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"Oh — fuck, fuck," he choked, tilting his head back.
"Guy. Yes, Guy!"
Slamming into me for the last time, the tickling of his body against my clit sent me over the edge. My pussy clamped down, holding on for dear life as my eyes rolled so far back into my head that I wondered if I was looking at my brain. My body arched. My jaw became unhinged in silent pleasure as my muscles shivered with the release coursing through every vein in my body. And as thread after thread of hot arousal poured from the tip of his dick, I felt him fill me up.
Over and over and over again.
Until my pussy pulsed so hard he was pushed out of me.
"Dear God," he muttered.
My body went limp against him. "Oh — my."
My back sliding down the wall was the last thing I remembered. When my eyes finally fluttered open, I was met by the twinkling lights from the Christmas tree. Guy made a palate of covers and pillows, and we were lying in front of the fireplace. I snuggled deeper into the fluffy duvet and drifted off again before I felt a light kiss on my cheek.
"You're so beautiful," Guy whispered, rubbing his thumb across my cheek.
I opened one eye to peek at him and was shocked when I looked at the clock on the mantle. "It's almost Christmas! I wasn't done wrapping presents." I giggled.
"Too late now! Santa should be arriving any minute." Guy sat up like a little kid watching to see if Santa was real while I laid my head in his lap."
I glanced up at the clock again. "We've got five minutes before midnight." Giggling, I snuggled closely against him until the clock chimed midnight. Then I took a deep breath and smiled, gathering the energy to make my move.
I leaned up and kissed him, letting my lips caress his as I moved to straddle his waist. His eyes widened in surprise, but he let me push him back against the couch. I kissed my way down his neck, taking time to nip at his skin. My hands roamed his chest before moving lower, and his gaze held mine as I eased myself down on his cock that was eager to oblige me. The intimacy of that stare was more potent than the connection our bodies shared. It was raw but full of passion.
"Oh, so… You're ready for round two." Guy's voice was husky, wanting.
"Yep… God, you feel so good."
I bucked up and down as I rode him, but with more confidence than I had during our first time.
"More!" I moaned, biting my lip, encouraging him to push as far into me as possible. I was lost in the pure ecstasy on his face as his mouth fell slack each time I squeezed his cock with my muscles or swiveled my hips in a way that hit him just right.
Guy's strong hands ran up and down my body, caressing my heated flesh, teasing me. He grinned when his fingers began circling my clit. This time, it was different than before — less needy, patient, and loving. And I was lost in him as he watched me enjoying how he felt inside me — from on top, controlling things.
"Your soft skin drives me crazy." Guy was free to use his hand to fully explore my body.
His fingers worked feverishly on my swollen clit, and my thighs ached as I quickened my pace. Finally, I placed my feet beside his thighs and rocked my hips.
"I'm so… shit…. So close." I could hardly catch my breath.
Guy repositioned his hips and pounded into me…
"Get it girl… come with me… get it… fuck!" Guy's back locked out as he pressed himself all the way inside me. Throwing his head back with his eyes squeezed shut.
"Oh, yes. Guy… I…" I was gone…. over the edge again.
The high from making love was my most exquisite experience ever. And I wondered if I'd feel this same passion and satisfaction every time we made love. Laying my head on this shoulder, I allowed the words to find their way into Guy's ear. "I love you, Guy. I trust you…."
"And I don't know what I'd do without you. I love you too, Ariel."
As we sat there holding each other, the clock struck one, stirring us from our bliss. "I think Santa forgot about me." I grumped, pouting out my lower lip.
"What? He came. You didn't see him?" Guy laughed, moving me off his lap. "I saw him… you were busy." He got up and walked into Marcie's office, where he'd been working. I heard him pull out a drawer, and he returned with a beautifully wrapped gift.
"Merry Christmas, Ariel."
"Ooooh, so beautiful." I carefully unwrapped the box, gently undoing the red velvet bow and slowly unfolding the shiny green foil wrapping. When I brushed back the tissue paper, I paused when I got to the last layer that was sealed with a golden sticker imprinted Faberge.
