Page 4 of A Perfect Christmas with Chaos
He begins thumbing one of my nipples, making it rock hard for him.
Peering down at his hand on me, he says, “I’ve been soft with you until now.”The hoarseness to his voice gives his desperate need for more away.
He’s not my Mav anymore.This is Luce, and just the idea of what’s coming has moisture coating the new panties I’m wearing.The kiss he gives me starts slow and builds.His tongue delves into my mouth and plays with my tongue.When he pulls back, his teeth capture my bottom lip and cage it between his teeth for a moment before letting go.“But I don’t want to be soft tonight, Doll.”
He presses on my back, forcing me to bend forward, and I plant my hands on his knees to keep myself from falling.As I do, he grinds his erection against my ass.The friction has another growl vibrating in his chest.In a rocking motion, we move together.Then he pulls me back into him, and Mav’s lips eat at me.My shoulder.My neck.He lifts my hair and kisses the most rarely touched skin right by my hair line.
The action has me moaning like crazy, and I don’t care.It feels so fucking good.Wet lips press into my nape.Teeth scrape against the pulse point on my neck.His tongue digs into my skin behind my ear, and dear God, I nearly come from that alone.His hands knead my skin and massage every part of me.They roam and knead my chest, shoulders, and scalp.His fingers dig so deep into my skin that I lose myself.The sensations of his mouth, hands, and cock are making me damn near mindless.
When Mav’s hand snakes around to my stomach, I’m only seconds away from unraveling.He moves my panties aside and, without warning, plunges two fingers, knuckling deep inside me.
I shout his name and instantly come apart.My insides pulse, and my core squeezes around his fingers over and over again until slowly the muscles relax.
It’s a long time before he withdraws them from inside me, but when he does, he moves them up my skin, over my stomach, chest, and neck.He doesn’t say a word as he rubs them against my lips, but he doesn’t have to.I open as he slides them inside.I make love to his fingers and suck every bit of myself off him.
His kisses have slowed but not stopped.Not until he sucks my earlobe into his mouth and breathes out, “Spin around baby, and give me that sweet mouth.”
I do as he says and straddle him once again.Before he can kiss me, I yank at his shirt and wait for him to pull it off over his head, then quickly drop it to the floor.
His mouth clashes against mine again.The kiss is hot and fierce.Hard and demanding.He hungrily devours me.He works to remove first the barrier of his pants, before lifting me, sliding my panties aside, and then forcing me down.I moan and caress every inch of his chest as he fills me.Mav’s fingers once again begin to knead my flesh while his other hand stays on my waist and powers me to move forward and up and down and back.I roll with the thrust of his hips.
“Jesus, baby.That’s it.Ride me, and let me feel those fuckin’ tits hit my chest.”
Our breathing is heavy and we’re both gasping as we grind together.Every so often, he growls, and with each one, his movements become more powerful, more frantic to reach his release.
Throwing my head back, I let it all out.“God, Luce.Yeah, so close.Ugh, no right there.Oh my God.”
He drives deep and hits me right where I need him.He does it again.And fuck again.Feeling my muscles tense and my legs shake, I fight a little longer to endure.His mouth moves to my collarbone, nipping it with tiny bites.
A moment later when his teeth clamp down on the skin of my neck, I lose it as the pain shoots straight to my core.I close my eyes to let it all wash over me.Little lights, like the ones on the tree behind me, dance over my eyelids.
Mav rocks savagely one more time into me.He rasps, “Sweet Jesus,” against my skin as his body releases into mine.
Ass my inner walls begin to relax, his cock pulses over and over again, filling me with his warmth.When the last bit of his release leaves him, Mav falls back against the couch he takes me with him.His arms wind around me and he hugs me tightly to his chest.
“Mmmm," He murmurs tiredly against my temple.“We’re gonna have to do this again next year.And the one after that.”
“Like our own Christmas tradition.”
“Yeah.Just mine and yours.Hot fuckin’ sex in front of the tree.Sounds perfect.”
Mav reaches over and grabs the throw blanket off the edge of the couch.He pulls it around my shoulders and covers us both.I snuggle closer and breathe him in.
“You make me happy, Mav.I love you.”
Using his knuckle, he tips my chin up and kisses my lips.“I love you too, baby.Thank you for making this the best Christmas.”
Chuckling, I say, “It’s just getting started, just wait til Will wakes up.”
He grins.“I can’t wait to see her face.”
“You know, she’s going to tear through all of those presents in seconds, right?”He doesn’t reply.Instead, he closes his eyes, and his smile spreads wider.“Then she’ll be begging you to teach her how to ride her new bike.”
“Like I said.I can’t fuckin’ wait.”
I laugh.“She’s got you wrapped around her finger.”
His eyes open and focus on my face.They dip to my lips and then come back to my eyes.“So do you, Doll.And there’s nothin’ wrong with that.I love my girls.”
