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Liam was frantic when he finally showed up for our play date. He was always a little sweaty, but this time he was breathing hard. When I asked, he said it was because he ran all the way to my house, but I like to think it was really just a mix of adrenaline and paranoia from sneaking around. He was, after all, my best friend’s brother.
“I only have forty minutes, Amber. Seriously,” he whispered, backing me against the door and already burying his face in my neck. “Forty minutes is plenty for the main event,” I purred, pushing him back slightly so I could appreciate the view. Liam is a bit of a walking contradiction. He’s a quiet, bookish engineer by day, and a total submission demon by night.
Holiday Nipple Play
He sighed, his eyes rolling dramatically when he saw the little velvet pouch I pulled from my jeans pocket. “Please tell me we’re past the Halloween phase. Those plastic vampire teeth chafed.” “Oh, stop,” I said, opening the pouch. “The Fangs of Agony were a classic. But no, we’re moving into the Winter Collection, darling. And look!”
I held them up. They were small, sturdy clamps. Dueling sets, actually. One set was adorned with tiny red hearts for an early Valentine’s touch, complete with dangling cupid wings. The other set, my personal favorite, featured cheerful little nodding Santa heads. Liam closed his eyes. “You’re ruining my dignity.”
“Dignity, schmiginity. I’m enhancing your holiday spirit.” He knew the drill. In two swift motions, his shirt was off. Liam has these beautiful, pale, sensitive nipples that stand up the moment the air hits them. They are, shall we say, a perfect canvas for festive décor.
I leaned in, brushing my lips over his chest first, making him shiver. “Which ones first?” I asked, holding the Santa heads near his collarbone. “Just…surprise me,” he replied wincing. I laughed as I carefully positioned the Santa clamps on his nipples. Clink. The pressure made him hiss as his hands grabbed the doorframe above my head.
“See?” I whispered, pressing myself back against him. “Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way. Now, let’s see if Santa can handle a forty-minute sleigh ride.”
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