His Christmas List: – Naughty Stories For Your Stocking
His Christmas List: MR PRESCOTT: Chapter 3

I stand up, not because he told me to but because I’m infuriated. I turn toward him like the devil. “That’s the first and last time you ever hit me.”

Confusion crosses his face as my words roll around in his head. “It wasn’t a hit, it was a sexual slap.”

“It was out of fucking line.” I don’t know what to say next without being a drama queen so I storm from the room, I replace myself marching up the hallway to the bedroom. My blood is pumping hard through my body, is it arousal, is it rage, or is it sheer petrifaction…who knows?

I’m totally out of my depth here and I am freaking the fuck out.

I bust through the bedroom door, throw the robe on and begin to pace.

What am I doing here?

What the actual fuck am I doing here?

Getting my ass eaten by a god who wants to discipline me…that’s what?

I didn’t sign up for ass eating.

That’s…too in my regions…especially on a first date.

Only this isn’t a first date, it’s a kink club where anything goes and somewhere I paid a shit ton of money to be.

Ugh…what was I thinking?

I hear the front door click closed….

Wait.

Did he just leave?

I put my head into my hands, fuck it.

What are you doing you idiot?

I can’t even be adventurous for one weekend.

I drop my robe and walk to the mirror and turn to look at my behind. A large red handprint marks my skin.

How fucking dare he?

I drag my robe back on and I hit the button to open the heavy drapes.

It’s blatantly obvious that I’m not cut out for this type of thing. No wonder he left.

Damn it, I’m so disappointed. Especially now I know how fucking gorgeous he is.

As the drapes slowly open they reveal a large sunken spa in the balcony overlooking the beautiful valley down below. It’s hot and bubbling, steam is rising into the air and I give a weak smile. May as well take a hot spa bath in in the freezing cold in Switzerland…why the hell not.

I get a vision of him on his knees behind me…and his tongue…. I feel a throb deep in my sex.

It was so hot.

What made me blow up like that?

Maybe I overreacted?

To be fair, I don’t think I would have survived having sex with that god anyway.

Probably a good thing he’s gone.

I walk out onto the balcony and put my hand into the water of the spa bath, it’s hot and inviting.

I look left and I look right, screw it, nobody’s here. I drop my robe and get in. I sink back into the water and rest my head on the side.

“Wow.” The hot water tickles my senses and I smile.

For a long time I soak but the more relaxed I get, the more I see him.

“Look me in the eye and take your fucking clothes off.”

Arousal beats through my bloodstream at the way he was looking at me while I was undressing.

“Eyes on me.”

I get a vision of him sitting there with his hand on his cock.

What I wouldn’t have given to have just one night with a man like him.

Not in the way he wanted me though…. Just in the way that I wanted him.

Although something tells me that Mr. Doe’s version of vanilla wouldn’t be anywhere close to mine.

Deflated, I drop my head back against the side of the tub and close my eyes.

Oh well, it is what it is. Sorry Misty, I tried.

All waxed up and nowhere to go.

“Room for one more?”

The voice startles me and I jump, Mr. Doe is standing beside the spa.

“I thought you left?”

“I did.”

I raise an eyebrow in question.

“I came back.”

“Why?”

“We have unfinished business.”

I stare at him.

“Can I get in or not?” he says impatiently.

“I have a giant handprint on my ass, I want to hear an apology.”

He looks at me deadpan.

I raise an eyebrow.

“Miss Doe, I apologize for getting aroused and slapping you in what I believed was a playful sexual act. I forget that not everyone is playful.”

Hmm, that’s a passive-aggressive apology if ever I heard one.

“Okay,” I say.

“Okay what?”

“Okay you can get in.”

“The question is.” He glares at me. “Do I want to now?”

“Not sure.” I shrug. “But please know I’m naked in here.”

“Although annoyed, that’s an excellent incentive.” He takes his suit jacket off and puts it onto the chair as he kicks his shoes off.

Is he going to undress in front of me?

He undoes his shirt buttons and he tears his shirt off over his shoulders. His broad muscular chest comes into view, it has a scattering of dark hair and his shoulders are ripped and buff. I feel my face flush as I sit in the front row to watch the strip show.

Yes…yes he is undressing.

Hallelujah the world is saved.

I look around as I try to pretend not to ogle, but once he slides his pants down and his large cock springs free…all bets are off and I can’t help but look.

Oh my….

Thick quad muscles, well-kept pubic hair, and the biggest dick I ever saw.

The man is a god…or a porn star, but honestly who cares, either works for me.

He sinks into the water beside me and his close proximity steals my breath. There’s no denying it, there is some serious sexual chemistry here.

We stare at each other as the air crackles between us.

“You said we have unfinished business. You mean sex?” I ask.

“Isn’t that what you’re here for?” he replies.

I swipe my hand through the water and it causes a ripple as I try to articulate my thoughts.

“Are you here just for sex?” I ask.

“I’m not here for a romantic date if that’s what you’re asking.” He slides his hand up my thigh underneath the water. “Although I must admit I wasn’t expecting to replace someone as beautiful as you here.”

My heart swells.

What is it about this guy, even a hint of a compliment sends me weak at the knees.

“Me either.”

He pulls me over his lap to straddle him. “You think I’m beautiful?”

Every cell in my body ignites into a blazing inferno as we stare at each other through the steam.

“Breathtakingly so.”

His hand comes up to cup my breast and he dusts his thumb back and forth over my erect nipple. I feel like I can’t breathe, his touch is magical, almost otherworldly.

Dominance, reverence, and fire all rolled into one.

He leans up and kisses me, his big lips take mine with a hunger behind them.

Oh….

He pulls me closer onto his body and I feel his erection press up against my sex.

Naked and in the water like this there is nothing between us.

He kisses me again and his eyes flutter closed, it’s at this moment I realize he’s as into this as I am. His tongue swipes through my lips as his hands slide up my back.

Fuck.

The way he kisses….

My legs open wider as my body craves a deeper connection.

He adjusts his dick between us and then sits me down to rest on him.

I can feel every hard vein in his engorged cock.

Oh god….

With his hands on my hips and his tongue deep in my mouth he begins to slowly drag me over him. The feeling of his cock rubbing through my lips and over my clitoris sends waves of pure pleasure through me. So close and yet so far.

Fuck….

The water sloshes around and I moan into his mouth as he kisses me.

His hard body is against mine and my legs are now open wide, my toes begin to curl.

Back…and forth…back…forth.

Harder.

This is too much…too good.

Faster.

Deeper.

Until my entire body is quivering with want.

“I…I need,” I whimper.

“You need what?” he whispers into my mouth.

“I need to…” My head throws back in pleasure. “…come.”

He smiles against my lips and drags me harder across him and I shudder as an orgasm is ripped right out of my soul.

“Ahhhhhh,” I cry out as I cling to him.

I see stars.

Before I can even finish I feel my body being lifted out of the spa bath and he lays me down onto the deck and opens my legs.

I need this.

But instead of climbing over me like I want him to, he drops his head to between my legs. His fingers spread me open and he licks me deeply, his eyes flutter closed in ecstasy…. Oh

I grip his hair as his strong hands hold my legs back, he licks me deep and finishes with a flick of his tongue.

He repeats the process, a deep hard lick followed by a flutter.

Oh….

Fuck.

That is soooo fucking good.

Oh god…. How does he know how to do that so well?

I nearly jump out of my skin and my legs close around his head. “Ahh,” I cry out as I writhe around. He holds me down as he licks me deep. I thrash beneath him, his strong tongue taking no prisoners as he sucks every last bit of my orgasm from me.

An exorcism of life as I know it.

Because fuck, where does a girl go after this?

This man is a god.

I gasp for air as he finishes me off and then he slides up over my body and smiles down at me. “Hi.”

“Hi,” I pant, struggling for air.

He lies beside me and leans up onto his elbow as he watches me.

“What are you doing?” I frown.

“Watching you.” He runs his fingertips over my lips and then as if unable to help it puts four fingers into my mouth then down my throat until I gag, his eyes darken as he watches me struggle to take them.

I don’t understand. Doesn’t he want to have sex?

“Are we?”

“No.” He stands and pulls me up by the hand and wraps my robe around me. “Let’s get you in out of the cold.” He leads me inside and then through to the bathroom where he turns the shower on, he holds his hand under the water as he adjusts the temperature.

I stand waiting in the oversized robe but I’m so confused.

He’s physically aroused, his hard cock hangs heavily between his legs, but he’s acting completely in control. Only there’s no acting.

He is in control.

He turns to me and smiles softly; his big blue eyes have a tender glow. “Let’s get you warm, baby.”

I nod and step under the hot water and close my eyes as I let the heat sink in. “Are you getting in?”

“I am.” He steps in under the water and turns me away from him and soaps up his hands and begins to wash my back. Up over my shoulders and then down lower and lower. Down to between my cheeks, and I hold my breath as I go up onto my toes.

His touch is electric and once again as his fingers nearly penetrate me there the goose bumps start.

Oh….

I’m a weeping hot mess.

“You like me touching you here…don’t you?” he murmurs as his finger rims my ass.

Good lord….

I nod, unable to form a single word.

“Is this your favorite place to come, angel?”

I shrug. “I….”

“Answer my question,” he says, sterner.

“I’ve never….”

He turns me back toward him as his eyes flicker with arousal. “You’ve never taken someone here before?”

My eyes search his.

“Doe?”

“No,” I whisper, ashamed. “I’m sorry I’m not more experienced for you.”

Unexpectedly, he breaks into a beautiful smile and it makes my heart skip a beat.

Pleasing this man is my new favorite thing.

He puts his finger under my chin and brings my face up to his. “Don’t ever apologize for making me happy.”

“That makes you happy?”

“Very.” He dips his head and kisses me, his lips lingering over mine before turning me away from him to face the wall. He rearranges my hands up on the tiles above my head before pulling my hips back toward him and spreading my legs wider.

I’m completely at his mercy as he moves me into the position he wants.

I can feel my excited pulse all over.

The chemistry between us is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

Does he feel it too?

“Why would that make you happy?” I ask as I act dumb.

“Because I want you here.” He slides his finger in my ass to the knuckle and I whimper as my eyes roll back in my head.

He kisses my neck from behind, his teeth grazing my skin as he slowly pumps me with it, and just when my body begins to relax against him he removes it.

Don’t stop.

He goes back to washing my back, his soapy hands roam all over me and I reach for his cock and he steps back.

“No.”

“No?” I frown.

“No.”

“I can’t touch you?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

He takes my face into his hands as he stares down at me. “I’m waiting.”

“For what?”

A sudden disappointing thought flashes through my brain…. Oh.

He doesn’t want me like this.

“That’s why you’re here, isn’t it?” I ask. “You want to come with me fucking you?”

“No.”

“How do you want to come?”

“Patience, my love.” His teeth drag my bottom lip out and I whimper as I hang somewhere between pleasure and pain.

“Good things come to those who wait.”