“You’ve been bare this whole time?” I hiss.
“I figured my panties would be ruined anyway, so why wear them?”
Looking at her spread thighs over my lap, I can see the wetness on her inner thighs. My girl is gushing for me.
“You’re so wet, princess. Is that all for me?” I ask.
“Of course it is. It’s always for you.”
Then she does the most beautiful thing. She kneels until she’s hovering over me before sinking down onto me in one move.
“Fuck,” I hiss at the sudden feel of her warm body engulfing mine.
She moans, her head falling forward on my shoulder.
“So full,” she murmurs.
I let her have a moment before I grip her hips and begin to move her on top of me. She gasps but takes the instruction well. She begins to swivel her hips, her moans becoming louder.
“Kai, I need more,” she manages to say.
Reaching down, I begin to circle her clit with one hand while the other paws at her breast. When I pinch her nipple while applying pressure to her clit, I feel her clench against me. I stare at her face, loving the blissful look that passes her face as she screams out my name in pleasure.
I’ll never get tired of this.
I languidly stroke her clit as she twitches with aftershocks from the orgasm. When she’s finally coherent again, I stand, walking over to the newly decorated tree. Then I lay her on the tree skirt. Nestling between her legs, I enter her again.
“Oh, Kai.”
I can see the colorful Christmas lights twinkling in her eyes as I fuck her. It’s almost as if her eyes are sparkling just for me.
I thrust faster, harder until she’s moaning my name once again.
“Give me one more, princess, then we can cuddle in bed,” I hiss at her through my teeth.
“I can’t. Please,” she cries out.
I don’t let her deny me, though. I own every single one of her orgasms, and I want one right now. I want one before I finally let myself let go.
Angling her hips up, I push myself to give her more. I know the moment I find the spot. Her moans become more high-pitched, her body coiled tight.
Then she clenches me harder than I think she ever has as she arches up into me. Then she’s screaming her pleasure. My own finds me as I continue to pump into her.
When we both finally come down, she looks up at me with nothing but love and adoration in her eyes.
“You look so peaceful with the lights behind you,” she admits.
I lean down, kissing her softly before I pull out to lie next to her.
Then I look up at the tree from below.
I see what she means. Something about the lights in the branches brings this peaceful feeling.
Pulling her into my side, I press a kiss to the top of her head.
Maybe this Christmas stuff isn’t as bad as I think it is.
ChapterFive
