I scan her body with very hungry, very horny eyes. She is beyond beautiful, sexy, and… fuck what was I thinking again?
Erin is wearing a very short and very sexy Mrs. Clause outfit. The red fuck-me-heels are a killer. Her skirt barely touches the top of her creamy thighs showing that she is wearing red knickers, with the black belt showing her trim waist and that I cannot wait to wrap my arms around.
The red material of the suit hugs her body like a glove; like it was made just for her. Red satin material runs up her torso and hugs her breasts like my hands want to. The white fluffy stuff hides the top of her perfect breasts a little but that isn’t going to stop me. And to top it off she is wearing a small Santa hat on her head.
“Holy fucking shit, woman. What the hell are you trying to do to me?” I bite my lower lip and continue to run my greedy eyes all over her sexy-as-sin body.
“So, I take it you like?” She smiles at me. Her voice breaks my lustful gaze, and I look around her street and see a postman eyeing my girl. Oh hell no.
“Baby, we need to get you inside before I end up spending Christmas in jail for beating the shit out of the anyone who seesyou, and drools,” I say placing my hands on her slim waist and forcing her back into the house.
I have no idea where I am going so, I turn Erin away from me so she can lead the way. Keeping my hands on her hips, she leads me into her living room where the log fire is roaring with orange flames, adding a glow to her living room on this gloomy day in London. There are plush blankets and pillows all over the floor in front of the fire.
She likes my plan. Good, because I am going to take full advantage.
Erin has turned on all of her Christmas lights and added candles on the mantle and along the hearth, adding that extra romantic feel. Classic Christmas music is playing softly in the background.
I pull Erin’s body back into mine and enjoy the soft moan that escapes her mouth when she feels my dick pressing into her arse. Her body fits perfectly against me like I knew she would.
“Baby, you feel so fucking good. The room looks amazing. Did you do all of this just for me?” I ask lowering my head and laying a gentle kiss on her bare shoulder causing her to shiver.
Sliding my hands from her hips around to her stomach and press her against me more loving the feel of her. My hard cock is pressing into her arse, jerking in want.
Chapter four
“Iwanted it to be perfect, and I couldn’t wait to see you. Waiting until tonight wasn’t an option for me. I need you now, Theo,” she says breathlessly.
“Well, baby, this is a real treat for me. But I am about to treat you to the best orgasms that you have ever had.” I say while biting down softly on her neck and then licking the same place, causing her back to arch and a moan to slip free.
I back away from her which leaves my body feeling the loss and an instant chill. I walk over to the fireplace and turn to face my girl.
“Come here. I want you to undress me.” I state. I watch as Erin walks towards me, swaying her hips that little bit more, enticing me, and by the size and ache in my groin I would say that it is working.
Once she is standing in front of me, I lean in and take her lips in a searing kiss, showing her that I want this. I want her. Only our lips are touching but the passion is flowing through eachof us proving that we belong together. We always did but then wasn’t our time but now it is and we will make the most of each day together.
Erin breaks the kiss. She takes the bottom of my knit jumper and starts slowly pulling it up my body, I raise my arms and then help her pull it off over my head. Next, she pulls my shirt out of my jeans and unbuttons it, one slow agonising button at a time.
Once she has all the buttons open, she brings her head closer and lays a warm kiss on my chest, making me shiver this time, and that makes Erin giggle softly. Her laugh is hitting me directly in the balls.
This woman will be the death of my dick I shit you not.
Erin runs her hands over my abs, and I notice her lips moving as she does it.
“Baby, are you counting my abs?” I chuckle.
“Damn, Theo, I could tell you worked out, but bloody hell you have abs. Do not get me started on this sexy thing,” she runs her index fingers over the groves of my abdomen, making my skin pebble under her touch. “I need to run my tongue over this. I have never been with a bloke that has a body like yours.” I grip her wrists and pull her towards me making her stumble a little.
“How about we don’t talk about you shagging other men when we are about to make love. The thought of you with other men, pisses me off, babe.” I tell her, a little harsh sounding but like I said the thought pisses me off.
“Sorry,” she whispers, looking down.
Damn it. Hooking my finger under her chin, I bring her gaze to meet mine.
“It makes me crazy, baby. That mouth belongs to me, sweetheart. Suck me.” I use a softer tone, making sure that I do not fuck up the moment.
I wink at her to tells her that everything is fine, causing a beautiful smile to form on her delectable mouth. Her handscontinue their path up my body causing goosebumps to form on my hot skin. Once she reaches my shoulders, she pushes my shirt off and lets it fall to the floor, joining my jumper.
Our gazes lock as I feel her hands trail down my body, stopping at my belt. She unbuckles my belt, popping open the buttons on my jeans. With a saucy grin on her face, she hooks her thumbs in my boxer briefs, tugging them and my jeans down my legs.
