Her First Noel

I’m not this.

I’m not the focus of someone’s fantasies.

Wait, maybe that’s it. I’m just a fantasy. A weird, kinky fantasy about your best friend’s daughter…

As the doubt tickles the back of my mind, my tongue finds his and God…this kiss can’t be wrong, because it just feels too right.

I want to do this forever. Kissing harder, I ease forward on his lap, the throbbing between my legs screaming for more.

As I shift, my heart pounds and I feel the steel of his length pressing into my spread legs. The wetness between my legs seeping into the fabric of his trousers.

Cole’s other hand drifts down my back and comes to rest on my ass, pulling me harder into his erection as he begins to rock us together, our kiss igniting in a burst of soft flame.

When he finally pulls back, I feel the loss.

“What? Did I do something wrong?”

“Fuck, no. I want you, Holly. All of you. Do you understand that? This isn’t just sex. I want you. Us. Together.”

He leans forward and kisses me again, and I immediately melt, trying to process what’s happening. The room feels like it’s spinning, and this has to be a dream. A perfect Christmas dream. And if it is, I want to live in it for the rest of my life.

Every part of me is buzzing and alive. Even with the nagging doubt, I still believe him. Even though when I look at him I see a man that could have any woman he wants, he wants me. He’s not playing around, and I finally know what it means to swoon.

We withdraw again and as I gaze into his piercing blue eyes, I see them darken with intensity, his hands gripping me, making me feel utterly safe. And utterly under his control.

“My dad is going to be home in a couple hours…” I bring a shoulder to my ear, hoping he’s picking up on what I’m offering.

“I don’t think that will work.” He answers and my heart sinks.

Disappointment clouds my vision, and my self-doubt tells me once again I’m misreading all this. He’s toying with me. I feel the tears spring to my eyes.

“Okay.” I drop my gaze, trying not to let him see my tears, but his hand on my neck controls me and he forces my eyes to his.

“No, listen. I’ll take the couple hours, Holly. I’ll take whatever I can get. But I’ll want more. I’ll need more.” He shakes his head, letting out a long warm breath. “I’ve wanted you for so long. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. Soft. Warm. Your ass, Jesus, your tits. Your laugh. Your kindness. Your mind. All of you. A couple hours will not scratch the surface of what I will need from you from now on. Do you get that? You let this monster out of me now and he’s not going back into hiding again. It will be impossible.”

If I wasn’t sitting down, I would probably fall. My body weakens at his words, and I want him to know he’s had my heart for just as long.

“I’ve got a secret to tell you, too.” I manage, biting into my bottom lip before daring myself to finish. “I always dreamed you’d be my first. I…” My breath catches and I blow out an embarrassed breath. “I saved myself for you. All of me, I mean.”

“Jesus, Holly.” His face looks pained, but I feel his cock grow harder under my sex as he starts moving us together again. “This is a Christmas miracle. You are my Christmas miracle.”

Five

Cole

I GRIT MY TEETH, TRYING to calm my raging cock. I’ve never been so hard.

The monster inside of me becomes more real with every ragged breath. The scent of her pussy and the feel of her soft body on top of me is surging primal need through my veins.

I’m losing the civilized man that I was only moments ago, to be replaced by a beast that needs to sink its hard dick into her soaking, virgin pussy.

The virgin pussy she’s saved for me.

FOR.

ME.

Never have I heard more beautiful words.

No matter how long I live, I’ll treasure this moment. The moment I found out that my awful, forbidden desire is reciprocated.

But the thoughts I’ve had all these years don’t compare to what I’m feeling right now. They were crude, malformed things, more lust than anything else.

And I want my dick inside her, sure.

But it’s so much more.

She’s mine.

I’m claiming her.

I’m not only going to fuck her. I’m going to fuck a baby inside of her, as fast as humanly possible, so she will never get away.

No one will be able to take from me that which I’ve waited for my entire life.

I’ve never thought of it much, but it kills me, wishing I was a fucking virgin for her. I’ve never tramped around, that’s not my way, but I’ve had a couple girlfriends over the years before I met Holly. Never anything serious at all.