Page 30 of Christmas in His Arms

Her slower response, coupled with the words of her message, discouraged me. The excuse wasn't, "I'm tired" or, "I don't want to." So maybe she was just really concerned about Helen and Walter. I heard people whispering about us at the tree lighting too. I knew what people were saying, and had they said it even a smidgen louder, one of Carrie's parents would have heard. That was a lot of pressure on her shoulders. She probably felt really anxious.

Ryan 9:55 PM: Then I'll come to you…

I hitSendand moved toward the door without waiting for a response. If I got there and she didn’t let me in, I'd just drive home. But I had to do something. The brief interaction through text messages showed me this wasn't just physical arousal. My soul thirsted to be near her, to see her smile and hear her voice. I wanted her in my arms where I could kiss her forehead and hear her heart beating.

I drove to Walter's house and parked out front. Only then did I stop to look at the slew of messages she sent while I was driving. There were four of them, one more hesitant than the previous.

Carrie 9:57 PM: I don't know, Ryan. It might not be a good idea.

Carrie 9:59 PM: Mom and Dad only just laid down. I think maybe we should try another time.

Carrie 10:04 PM: Why aren't you responding? You’re not driving here, are you?

Carrie 10:07 PM: Ryan, please…

I grinned at the messages and responded right away.

Ryan 10:09 PM: I'm out front. I'll use the hide-a-key. Stay in bed. Take your clothes off.

I turned my phone to silent mode and left it on the center console of the car, then made my way to the house. All the lights were off, and I naturally assumed Helen and Walter were sleeping. Though, I did still have a bit of anxiety about this. I found the hide-a-key under the fake rock behind the bushes where I'd discovered it while hanging lights, and I let myself in.

I was as quiet as possible, even taking off my shoes and carrying them with me so they didn't make a sound on the wood flooring. The stairs creaked a little as I ascended, and I made a mental note to be more cautious on the way back down. I tiptoed to Carrie's bedroom door and tapped on it. It sprang open and I grinned. She'd left it unlatched for me, which hopefully meant she wasn't upset about my sneaking in to see her.

I walked into the darkness and set my shoes on the floor, then shut and locked the door. I couldn't see a thing. It was pitch black. But I heard her whisper.

"You're insane…" And then I heard her snicker.

I shed my coat and left it lying on the floor, then undid my pants and shucked them along with my shirt. Then my socks and boxers went and I was naked and again beginning to swell.

"You're sexy, and I can't stop thinking of you." My eyes adjusted to the darkness after being blinded by the holiday lights outside and then the light in the kitchen. I could make out the outline of the bed, so I moved in that direction.

"There is such a thing as self-pleasure," she chortled, and I felt the bed for the edge of the comforter, then folded it back and slid in next to her.

"But when you're dating a woman as attractive as you, self-pleasure doesn't even begin to help."

Finally, I felt the warmth of her body as she snuggled next to me. I was so turned on to notice the fact that she'd obeyed my wishes. She was completely naked, and she tangled her limbs between mine as I curled around her.

"Ah, I see… Well, since you're here…" Her lips found mine in the pitch black, and I kissed her hard.

The past week of abstinence and denied lust boiled over and the kisses intensified, tongues wrestling for dominance. Fingernails raked my back as I palmed her breasts, squeezing them roughly before finding her soaking wet center. Her moans and mewls of pleasure were music to my ears, and I couldn't believe wewere actually doing this. I felt like a teenager sneaking into his girlfriend’s house.

"God, this is so hot," she breathed.

"Hell yes," I said, silencing her with another kiss, one hand continuing to explore her folds while my other hand moved down to grip my hardening length. I was so hard it was painful, like my skin would split and I’d burst open with desire.

We settled into a rhythm, our hands and mouths exploring every inch of each other's body, and soon, we were both panting and moaning, unable to contain our growing lust. I rolled on top of her as she spread her legs, inviting me in, and when my dick pushed into her, she hissed and arched her hips up to meet my thrust.

“God, Carrie, I needed this so bad,” I growled through gritted teeth.

“Harder, oh, God, harder,” she demanded, and I obliged, losing myself in the pleasure of her tight muscles enveloping me. I pounded into her, our hips slapping together, our stifled moans echoing off the walls of her room as we both teetered on the edge of orgasm. But it was too fast, too sudden. I wanted it to last now, not rush by me in a fleeting second. Then I’d have to leave, and I didn’t want to leave. I slowed my thrusts and kissed her harder again. She mewled into my mouth, and I felt her pussy clench around me as I backed away, trailing kisses over her jaw.

“Mmm, I wanna slow down and take my time to enjoy you,” I told her, placing one kiss after another as I backed away. I found a nipple and bit gently, and she hissed, but her fingers tangled through my hair, encouraging me.

“Oh, God, yes, eat me…”

I smiled, glad she was on the same page as me, and continued my journey down her body, stopping to pay homage to each nipple before moving southward. I teased her hot core with my tongue, lapping up the nectar that pooled there before plunging my tongue inside her. She tasted sweet, like a drug. I feasted, licking and sucking and nibbling at her pussy until she was whimpering my name and begging for more. I obliged, sliding two fingers inside her as I sucked on her clit.

“Oh, God! Oh, fuck, don’t stop!” she moaned, and my body grew taut with awareness of how much noise she was making. I shushed her, but she was already there. Carrie came apart in my mouth, her fingers knotted in the sheets as she writhed and bucked. My fingers plunged into her over and over as she rode out the orgasm and ground against my face. My heart and mind were in heaven. Being close to her was everything. But my dick was still screaming for relief as I pulled away and wiped my mouth. God, I needed this.

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