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“Jesus fucking Christ,” I whisper, stepping further into the room and shutting the door quietly behind me with trembling hands.

She's wrapped like my very own present, wearing a red silk bow that just about manages to cover her sweet pussy and rosy nipples. Her beautiful hair tumbles around her shoulders, and an image of my hand tangled in it whilst I pound into her tight cunt flashes through my mind.

“Merry Christmas, Loki,” she whispers, licking her lips.

I'm across the room in two strides, looking down at her reclined on my bed, ready to be devoured.Fucking genius idea!

Kneeling on the bed, I gently push her down, until she's lying flat on her back, legs open. Lying down on my stomach, my face hovering over that delicious mound, I look up at her body to find her gazing back at me, chest heaving. I give her my best panty melting smile, then lower my face and gaze down, moving the ribbon aside to bare her to me.

Fuck!She's already dripping, pussy lips glistening. My tongue flicks out, tasting her from opening to clit, and her back arches with a beautiful moan coming from her lips.God, she tastes fucking incredible!

I keep up my slow pace, leisurely licking her like a cat with a bowl of cream. Looking up, I can see her eyes are closed, an almost pained look on her face as the pleasure my tongue gives her sweeps across her body. She looks so damn beautiful like this.

“Loki…” she growls. Clearly, she's had enough of me taking it slow. Our girl does like it rough.

“Mmhmm,” I mumble, smirking as I keep licking. I know what she wants, but I love it when she begs.Blame the asshole in me.

“More, Loki,” she begs. “I need more. Please.”

“As you asked so nicely,” I tease, and then without warning, I push two fingers deep inside her, and she cries out, back arching off the bed, and her hands gripping the sheets. A flood of wetness coats my fingers and I growl in approval.

I keep up my tongue movements, flicking her clit over and over, as my fingers thrust and move inside her. I add a third finger, and the noise she makes is fucking music to my ears. I start to finger fuck her in earnest, loving the wet sounds it makes with the backdrop of her gasps like the best symphony.

“Loki...I'm gonna come…” she gasps out, and I push a fourth finger in at the same time as sucking her clit, grazing it with my teeth.

She screams as her release pours over my tongue, and I drink every fucking drop of her sweet nectar. My dick is straining against my pants, desperate to bury himself in her slick folds.

I push up to my knees, admiring her flushed skin as I strip my t-shirt off, and unbuckle my pants, taking out a condom from my pocket, then pushing them down my hips, and taking them off fully.

I open the foil packet, rolling the rubber on, then grab her gorgeous legs, kissing her ankles. I place them on my shoulders so that when I lie on top of her, they are up between us and she’s folded in half.

Keeping hold of her beautiful hazel gaze, I seat myself to the hilt in one thrust, groaning loudly as I feel her inner walls encase me. I have to close my eyes for a moment and breathe deeply, I swear I could come like a randy teenager as soon as I enter her. This angle is so deep, I know that I’m not gonna last long, especially if her pussy keeps fluttering like that around my cock.

I start to pound harder, going even deeper as I chase my orgasm. Sweat drips down my brow when I pick up speed even more, Lilly writhing and cursing underneath me, her nails raking down my arms. My balls start to draw up and tighten, that familiar burn beginning at the base of my spine.

“You’re gonna come for me again now, Pretty Girl,” I order her gruffly, going up on one arm so that my other can snake between us. My fingers find her clit, and she cries out as I start to rub and pinch it.

“Shit! Loki!” she shrieks, her pussy clamping down on my dick like a vise, as she climaxes for a second time, drawing my own thundering orgasm from me.

Groaning, I collapse on top of her, my heart clamouring in my chest. Our sweaty bodies are pressed so closely, that I can feel her own heartbeat reverberating through me until it matches the pace of mine. Her hands come up to stroke my hair, and I swear I purr like a fucking cat at the touch.

It’s such a soothing gesture that I find my eyelids growing heavy, and they begin to close as I drift off into a blissful sleep, still buried inside her.

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LILLY

I wake up with a start, rubbing my eyes, and realise that I’m all alone in Loki’s bed.

Sitting up and looking towards the door, which is slightly ajar, I can see a faint light coming from beyond it. There are the sounds of what I think are the gentle strains of an acoustic guitar, so I decide to get up and go investigate.

Pulling on my long black silk robe, I make my way towards the door, the music getting louder and I recognise the song asLovely,the acoustic cover version by Thomas Daniel. Walking down the stairs, pausing to look through the spindles, I can just make out Loki sitting on one of the sofas in the living room, playing.

I sit down on the top step and just watch him, mesmerized. His voice is rough and smooth like cigar smoke, and goosebumps erupt on my skin at the sound. The song is so sad, tears sting my eyes, a lump forming in my throat as I listen to him sing. I can’t help feeling he’s singing about desperately wanting to escape from his obligations to their company, from his parents. He sings with such emotion, such feeling that the tears spill over, tracking down my cheeks.

When it’s finished, he looks up at me and without missing a beat, tilts his head to indicate that I should come down and join him. He begins playing another song, waiting until I’m standing in front of him before starting to sing, a gentle smile on his face, his eyes locked onto mine. As the opening verse begins, I recognise it asPerfectby Ed Sheeran, but the Matt Johnson acoustic version.

I just melt and explode all at once.

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