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Lincoln yanked on the lights and they tightened across my skin, especially around my neck. My breath was coming out in gasps. He moved the lights until they were in between my legs, slowly dragging them through my folds, tiny pinpricks of pain from the light bulbs feeling more like a caress under his dark gaze.

He watched them, and I watched too. The light reflected off my pink lips. He’d pulled his massive dick out of his sweatpants and was slowly jacking himself off from balls to tip as we watched the lights move across my skin.

Lincoln pushed the lights to the side and leaned forward, pressing his nose into my sex and inhaling.

“You’re fucking soaked,” he said with a pleased laugh. “Christmas lights for the win.”

I cried out as his teeth nipped my clit, a sharp sting flashing through me.

I wasn’t even embarrassed about my reaction. I’d long gotten over the fact that anything Lincoln did, I liked.

We certainly weren’t going to include this scene in our Christmas card this year though—not that I was going to send any of those.

Lincoln pushed my legs further apart, dragging the flat of his tongue from ass to clit. “My favorite, favorite thing,” he growled as he did it again, rougher, getting every inch of me with his tongue.

I whimpered and tried to grind against his face but he held me firm, reaching for the lights and pulling them even more, so I had no choice but to stop moving.

His tongue rimmed my opening and then pushed in as my body flushed with need. I felt feverish, pleasure licking up my spine as his nose nudged my clit. My head pushed back into the pillows and whimpers flooded out of my mouth. “Please, please, please,” I begged.

His arms tightened around my legs, his biceps flexing as he pushed harder against me, eating into my core almost desperately. His tongue speared in again and again, thrusting as deep as it could. And through it all he was watching me, his gaze locked on my face.

My heart squeezed in my chest. I couldn’t get over the way he stared at me. I’d thought that I was fine by myself all those years, not realizing I was missing part of my soul. I knew that the need I saw in his eyes was the same that he saw in mine. We were two fucked up parts of the same perfect whole.

“You look really hot right now,” I gasped as the pleasure built.

He growled and sucked on my clit. Harder.

And that was all it took. My entire body clenched, my thighs quivering as an orgasm shot through me. And he drank in everything that I gave him.

Lincoln stood up and pushed down his sweatpants until he was standing there in all of his golden glory. Sometimes I lost my breath just staring at him. The lights from the Christmas tree and the garland were casting even more of a glow about him, so he looked like a fantasy.

Like this actually was all a dream.

The tips of the Christmas lights were digging into my skin, and I was a mess of sensations as he knelt down once more.

“I think I want you to look at the lights as I fuck you. Turn over.” His voice was imperious…demanding.

I gushed at his command and he groaned as I struggled to roll over, my ass in his face as I got on my knees. It was a little difficult with my arms tied up…

“Look at the lights,” he whispered.

And I did. I really looked.

The soft, twinkling glow bathed the room in a gentle, comforting illumination, casting a playful dance of shadows across the walls.

The other lights in the room remained off, allowing the Christmas lights to take center stage. The fireplace crackled softly, sending tendrils of warmth into the air. As I stared at the lights, their soft flickering created a mesmerizing spectacle. They seemed to have a life of their own, a rhythmic pulse that mirrored the beating of my heart.

I realized for the first time that the room was filled with the soft strains of a holiday melody playing in the background, and my gaze traced the patterns of the lights as Lincoln’s tongue dipped up my thighs, lapping up the moisture seeping from my core.

I found myself suddenly LOVING Christmas lights.

Lincoln's hand abruptly smacked down on my ass and a small orgasm pumped through me.

"Fuck. You just came," he said in an awestruck voice. His nose trailed through my folds and then he pressed a kiss to the cheek he just spanked.

I was still caught off guard from what happened, but there was a warm, fuzzy feeling spreading through my veins. Lincoln made another satisfied noise and he spread my ass cheeks. Taking more long licks from my clit all the way to my asshole. I still squirmed over that, but fuck, it felt amazing.

He slid two fingers slowly into me and I melted into the pillows, the decadent lights around me casting a comforting, magical glow as I submitted to him.

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