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"Tell me you’re okay?" I asked when she whimpered something. Her mouth brushed mine in a feather-like kiss, while all my remaining blood hurtled south.
"Yeah," she whispered. “I’ve barely touched you. Did you know that?”
Her gaze flitted down, following the trajectory of her hand as she reached between my legs, finding my erect cock, and squeezed.
A groan ripped from my mouth. "I don't think I had." A great oversight I have to fix next time.
Will there be a next time?
"I've had the shot," she said, hopefully.
I was content to blame my cock cock for stealing rational thoughts from my brain. "Good enough for me.” I cupped my hands around her hips, lowering her slowly, and slid inside her.
Nisha hung there, suspended in the hot, foaming water, all splayed wide and tender for me. Her soft breaths were my heart song as she closed around me, and I pushed up, stealing her cries to savor once more. Closing my mouth over hers, I thrust my tongue inside her to taste.
Berries, fresh snow flakes, and fairy lights on Christmas trees.
Everything about Christmas I never understood as a kid, the magic washed away by an all too early adulthood that had nothing to do with who I was.
Nisha held all the things missing in my own life.
Her soft cries filled my head with dreams I couldn’t have. Pushing down hard, I thrust recklessly inside her. Her moans mixed with slushy water, bubbles creeping up over the edges of her breasts to drop into the valley between. I leaned my head back and pulsed my hips inside her.
My girl gave as good as she got, rolling her hips back into me, her nails digging into my shoulders as her pussy tightened around me.
"That's it, princess," I purred, remembering how much she liked my dirty talk before. Two days to get to this. Hell, it can't have only been two days. Three days. Fuck it, who cares."
Her musical cries edged us both as I worked my hips harder while my Chrtostmas present this year was Nisha unravelling around me. Her sounds perfect and her hot little pussy clenching around my cock, I groaned as she milked me and we came together in seconds. All the teasing, feeling all loved up, the last hours were everything that washed over us in a tsunami of Christmas morning desires. I stared down at the mess we made of the bathroom and didn’t care. Not because someone had to clean it up, but because Nisha responded to me the same way I felt about her.
My dozy girl rested her head against my shoulder. The toxic doubt that worried me dissipated with nowhere to go as she licked sweat from my skin, humming and snoozing deeper with every touch and kiss. As I held her to me. No condom this time, something I'd never done before, though I loved the fact that I could feel everything. The way she fluttered around me, the tiny after-shocks, her writhing in pleasure we found new ways to torture each other.
Sweeping the bubbles around her body like a light blanket, I tugged her against my body, my limbs languid for the next hours when we didn't need to move. Nisha curled in my arms, her breaths puffing gently on my shoulder until the water cooled. Then I drew us both from the water, doing my best not to disturb her, towelling us off without parting from her body.
I laid her on the bed, kissing her swollen lips and woke her with gentle thrusts, my cock still hard inside her, needing to eke out every cry, commiting each into my memory, the taste of her, as she came for me again and again.
Because like Cinderella at midnight, though I didn't know it yet, she was gone.
