Mistletoe’s Kiss

11.

Dear Maddy, Do you like to travel? I read in an interview you gave recently that you’ve never been to Africa, I don’t know how you can write so convincingly about a place you’ve never been to! I’d love to take you to one of my favourite destinations someday. I’ve been to most of the African countries but I think Kenya is perhaps my favourite. There’s nothing like a sunset over the Masai Mara, listening to the animals settle down for the night. It’s very romantic, but you know that already, ‘Shadows of Malice’ is one of my absolute favourites of yours.

I remember a couple of months ago, I fell asleep watching a YouTube video of you reading from ‘Shadows’ in that sexy voice of yours. The laptop was still open when I woke up in the early morning, panting and shaking with you still on my mind. I had the most delicious dream and licked my lips wishing I could still taste you there.

In my dream, we’re in one of the round Itambi houses you describe in your book, it’s nighttime and sweltering. You’re naked, skin shining with sweat, there’s a slight breeze laced with jasmine blowing through the netting over the bed and you just look so fucking unreal.

Leaning over my body you lick your way up my chest and neck until you reach my lips and give me a hungry kiss.

“Baby”, I say sleepily when you pull away. “It’s hot, are you ok?” Nipping my jaw you roll on top of me forcing out a groan as you grind against my already hard cock.

“I’m fine, just need you.” Kissing me again, your hair swings forward, hiding us from the outside world.

“You have me, you’ll always have me, Maddy.”

In the soft glow from the nearby lamps, I reach down to grab your round hips and pull you further up the bed until you’re kneeling, pussy just over my face. Fuck, you smell so good! I squeeze your thick thighs until you lower your pussy to my mouth and you let out a sigh when I take a long lick along your slit.

Holding the headboard in a tight grip you rock back and forth against my face, my tongue slipping in and out of your slick, tight core. I push you back slightly so I can reach your clit, circling with the tip of my tongue until you lose patience and push that sopping wet pussy hard against my mouth.

You grind hard against my lips until your legs are shaking but then turn around, pointing your lush ass at me. Lowering your head you grab hold of my throbbing cock. I can feel your tongue lick along the shaft until you take me into your hot little mouth.

“That’s it, baby,” I moan through shallow pants, “fuck yes, that’s my good girl.” I watch as you bob your head on my cock, driving me crazy. I wrap my arms around your waist, pull you down and latch back onto your pussy.

Thrusting my cock up hard between your lips as your taste fills my mouth brings me closer and closer to the edge. When I’m almost there I stroke one of my fingers over your clit and your pussy flutters around my tongue. You’re almost there too baby. Squeezing your ass to the point of bruising, just the way you like it, I feel your pussy clenching around my tongue as you come. You moan and push that dripping pussy into my face, as my body seizes up and bliss takes hold. And that’s when I woke up sweetheart, reaching for you with your taste still on my lips…