Page 17 of Christmas Hearts

"You are beautiful, loving and kind. Smart as a whip and not afraid to show it."

"Thank you."

I'm still feeling a little shy, but the certainty I feel coming from him makes me relax.

"I want you so much, gorgeous. I want to kiss and lick every inch of your body until you're begging me to make you come."

"Oh, my. What else do you want to do?"

"I want to worship you like the queen you are. Give you so many orgasms you won't be able to leave this bed for hours."

A wicked glint comes into his eyes, and I start feeling naughty, too.

"Will you let me worship you too? Can I suck you until you burst into my mouth?"

My words have an immediate effect on him. He adjusts himself and makes a weird noise with his throat. I grab his dress shirt in my fist and try to pull him even closer than he already is. His mouth brushes my forehead with a kiss, and I feel his hands on my lower back. I look up and offer him my lips.

He immediately starts ravishing my mouth. I can feel the heat and desire he has for me in that kiss. It should be illegal to kiss like Justin does and I let myself go into his arms. He caresses me up and down my back, and I feel wanted. When he ventures down to my ass, I moan, telling him I approve of what he's doing and where he's going with his caresses.

I break our kiss – I'm a little breathless – and turn around in his arms. I move my hair to the side and show him my zipper. He places an open-mouthed kiss on my neck and slowly slides down the zipper. His fingers tease my skin, and I shiver with desire. The dress falls down at my feet, and I kick it off to the side.

Justin doesn't let me go, though. He teases my breasts from his position behind me, and I can feel his erection stabbing at my lower back. It's glorious and makes me more desperate for him to be inside me. When I reach to unfasten my bra, he brushes my hands away.

"Leave your underwear and your shoes on. I want to take you like that, gorgeous."

My heart is thumping inside my chest, and I think it might just explode. I reach out behind me and squeeze his cock through his pants. It's hard as steel and I want to feel it inside me. Justin pinches my nipples over the lacy fabric of my bra, and they perk up immediately.

I throw my head back to rest on his shoulder, and I feel his warm breath on my neck. My whole body responds to it unexpectedly. I feel a pang in between my legs and push my breasts forward to get more attention on my nipples.

One of his hands goes in between my legs and teases my pussy through the lace barrier.

"Oh, you're so wet for me, gorgeous. I love it. Give me more."

My hips push forward against his hand, looking for more friction. He presses against my clit, and a moan escapes me. I need more, I need more, I need more. He turns me around and places a soft kiss on my lips, then lets go.

I see he is still completely dressed, though not wholly unaffected by what we've been doing. I reach for the buttons of his shirt and start undoing them one by one. After each button I open, I kiss the skin that is revealed.

He has a hairy chest, and there's a happy trail that will guide me later when I'm on my knees worshipping him. For now, I keep opening button after button and placing kisses all over his chest. He's magnificent and I'm overjoyed with the fact that I get to explore his body tonight.

His deliciousness so enthralls me that I don't worry about what tonight will do to my heart. Right now, we're both here, and we're going to come together at last. I help him get his shirt off, getting a good look at his shoulders and bulging biceps.

This man should be a model or be on some calendar for charity. They would sell out. I keep caressing his chest and armsas he undoes his pants and takes them off. His boxer shorts show me everything I'm looking forward to, and I almost jump him right there.

He takes charge, though, and puts my arms around his neck, then my legs are around his waist and we're kissing passionately once again. He walks us towards the bed and then gently lays me down. I'm desperate for him. It doesn't matter what he does as long as he does it with me right now.

Sitting on the bed facing me, he takes my hand in his and brings it to his mouth. He places an open-mouthed kiss on the center of my palm, and I shiver. Then he starts kissing a path from my hand to my shoulder as Gomez did to Morticia in the Addams Family. It makes me smile for a moment, but each kiss leaves a searing mark on my arm that makes me wetter and wetter for him.

He bites my shoulder gently, and I think he's in a playful mood, but his face tells me he's more serious than ever.

"I've dreamt of taking you for so long. This feels like another fantasy. When I kiss you and catch your sweet honeysuckle scent, I realize I'm living in the moment, and you're really here with me."

"Justin, I need you. I need you inside me."

"You don't want to play?"

"Later. Now I want you to fuck me, please."

I add the last part so he believes I'm sweet and pliable. I'm that way most of the time, but he'll find the tigress inside me once we really start playing.

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