Page 118 of Fierce-Hyde

“I did it,” he said, tweaking her toe. Not that she felt it in her silly slippers. “Don’t I get any credit?”

“You do,” she said. “Hyde. These are beautiful and too much.”

“Be happy they aren’t the ones I wanted to get so you didn’t yell at me.”

The silver dangle earrings had a solid teardrop hanging from them. She wore a lot of things like that. Classic simple pieces that would go with anything.

The pair he wanted to get her had a diamond hanging and were white gold.

Yeah, too soon, he knew that.

He watched as she swapped out her earrings for the new ones and then got up and went to the mirror by her door and pushed her light brown hair out of her way to see them.

“They are stunning,” she said. “And exactly my style.”

“I’m glad,” he said. “Now we can open our stockings. That’s the best part of Christmas to me.”

“I always thought stockings were fun,” she said.

When they were done pulling everything out, they both had socks and deodorant, Chapstick, toothbrushes, candy and cologne for him, perfume for her.

“How funny that we pretty much got each other the same things.”

“I thought so,” she said. “Come here.”

He scooted over to where she was on the floor and she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Happy?” he asked.

“Very,” she said. “What do you think about watching a Christmas movie? If it’s corny we don’t have to, but I always do.”

“We can do that,” he said. “How about we do it in bed?”

“Even better,” she said. “With cheesecake!”

In the middle of the night, Hyde turned over and put his arm around Tori. He was exhausted in the most content way possible.

Between the woman he loved and the happiness he’d seen on her face opening gifts, then to her all but attacking him in bed, he wanted to snuggle her close and never let go.

When her ass pushed back into his crotch, he felt his dick growing, but he was still in a sleep haze.

His hand moved under her shirt as if on automatic, touching the soft skin at her belly, then up further, cupping her breast, his thumb grazing her hardened nipple.

She let out a little moan and it was just encouragement for him to keep doing it.

When the two of them came together, it was almost as if nothing else existed in the world. It was funny to him they could be at odds so much in their time together.

His lips found her neck, his tongue coming out to taste her silky skin.

She ground against him so he made quick work of losing his underwear and helping her out of hers.

She didn’t roll over so he continued to spoon her, pushing her top leg forward, his dick probing for entrance and being granted.

It felt just too damn good and he couldn’t figure out the reason for it.

Tori pushed back against him again, let out a little sigh and then he jerked back fast.

“Shit,” he shouted.

She jumped up startled. “What? You just woke me up from the best dream possible.”

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