It was getting close to Christmas, and as he looked down at
her all he could think of was how he had everything he needed. His fingers brushed through her hair as she
laid her head in his lap. Her eyes
closed and her breathing light. She
looked as if she could be sleeping but he knew she was only waiting. His eyes roamed the curves of her body and he
played with her golden locks. The need
in him was growing. He smiled as she
opened her eyes and caught his gaze. Sensing
the change in his needs she sat up and
laid back against his chest, running her fingers along his leg.
The warmth of her flesh against his keeping the chill of the
long winter night away. The scent of her
hair filled his senses as he moved to brush his lips across the back of her
neck. She shuddered against him and he
felt his heart beat in his chest. With a
deep sigh he kissed her again. Warm
breaths of air from his mouth played across her skin as she let out a soft moan
of approval. Those breaths stopped when
her fingers brushed across his bulge. Tracing
it’s outline through his briefs, she toyed with him before turning and kissing
his lips.
The kiss was short but passionate as she pulled away and
stood, moving him to the center of the couch before straddling his lap and
slowly moving in that seductive dance she knew would drive him wild. She always knew how to make him ache for
her. Every light brush of her body
against his bulge sent ripples of pleasure though his body. Her gyrations moving her ever closer. The rhythm seductive and slow as if to some
drumming beat he couldn’t hear over the pumping in his chest.
She leaned up, pushing herself higher as she gripped his
head and pulled it between her breasts. He lost himself there. The scent of her body, a floral fragrance
from some unknown lotion, made him want to suck and kiss at her flesh. His lips found her, kissed and sucked at her
through her thin top. The restriction of
that lace top was feeble but enough to make him crave more. Lust building inside him as he ran his hands
along her thighs and hips.
Not able to take much more, he pushed her back, forcing her
to arch her body and grind that soft mound against him. Her head fell backward, moans echoing to the
ceiling as she worked her moistening panties against his body. His hands moved up her thighs, thumbs pushing
at the edges of her panties. Finding her
swollen lips and brushing them with his thumbs in tease that caused a
heightened groan of pleasure to escape.
In a swift motion he picked up his lusting beauty and laid
her on her back. Taking his place beside
her, his hands trailed across her stomach and lower. Her back arched, pushing her shoulders into
the sofa and her breasts up to his waiting mouth. Sucking at the hard tips of her nipples through
her top as his fingers played across those silky panties. Finding them wet, soaked in her nectar, he
pushes them aside and works his fingers up and down her glistening lips. Parting them with a groan of his own as his
teeth bite down on her nipple. Closing
his eyes, the traces through those slick folds as if trying to memorize every
tactile detail.
Giving her breast a final tug at that hard tip, he releases
her and kisses down her stomach. His
fingers moving to hook his fingers in the thin straps of her panties, pulling
them down in one quick motion. Her breathing
catches, not making a sound. His lips
kiss their way along her hip, down her thigh then up again. Stopping only when his lips brush across her
soft outer folds. Her shuddering groan
for more urging him on. This was the
only present he needed, naughty or nice.
Story by: MysterMitch Resident
Models: Withheld.
Furniture used: ::WS:: Classic Living room Master Set
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