by Ember Flint
We tossed the rest of the cookies in the fire and left a ‘thank you note’ from Santa on the plate with two candy canes holding it down.
Almost half a tube of mint toothpaste later and a whole bottle of water, our romantic night was back on.
“What’s up, baby?” my husband asks, his fingers plucking at my nipples.
I gasp, arching up into his chest. “The kids… we need to check on the kids…”
Tristan smiles. “I already did, a couple of minutes before you woke up: they’re still snoring, and our door is locked and since we’re already so conveniently naked…”
He waggles his eyebrows and I laugh, pulling him down.
“Okay, Mr. Silver, you’ve got five minutes to make me come.”
He smirks down on me, holding himself up on his extended muscular arms and looking way too hot for his own good with his dark stubbled jaw, his eyes hot with passion and his hair sticking every which way.
Damn, how I love my man!
“You got it, Nat, you know how much I like a challenge, I might make you cum twice while I’m at it…”
I beam up at him. “Uh… goodie! But, seriously we need to hurry up. You know those two little criminals like to wake up at the crack of dawn like their daddy and today they’re going to clamor for us even earlier.”
Tristan falls on me like a man possessed and I feel embers as bright as those still shining in the hearth fire up in the pit of my stomach.
I glide my hands down his sides and moan at the feel of his hot skin under my fingertips. We’ve been at it three seconds and I’m not even completely awake and I’m already burning for him. “Fuck me hard, love, you know what I want,” I murmur and I gasp when I feel him press his hard cock to my molten center, the large head tapping against my clit.
“Yeah, I know, baby… we want the same thing. We always do,” Tristan growls into the curve of my shoulder, and I feel his cock grow even larger and harder.
And it’s true. We really always do. Considering how much we used to fight before, we were a little scared love and passion wouldn’t be enough to sustain us at first, that we wouldn’t really click, not for long, but somehow we do, and we don’t even have to work for it, it just comes naturally to us, just like the beating of the heart we share.
Tristan guides the tip of his cock to my slick opening and presses in, making me whimper and lose my breath at the feel of his girth stretching me, he then grabs my thighs and throws them around his hips, filling me to the hilt in one powerful, long thrust.
His mouth falls on mine a second later as he drives himself back and forth, in and out of me, making us one over and over as we both breathe hard on each other’s lips, fighting against the overwhelming pleasure to keep the kiss going.
One of Tristan’s hands moves around me and then grasps my ass as he angles me for an even deeper penetration, and I feel myself go off.
“Fuck, Nat, cum! Just like this… you feel so fucking perfect around me, so good, keep on squeezing, squeeze me harder,” he growls, breaking the kiss, his hardness pumping into me fast and deep, just like we both love.
“Oh God, love, don’t stop! Don’t stop!”
He hisses my name in pleasure, giving me more of his weight as I bow into his pounding, my fingernails scoring his back.
He grunts another oath and I smile as I come down from my high. He loves it a bit rough. I’m a lucky lucky girl.
I feel his large hand gently hold my throat and clench a little and my core goes up in flames again, an even bigger climax washing over me and this time I start to bring him with me.
I pant his name over and over, feeling tears prick my eyes at the intensity of our union, and I moan when I feel him finally let go, his sizzling cum shooting deep into my channel as he rams himself deep into my quivering pussy one last time and holds still, biting my shoulder to quell his growl of pleasure.
We stay just like that for a while, our souls colliding and merging even tighter as we breathe each other’s smells in, cuddling in the warm, muddy sheets.
My husband rolls away from me, pulling me into his side, he reaches behind me and picks up my glasses and his own from the nightstand.
He lowers mine on the bridge of my nose and I do the same for him.
We smile big at each other.
“I love you so much, Nat,” he tells me seriously, his breath still a bit ragged.
I nuzzle into his chest, looking up at him.
“Me too. I love you so much it’s a bit scary sometimes, but only for a second, because then I remember you’re there for me and I’m not afraid anymore.”
Tristan’s breath catches in his throat and he clutches me harder, his face lowering onto mine for a kiss, our glasses clinking.
“Merry Christmas, Nat,” he says when he pulls back.
I fix his glasses and cuddle into his hard, big body once more.
“Merry Christmas, Tristan.”
I feel myself succumbing to sleep again, but I force my eyes to stay open.
The snow is coming down in heavy twirls outside our window.
My husband kisses the top of my head, combing my waves away from my face.
“The kids are gonna love all the fresh snow,” I say, yawning.
I feel his smile before I see it.
“Only the kids?” he asks.
I stare up into his dark eyes, rolling mine. “Alright me too. Happy?”
His smiles gets bigger. “Very, baby.”
“I know the feeling, love.”
THE END
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