meal. But it's never as good."

Noel laughed and then released a sharp intake of breath as she wrapped her fingers around his length.

He groaned, tangling his hands in her hair. She took him in her mouth slowly, inch by inch, savoring his helpless moans and the feeling of him hardening against her tongue. Noel had been the one in control, doling out pleasure at his own pace, but she loved rendering him as delirious as he made her.

She set a rhythm that made his fingers tighten in her hair and his hips buck off the bed. The sounds he made went straight to her center, leaving her nearly as frantic for another release as him.

"Min—oh fuck. Baby—yes. " His words dissolved into incoherence as she increased her pace, hollowing her cheeks on each upstroke.

He was near the edge. Petting her gently, he whispered filthy words to her. Mindy slid her hand between his legs to caress him in time with her mouth.

Noel cried out as he climaxed, his essence flooding her mouth as she continued to stroke him through his release. She swallowed eagerly, enjoying his taste and the intimacy of the act.

When the last tremors had left his body, she crawled back up to curl against him, tucking her head beneath his chin. Noel wrapped her close, his heart thundering against her cheek.

"My naughty elf," he rasped, his voice rough from his passion. "I'll make you pancakes in the morning and use your essence for honey."