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Her laugh was clear and warm. She folded the paper carefully and put it in her bag. “Thank you. I’m keeping this horrible joke forever.”
He reached under the tree and pulled out the gift he was actually nervous about and put it in her hands.
“It’s heavy!” Scraping her teeth over her lower lip, she unwrapped it quickly, choosing not to savor the moment, but to get right to it. He liked that. She threw the paper aside and stared at the snow globe, her smile wavering. “Oh,” she said softly.
The black family inside were smiling and happy as they decorated a spindly tree. The tiny kitty played with a tree limb. Ornaments spilled out over the floor and no one seemed concerned about it. “This is what you deserved to have,” he said.
She stroked her fingers over the cool glass of the globe. “I don’t…” She flipped it over and spun the little latch to make tinny Christmas music play. Snow fluttered down around the family when she flipped it upright and sat it down. “This is so…” She turned and threw herself into his arms.
He held her as she sniffled against his neck, tears dampening his awful onesie. “What are we doing here, Gabriel?” she whispered.
“I don’t know. Something stupid.”
She gave a soft huff of a laugh, her breath tickling the side of his neck. After a moment, she pulled back and studied him with shining eyes. The heat in her gaze curled inside of him like fireplace smoke. He slid his hands into her locs and pulled her against him, closing most of the distance, but leaving some room for her to decide. She didn’t hesitate, thank god. Her lips met his, and it was as if every light on the tree brightened.
Swaying, they kissed through a handful of sweetly melancholy Christmas songs and an endless circuit of red, green, and white lights that chased each other around the unpainted walls of the room.
Her mouth tasted like peppermint and home. Like he’d always belonged there. He tilted his head to deepen the kiss and she groaned deep in her throat and stood taller, meeting his pressure and his intensity. There was no more gentle sweetness to it after that. Just greedy, frenzied desire. She nipped his lower lip and sucked on it and his whole body caught fire. His hands roamed her, stroking from her waist, down to that gorgeous full ass, gripping it and grinding her against his hardening cock.
Without breaking the kiss, he pulled her down on top of him as he landed on the mattress. She moaned and arched her back, giving him more to hold onto as she fumbled with the buttons of her onesie.
“Wait,” he said.
She froze, her eyes dark with desire. “What is it?”
“I just don’t want you to think that I expected anything here. Or that I did any of this to get you into bed. We don’t have to…”
She nodded and unbuttoned her onesie, spreading it open to expose gloriously heavy breasts, with gold bars through her dark nipples. She raised an eyebrow.
“If you’re sure,” he said. Faster than he’d ever moved, he had one breast in his mouth, sucking and pulling on her nipple. The bar gave him an easy target to work with. She made deep and breathy sounds of pleasure as he worked the other nipple with his fingers, tugging on her piercing.
She pushed him back and eagerly undid the buttons of his outfit. Shoving it open, she stared at his chest fully on display. He touched the crisp dark hair she was looking at. “Um, I’m Persian so…”
She threw her head back and laughed. “I’m into it. Show me more.”
He nodded and rolled her onto her back, more than happy to remove the stupid onesie. In a few short jerks, he was naked. She made a rumbling sound of pleasure as she ran her fingers over the tattoos on his shoulders and arms and down his abdomen, tracing their way lower and lower, until she had his cock firmly in her hand. He gave a rather tragic moan of pleasure. It had been a long time.
“Ooh, I like that,” she said. She rocked forward and kissed his neck, sucking gently on his skin as she stroked him.
“One of us—oh god don’t stop—one of us is wearing too much clothing,” he grunted.
“Mmm, you have disparate desires. I can stop touching you and undress or I can keep my clothes on and touch you.”
“No, you can do both, I believe in you.” Laughing, he reached down and began awkwardly pulling the tight fabric down her mouth-watering hips.
She sat up on her knees, not letting go of him as she tried to shimmy out of it with only one hand to assist. “I want you to know that I’d be naked right now if you’d let me stop holding your dick.”
“I have zero regrets,” he said, watching her breasts sway as she struggled to remove the onesie.
He leaned forward to help her onto her back and pulled the onesie off her, leaving her naked and the sexiest woman he’d ever had in his arms. “Fuck,” he ground out. He ran the palm of his hand over her breasts and her soft round stomach and down to the tempting V between her legs. He pressed his hand to it and she gasped and arched into his palm. Oooh, she was pierced there, too.
He leaned down and gave searing suctioning kisses to her thighs, getting closer and closer to those delicate lips. He hovered over them, and paused. “Is this alright?” he asked.
“Completely fine, sir.” He could hear the smile in her voice, and it only stoked the fire in him.
“Do you want to direct me, or let me freestyle?”
Her laugh shook her body in the most sensual way. “I’m curious to see how you do with improvisation.”
