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He was wearing what I assumed was a g-string; it was hard to tell because his luscious ass cheeks had eaten any fabric between them. All I could make out was a fluffy white waistband squeezing his hips.
He giggled at my lusty noise and then really turned up the heat. Tyson raised his hands over his head and bent his knees, dropping his ass to the floor. He bounced up and down, dribbling his two drool-worthy basketballs. I would never understand how the man could move like that; I could only be grateful for it.
I nodded my head as I followed every bounce until Tyson stood upright again. I didn’t have time to be disappointed before he turned to face me. More white fluff rounded his stomach, and I could make out the front of his thong.
Not that there was much to see; the see through red mesh fabric barely contained his hard cock and smooth, shaved balls. The tiny undies and festive hat made him look like an elf who definitely landed on the naughty list, but it was oh so nice.
I took in every inch of his perfect body, from his pretty pink nipples and slim figure, to the large white scar on his side. I had a love-hate relationship with that scar; I hated the memory of Tyson’s pain from the car crash that gave it to him, but I loved the visual reminder of my angel’s strength, resilience, and presence. Nothing could take away from his beauty.
Tyson shimmied some more, making my mouth water when his dick slapped from thigh to thigh. He licked his thumbs and pressed them to his nipples, rubbing them in slow circles as he gyrated. It was too much. I was jealous that he was getting to touch his body while I was so far away.
My voice was husky when I requested, “Come here,” reaching out my hands and making a grabbing motion. Tyson dipped his head with a shy smile, a complete 180 from his salacious dance, and hurried to my side.
“Did you like your present?” he asked, and tucked his plush bottom lip between his teeth as he awaited my answer.
The best way to give it was to toss away the blankets that covered me, revealing my boxers, which were tented away from my body. “I loved it.”
“Oh look; another present for me, too.” Tyson was in sex kitten mode again, trailing his tongue across his lips as he stared at the bulge between my legs.
I smirked and suggested, “Why don't you unwrap it?”
It only took half a second for his fingers to be tucked inside the elastic of my shorts. I planted my hands on the mattress and lifted my hips so he could slide the fabric down and off my legs.
Tyson licked his lips again as his eyes devoured my form. I didn't see myself as a great prize; since we'd been together, I had gained some weight and had gray hairs all over my body. But when my husband looked at me likethat, he made me feel like the sexiest man alive.
He reached for his own waistband, but I caught his wrist just in time. “Leave them on.”
His lips curled into a wicked grin. “Yeah?”
“Oh yeah.” I patted my thighs and Tyson wasted no time in climbing onto the mattress and straddling my legs. I moaned when his hard cock brushed against mine, and his wicked smile spread.
Tyson rolled his hips, dragging his length along mine, the friction made even better by the silky fabric between us. When I moaned again, he leaned forward, pressing our chests and stomachs together, and wrapping his arms around my neck.
His pretty brown eyes gazed into mine as he grinded on me, our cocks sandwiched together. Sensations battled on my skin; the warm thickness of his shaft, the slick fabric, and its fluffy trim all blended together beautifully into mind scrambling, toe curling pleasure.
I snaked my arms around his hips and gripped his ass cheeks. I massaged his ample flesh as Tyson humped faster. I thrust upward, grinding my leaking dick against his as I pulled him into me.
Tyson’s brows pinched together and his lips parted. Beautiful moans escaped him, and I had to know if they were as delicious as they sounded. I pressed my mouth to his and slipped my tongue between his teeth.
We licked each other wildly, swallowing down one another’s whimpers and groans of pleasure. I groped Tyson's thick ass cheeks and he frotted against me as if his life depended on it.
My tongue vibrated when Tyson cried out into my mouth. His body jerked against mine and his warm seed seeped through the fabric, spilling onto my stomach and cock. I inhaled deeply, taking in his scent and somehow getting even more turned on.
I rocked feverishly against him, spreading his cum over my skin. My thighs hardened beneath Tyson's weight as my balls rolled. My fingertips sank into his flesh and I erupted, mixing my essence with his.
Tyson collapsed onto me, his chest heaving and his heart hammering just like mine. I slowly uncurled my fingers from his fleshy globes and traced my hands up and down his back until we both calmed down.
He raised his head to look into my eyes, a goofy, satisfied smile on his face. “Best Christmas morning ever.”
A laugh rumbled in my chest. “You got that right, angel. And it's only going to get better; let's take a hot shower together, and then I'll help you finish cooking.”
“That sounds great. But you know what soundsperfect?”
“What's that?”
“Getting to spend every Christmas, every holiday, and every morning with you for the rest of my life. I love you so much, Gage.”
“I love you, too.”
