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"Please what? You want me to slide my cock into your tight little pussy?"
Audrey gasps. Her cheeks flush, and her eyes are glazed with a wanton look. Her hot, slippery channel grips me like a vise and I pause, giving her time to adjust. Her spine softens when she releases the tension she is holding. Wrapping her legs around my ass, she locks them in place.
As I adjust the angle, the root of my shaft brushes her clit with each deep thrust. Her breath hitches when I hit the right spot inside her body. Her muscles tense and she digs her fingernails into my flesh as each thrust brings her closer to the edge. Knowing she’s close to coming sends a jolt of pleasure up my spine.
Audrey tugs my hair and I drop low for a kiss, taking her mouth as I drive my hips into her. Tension is building around my eyes, my temples are pounding, my nerve endings sparking higher and higher.
"Harder," she moans, biting my lower lip, dragging it through her teeth. She thrashes and bucks, out of control and wild with desire.
I slam into her, over and over, until she comes. The sweet sounds of my woman finding pleasure are music to my ears. She deserves more than two orgasms; she'll get them, but I'm on a hair trigger.
White hot pleasure threatens to blind me. "Jesus," I groan, teetering on the edge of a massive release.
"Uh-huh," she sighs.
Pleasure courses through every cell in my body as I surrender and lose myself in orgasmic bliss. But it's more than physical. I give her my essence, my heart and my soul. Everything I am and will ever be belongs to her.
I roll aside and drop my forehead to hers. She smiles while we rest and catch our breath. She curls up, facing me, her hand resting on my chest like it was always meant to be there.
Loving Audrey is the best Christmas present ever and I'll make certain our first Christmas together won't be our last. I'll give her anything her heart desires, and more. So much more. She is everything to me, and now I have her in my life, I'm not letting her go.
The cozy atmosphere, complete with the sounds of a real crackling fire piped through the speakers, makes the moment perfect. I thought the state-of-the-art fireplace was over the top when installed, but nothing is too good for Audrey.
"I love you." I press the words into her shoulder, the scent of sex and sweat heavy in the air. "Best Christmas present ever."
"I love you too," she whispers.
Although I should get a washcloth, leaving her now is not an option, so I grab a couple of tissues to clean her and dispose of the condom. Then I drag a blanket from the couch and toss it over us.
As soon as she drifts off, I'll carry her to bed. All I want to do for now, is imprint every little aspect of this perfect moment into my memory for safekeeping.
In the coming weeks, we will face many challenges. Having spent a long time preparing for the onslaught, I’m ready to fight anyone who challenges me.
Audrey belongs to me.
Eight
AUDREY
Luca makes the world a better place, and everything I touch feels shiny and new. Life is different, yet it's the same as it's always been. We are inseparable and at the risk of sounding like a cliché, our love was inevitable.
The best part of each workday is going home together; the past couple of days on set have been long and grueling. I wish I could skip to the good part of today, but there are hours of filming left.
There are only a few days until Christmas, and time is running out to buy Luca a present. Someone walks into the makeup room whenever I get online and interrupts me. I want to get something special and keep racking my brain trying to think of something with sentimental value. What are you supposed to buy for a man who has everything?
I love working with Luca; seeing another side of him is a privilege. Our love gives me wings, and while I would love to shout about it from the rooftops, we choose to keep our business private. People notice how we look at each other, but nobody butts into our business.
Except for Abel Clarke. The actor is a bonafide jerk. Abel made a few inappropriate comments, and while he annoyed me,I kept it to myself. Luca is aware of how much aggravation Abel is causing on set and keeps an eye on the actor.
I'm proud of Luca for keeping his cool under challenging circumstances. There's no need to upset him; besides, I can handle it myself.
Today’s shoot could be the most challenging. Abel missed his makeup call time. He didn’t answer his phone, and while I have a terrible feeling, I can’t hold up the rest of the team by waiting for him.
On my way to the set, I run into Abel lying on a crate. He’s wearing his Santa Suit costume. His features are pinched, making him look like a cartoon character, and a deeply etched scowl tops off the look.
The fumes coming off him are obscene, forcing me to hold my breath while applying his makeup. I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from commenting on his selfish behavior.
I squirt his bloodshot eyes liberally with saline, hoping it eases the redness enough to shoot close-ups. When Abel stumbles away, I call Luca to let him and Hailey know what's up.
