Page 75 of A Christmas Bargain

I nodded, removing my shirt and returning my mouth to her skin.

“I’m moving in?” she asked between panted breaths as I kissed my way down until I removed her bra.

“Please.” I leaned up, gazing at her. “You’ll leave Denver?”

“I already have.”

I kissed her again, misjudging how close we were to the edge of the couch so we rolled off. I took the brunt of the fall, laughing with her as we shifted again.

I wanted to look down into her eyes this time, and I rolled her until she was on her back. Her jeans ended up near the chair.Mine were kicked off into a pile near my feet. Her panties ended up draped on a branch on the tree, and my boxers hung off one of my ankles.

Once she was naked and writhing beneath me, so wet and aroused, I lined up my dick to her entrance.

“You’ll stay?” I asked her.

She rolled us until she straddled me. “For as long as you’ll have me.” She moved my cock toward her, and in a slow sink down, she took all of me.

I groaned, holding her in place. “How about…” I sat up to kiss her, keeping her snugly wrapped around my dick. “How about forever?”

She smiled. “I like the sound of that.”

Riding me slowly, she made sure that her clit got the friction she clearly sought. Up and down, she rocked on me, and I did all I could not to come too soon.

I hugged her to my chest so I could suck on her nipples. She gripped my hair with her fingers coiled tight so we’d stay flush.

When I moved my hands from her ass to caress her back, I braced her for more leverage on top of me.

“I love you, Claire.”

She hummed her pleasure as she humped me. “I love y?—”

An ornament fell.

“Oh, shit.” But she didn’t stop. She didn’t slow her rocking on my dick.

Another fell, shaken loose by the motion on the floor.

Together, we fought laughter.

“She’ll know,” she said. “She’ll know that we repositioned ornaments!”

I kissed her as I neared my orgasm. If she didn’t stop laughing, and making me laugh, I’d never be able to hold off. Since she said she loved me, I was already floating on cloud nine.

“Oh, Derek.” She went faster, driven closer to coming when I squeezed the cheeks of her ass.

More ornaments fell as she rode me in front of the Christmas tree. I wasn’t sure how many would still be hanging, but then she came.

Clenching around me and gloving me so tight, she came with a loud cry. “Oh!”

I held her close, willing her to milk me dry. The first streaks of pleasure shot through me, racing up my spine, and I shouted as I filled her.

A couple more ornaments fell to the carpet as she continued to slowly rock on me, wringing out every last bit of release between us.

Only when she was sated and spent, clinging to me, did we both sigh. I hugged her, holding her on my lap as I willed my heart to slow.

Then as I opened my eyes and surveyed the damage, I laughed.

Ornaments had fallen off the tree in a mess. They lay scattered on the carpet, fortunately not broken.

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