“Watch me,” she begs, undulating on my hard cock.
My eyes open and I watch as her body takes mine, her breasts swaying and bouncing with the way she’s moving on my flesh.
I grab her hips, moving with her. I see stars and everything disappears, except for this hot, ass woman riding me.
81
Charlotte
It’s early Christmas morning as I wake with a large body spooning me from behind, his arm around my midriff. He softly snores into my neck while I lie still and watch the small birds on the ledge outside the window. There is a stillness outside, a sign that we’ve had more snow, which is perfect for Christmas Day.
There had been a few flakes in the sky last night as we’d sat in front of the fire watching Christmas movies. We’d eaten the delicious lasagna Derek had insisted on making for dinner, and I smile now remembering the look on Derek’s face when he realized we really did want him to sit with us and watch the movies.
“Why the frown?” Tanner asks.
I meet his gaze. “I thought you were asleep.”
“I was but you woke me...you were thinking too loud.”
I raise a brow and Tanner laughs.
“You frowned.” He shrugs. “I put two and two together…”
“And got four on this occasion.” I snuggle against him. “I was thinking about your father, and how glad I am that he stayed and watched the movies with us.” I bite my lip wondering about the wisdom of my next words, but ask them anyway, “Why hasn’t your father met anyone else?”
Tanner winces. “He’s never dated since Mom died…at least not that I’m aware of. I hate that he’s lonely, but I really don’t want to think about him doing what we’ve been doing. It’s…not right.”
Chuckling, I pinch one of his nipples. “I think we need to arrange for him to meet someone, but do it in a way that neither of them know what we’re doing.”
“Sneaky?”
“Exactly.” I grin.
Tanner places a sweet kiss to my lips. “Merry Christmas, Charlotte.” He quickly kisses the tip of my nose. “And yes, I’m changing the subject…for now.”
I softly caress his face and brush a kiss across his waiting lips. “Merry Christmas, Tanner…and I don’t mind you changing the subject…for now.”
“Mmm, you taste really good.” He nuzzles into my neck, moving further down the bed. “As much as I want to make love to you, I want you to slip on the Christmas pajamas I bought you, and then come with me into the living room. Dad will already be there by now and I know he’s as nervous about the present I have for you as I am.”
“Now I’m curious.”
Tanner grins and jumps from the bed, his body on display for my eyes. Rolling to my side, I prop my head up with a hand and watch him standing in front of me, his arousal hard and thick, bursting from the thatch of hair at his groin.
“I think you should come closer first,” I suggest, wiggling my brows. “That looks painful and I don’t think I want to go anywhere until I’ve had my lips wrapped around you.”
He groans and throws his head back, the tendons in his neck straining as he breathes heavily. I look down his beautiful body and find his erection throbbing heavily between his legs. The crown bulges with precum dripping.
Quietly, I move forward, and slipping from the bed, crawl on my knees until my lips are able to wrap around him. He jerks and curses when his eyes snap open and discover me at his feet with the tip of his cock between my lips.
"I’ll be quick,” I mumble, swallowing more of his shaft.
Our eyes stay locked together while I bob on him and my hands play with his sack—stroking, massaging, and then wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock, I pull back and suck him deeper.
His legs tremble and his eyes roll as he grabs my hair and pulls me off him. “I’m going to come.”
“Then come.”
I knock his hand away and suck him as deeply as I can before swallowing.