Unwrapping His Present – Under His Tree Read Online Tory Baker

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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
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“Hmmm,” I moan around his thick length. His hand is in my hair, fisting it in a ponytail, not wanting to miss a moment of me sucking him off. The cough drop I was sucking on after finding it numbs the back of my throat, allowing me to take him even further. The gag reflex I usually have isn’t there; it seems that Rachel knew what she was doing after all, even if it wasn’t for me. The numbness also has me relaxing my throat, sliding up his girth. His cock is so thick that my fingers don’t touch when I wrap my hand around him. Not that I’m currently doing that. I’m too focused on only using my mouth and tongue to get him to come down my throat.

“Jesucristo, Cadence, the way you’re taking my cock. Suck it harder, sweetheart. Take me all the way down.” How he’s able to string a coherent sentence together, pants unbuttoned, shirt still on, my doing when I met him in the living room, I have no idea. Santiago saw the gleam in my eyes, knowing what I was after when I didn’t immediately go to sit in my usual position of straddling his lap. I do as he says, taking him to the back of my throat, nose pressing to his pubic area. His hips lift up, and thankfully, the cough drop has dulled all sensation because I don’t pull back, instead swallowing around him.

“I’m going to come in that pretty mouth. You’re going to swallow it all. Not a drop will go wasted. I hope you’re prepared, mi amor.” His body is taut. Our eyes lock, his glazed with desire, I’m sure matching my own since giving him pleasure makes me wet, and if this were about both of us, I’d have my fingers between my thighs, two fingers pulsing inside me while the palm of my hand rubs against my clit.

I can’t respond to what he’s said, given the way his head tips back, throat on display, seeing him swallow, so lost in rapture that when the first spurt of cum hits the back of my throat, I’m caught by surprise. This time, it’s me who closes my eyes, hating that I’m not watching him the entire time but needing to focus on what I’m doing, knowing that I’ll give him exactly what he wants—me swallowing everything he gives me. And when that last shot of cum jets down my throat, only then do I back off his length. My tongue drawing a line from base to tip, gathering the rest of his cum, that’s when our eyes lock, and Santiago watches me swallow the rest.

“Fuck, I love you, Cadence.” He’s pulling me up off the floor. I don’t get a chance to respond before his mouth is on mine, not caring that I’ve just swallowed his cum. Classically Santiago. There’s nothing that could stop him from doing anything he wants.

“I love you, Santiago. Did you enjoy it?” Coyness laces my tone, not giving him a hint of what I figured out.

“Is that even a question? I think you sucked the soul right out of my body.”

“Good, that’s what I was after.” I’m waiting for him to question me further, but he doesn’t. I guess I’ll keep the cough drop trick my little secret for a while longer. “Happy birthday, Santiago.” Last year, everything was still so new, I didn’t get him anything. This year is going to be completely different, especially when I give him the news that this time next year, well, there will be a little one to add to our family.

“You’re the best gift there is, Cadence. Now give me your lips again. I’m going to show you how I take care of the woman I love.” I’ll have to give him the news later. I’m too busy giving this man everything he’s given me and so much more.

Epilogue

Santiago

Two and a half years later

“Stop fidgeting. Everything is ready.” Cadence is bustling around the house, making sure nothing is out of place, the appetizers are perfectly aligned, and there isn’t so much as a blanket left out on the couch. That’s probably because she is currently in her nesting stage with baby number two on the way. The only mess she’ll allow right now is from Stella, our little girl, who is sitting in the middle of the kitchen, Tupperware out on the floor, a wooden spoon for her to bang on with, talking in her sweet melodic voice that’s more baby babble than words.

“I know, but this is the first time everyone will be over at the new house, and I want it perfect.” My arms wrap around her from behind, hands going to the baby bump that holds our unborn son, name still to be determined. Cadence did the same thing with Stella, wanting to see our child first to make sure the name fit her. I went along with it. It’s not like it was my body that carried a child for nearly ten months, nursed even longer, and went through more hormonal changes that I’m still unprepared for in the coming months.



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